It was this state of ice and fire that relieved Yi Shengge's body.

Unlike ordinary people, switching between stuffiness and extreme cold will only end up with the root of the disease.

Yi Shengge's body does not seem to succumb to such external factors, on the contrary, it is more willing to survive in this environment.

When his consciousness was blurred to the point that he couldn't remember anything at all, Yi Shengge's body gradually began to relax.

The body that was originally tightly curled up also stretched out a little, and under the quilt, there was no such powerlessness as before

Yi Shengge's appearance in a coma was more like a person asleep and talking, his face was no longer in the previous pain at this time, and the face that had become a little distorted because of the pain before, the frowning brow slowly relaxed.

A few seconds before Yi Shenghe went out of the door, Yi Shengge was already unconscious.

And when Yi Sheng stepped out of the room, Yi Sheng Ge completely fainted.

This time, the sudden situation cannot be explained clearly according to common sense, if it is in the eyes of outsiders, Yi Shengge is more like drinking a medicinal soup to become like this, which can only be misinterpreted as this medicinal soup is poisonous.

But the truth is that after Yi Shengge fainted, the temperature of his body had begun to slowly drop, and the tense nerves and contracted body had relaxed.

Yi Shengge's two hands that held his head because he couldn't stand the tingling sensation in his brain naturally let go.

This sudden state of relief stemmed from Yi Shengge's sudden rise in body temperature.

The rise in body temperature caused the heat bursting out of Yi Shengge's body, which reached some kind of wonderful countervailing effect with the medicinal soup he drank before, and even more ruthlessly, it could forcibly force the medicinal soup out of his body.

To use a vivid metaphor, the green shoots that were still pressed by the big stones before have absorbed enough nutrients from the soil in which they are deeply rooted in a very short period of time.

And this nourishment is transformed into the vitality needed by the green shoots at the critical moment, so that it can rely on this power to quickly make the body strong without relying on sunlight.

This vitality is an important source of Yi Shengge's recovery, and he is unwilling to succumb to fate, and decides to resist to the death.

The green shoots are under the stones, in the midst of predicament, in despair, and are born to die. With the help of his own powerful vitality, he found the meaning of life under the stone, and relied on the power of nature to poke his head out from under the stone.

This is the miracle of life, without the help of external forces, Yi Shengge's body, relying on a mysterious force, forcibly rescued him from his dying state, and protected him from disaster.

With the green sprouts poking their heads out, it proved that the Biyan Dan that Yi Shengge had just drunk failed to cut off Qiao Ling, who was full of vitality, after all.

And in this world, the last remaining Biyan Pill also failed.

From then on, Qiao Ling, who was in Yi Shengge's body, no one could interfere with it, and it would become one with Yi Shengge's soul.

But even if he survived in the end, Qiao Ling did his best in Yi Shengge's body.

Yi Shengge, whose life was threatened in a short period of time, and the mysterious Qiao Ling, combined into one in this ordinary late night. From then on, life and death will be together, and they will never be separated.

It's just that all of this happened in Yi Shengge's body, and no one else knew, not even Yi Shengge himself.

The green sprouts poked their heads out from under the stones, and even though they had scars on their roots, they eventually overturned the stones.

"Gross."

This time, the vomiting sound was much louder than the previous volume.

Unconsciously, Yi Shengge opened his mouth sharply in front of his head. The medicinal soup that has been in the body for a long time and has long wanted to vomit out, but I vomited most of it.

Originally, Biyan Dan was crushed by Yishenghe, and then added to water and supplemented with herbs to make a medicinal soup.

Now from Yi Shengge's mouth, a large part of the vomit is very large, and the dirty puddle is on the side of Yi Shengge's cheek.

And the medicinal soup that vomited out was completely different from the smell that Yi Shengge himself had smelled before.

The smell is not as simple as it is pouring out of the stomach, vomiting, and a slight sour taste.

This smell is more like seeing death as home, forcing people out of the blood, condensing, and quite bloody.

It's just that his whole body is already paralyzed, and he can't smell it, no matter what he spits out now. From the moment he drank the medicinal soup, it was as if he had lost his sense of smell.

From the moment he spit out the medicinal soup, Yi Shengge obviously felt that his body was really relaxed.

When the stone that pressed the root and pressed the lifeline was removed from the head, only the scar remained, and the suffocating pain was no longer the same as before.

It was quiet, and Yi Shenghe hadn't entered the room yet.

Suddenly, above Yi Shengge's eyebrows, in the middle of his forehead, a phoenix-shaped pattern loomed.

Now it was just a phoenix, and the phoenix spread its wings, and a faint blue light was emitting from its wings. It was on Yi Shengge's forehead, like a patron saint.

And with his body gradually recovering, Yi Shengge could vaguely feel what he vomited out, the smell of blood. It's just that I still don't have a strong sense of consciousness, but my sense of smell has returned to normal.

His whole body was sore, and he was about to convulse, and Yi Shengge endured the discomfort and turned sideways, facing a corner of the room, not the door.

In this way, Yi Shengge can be regarded as experiencing a life and death in the world and receiving a baptism of life. But before he could relax and stretch out, Yi Shenghe's footsteps came from outside the door.

Yi Sheng held a bowl of fluorescent grass mixed with the warm water that had been mixed with it, only to the middle of the bowl.

Slowing down his breathing, Yi Shenghe wanted to make himself not too excited before entering the door, so as not to be in a hurry and bad things.

Yi Shengge's body could sense that Yi Shenghe was approaching it, I don't know if it was because of this mysterious pattern, with a sense of self-protection, and he didn't want other people to know, or because the time was just right, everything had to be done in one go.

The phoenix-like mark is like a totem of hope placed on the higher part of the tablet when mortals kneel down to worship the gods. It was still glowing with blue light just now, but now it has melted deeply into Yi Shengge's brain.

And the phoenix is an ancient divine beast, and it has the ability of nirvana.

Whenever the phoenix suffers a fatal injury and is on the verge of death, it will absorb the aura of the earth's nature, thus turning into a phoenix.

After a long period of recuperation, you can nirvana, re-transform into a phoenix, and regain your life.

And when this phoenix imprint entered the brain, Yi Shengge deeply felt the rhythm of life.

This phoenix mark that came out of nowhere, starting from its integration into Yi Shengge's body, made his life burst out with stronger power.