The door was opened by a beautiful woman in her early 30s, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"Huh? It's a little thing! What's wrong with An Ning? So anxious!" Lin Zhiru just woke up and was still a little confused.

Seeing the door open, Shuai Xiaoke rushed in directly and put An Ning on the sofa.

"What is this?"

Shuai Xiaoke said anxiously: "Doctor Lin! Hurry up and help An Ning to see, what is going on with him, I called An Ning in the morning, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw him on the ground. ”

"Oh? Oh! Let me see. Lin Zhiru was completely sleepy, and immediately walked to the sofa to check on An Ning.

"Click!" "Click!" "Click!" Shuai Xiaoke walked back and forth around the sofa, making a sound with his little feet on the floor.

Lin Zhiru was so upset by this voice that he couldn't calm down and check for Anning.

"Xiao Ke, I know you're worried about peace, but can you not make a sound, it's very embarrassing for me." Lin Zhiru said softly to Shuai Xiaoke.

"But... But! All right. Shuai Xiaoke wanted to say something, but was glared back by Lin Zhiru's eyes, so he had to stand quietly aside, looking at the peace on the bed worriedly.

Pray in your heart that peace will never happen.

After calming down, Lin Zhiru began to concentrate on checking her body for An Ning.

She first opened An Ning's eyes, looked at the eyeballs, and then took out a stethoscope and placed it on An Ning's chest.

Shuai Xiaoke looked at An Ning worriedly, and then looked at Lin Zhiru anxiously, and when he saw Lin Zhiru put down the stethoscope, he hurriedly asked, "How is An Ning, is he okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that the energy is overexerted, just sleep for a day. You can go to school and help him take a day off. ”

"Whew-" Shuai Xiaoke wiped the cold sweat on his head because of his anxiety, "It's okay." ”

"Thank you, Dr. Lin." Shuai Xiaoke bowed and thanked Lin Zhiru.

Lin Zhiru saw that Shuai Xiaoke was about to leave when he lifted An Ning, and reminded: "When he wakes up, let him stop cultivating for the time being, otherwise it will leave hidden dangers to his body." ”

Shuai Xiaoke's movement towards the outside was stagnant, and then he immediately recovered and ran out.

"I see."

"Hey! This kid is in a hurry. Lin Zhiru shook her head and closed the door.

Downstairs in room 101.

Shuai Xiaoke put An Ning on the bed, she stood on the edge of the bed, her lips clenched.

"Bastard, don't work so hard if you can't pass the exam, it's a big deal that the old lady covers you."

She felt that it was because she had put too much pressure on An Ning that made him cultivate without restraint, which led to today's situation.

She blamed herself, after all, not everyone can be admitted to the War College.

"An Mutou, I don't want you to be admitted to the War College, I just hope you do well." Shuai Xiaoke's voice was small, and after speaking, his face turned red, and he looked at An Ning lying on the bed with a weak heart, and when he saw that he was still unconscious, he put his mind at ease.

Looking back at the open door, Shuai Xiaoke took a chopstick instead of the deadbolt.

Then he pecked at An Ning's face like a thief, his little face became red, he hurriedly picked up his schoolbag, and ran to school in a panic.

An Ning woke up at noon, and he was awakened by hunger.

As soon as he sat up on the bed, he felt a sharp pain in his head, which made him almost faint again.

"Hiss~"

After taking a big breath of fresh air, this symptom was only slightly reduced.

Standing up on the bed and looking around, he wanted to find something to eat first, but he was really hungry.

But in the room, there was nothing to eat except the fruit he had embodied last night.

Sighing helplessly, he laboriously picked up a basin-sized watermelon from the ground and came to the kitchen.

Put the watermelon away, raise his right hand, hold it in his hand, a steel long sword appeared in his hand first, the long sword touched the watermelon, and the watermelon became two halves.

An Ning picked up half of it and devoured it.

Within a moment, half of the watermelon entered his stomach.

Patting his stomach with satisfaction, Anning returned to bed and lay down, the labor pains in his mind from time to time made him want to sleep for a while.

But as soon as he lay down and closed his eyes, An Ning sat up from the bed violently, and he almost forgot that he still had to go to school.

Hurriedly got up and put on his shoes, saw that his mobile phone was next to the pillow, took it in his hand, and opened it to see the time.

3:45 p.m.

"It's over! Overslept. ”

An Ning directly threw aside the half-worn shoes.

It's almost time to get out of school, and it doesn't make much sense for him to go, so he might as well sleep for a while.

But I lay in bed for a long time, thinking about what happened last night, but I couldn't sleep.

Thinking that I seemed to have embodied a little grass yesterday.

He was completely sleepy, so he quickly got up and searched for him in the house.

Don't be a dream! Peace prays in the heart.

Soon, he found a small green grass in a pile of fruit on the ground.

Picking up the grass and holding it in his hand, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly put on his shoes and wanted to go out.

"Fog grass! How my lock is broken. Looking at the lock that was broken from the middle, An Ning guessed that there was a good chance that this was handsome and small.

"Forget it, I have more important things, put these little things aside in advance."

An Ning pushed open the broken door and walked towards the grass outside the community.

Half an hour later, An Ning ran back with an excited face, he didn't find it in the grass, there was a plant that was exactly the same as the one in his hand, what did this mean? It means that he was not dreaming last night.

He's going to send it!

He was a little impatient to enter the Fruit Swordsman's space again, but as soon as he clicked on the icon, his excitement disappeared instantly, as if the pain of his soul being torn apart spread throughout his body.

An Ning opened her mouth wide and wanted to make a sound, but it was as if someone had grabbed her throat and couldn't make a sound.

The sensation lasted for nearly ten minutes before it subsided.

An Ning sat on the bed gasping for air, her clothes wet with sweat.

His face was very ugly.

"I was careless, I forgot that my spirit was already in a state of overdraft."

An Ning put down his mobile phone with palpitations, he didn't dare to use the ability anymore recently.

But he felt that his heart was like being scratched by a cat, and it was very uncomfortable.

It's like a toy that just gets a toy and doesn't let him play with it.

There was no way, An Ning had to study the grass in her hand again.

The grass is green, the grass edge is very smooth, and the grass surface has many veins, which is different from ordinary grass, its veins are very mysterious and complex.

An Ning stared at it for a long time, feeling as if she had sensed something, but when she thought about it carefully, she found nothing.

"In the end, it's just a small grass, how can it be a natural treasure." An Ning laughed at herself, took the grassroots in her mouth, and began to plan how to develop that world.

However, something magical happened...