Xu was too tired, and before he knew it, Xia Ling and Mo Feng both leaned against the rock wall and fell asleep, and when they woke up, they found that Mo Feng's coat was draped on Xia Ling's body, and it was already dark.

"I looked around and found that all the entrances to this place were sealed, except for one window on the side, which should be able to be broken by the magnetic force that gathered the two of us."

Xia Ling put her clothes back on Mo Feng's shoulders, looked back at the airtight house, and her heart trembled deeply.

This is probably the strongest window Xia Ling has ever seen, although it looks no different from the glass window she knows. But its sturdiness is so strong that even bulletproof glass has to be politely three points.

Xia Ling and Mo Feng almost used the strength of their whole bodies to shatter it, and the contents inside probably became the most engraved memories in Xia Ling's memory.

Because if she hadn't insisted on following Mo Feng and hadn't been curious to explore inside, then she would probably never really feel the pain that Ye Ling endured, and the disaster that her mother brought to the world by creating her.

The whole building is actually a laboratory. Before Xia Ling came, this place was obviously cleaned up. But what remained still made Xia Ling's hairs stand on end.

There are many human organs stored in the laboratory, and even in some large containers, there are people soaked in potions.

"It's looking at organ regeneration and transplantation." Mo Feng picked up a piece of paper that was placed on the table, and said to Xia Ling in a calm voice, but he couldn't hide a trace of fear in his tone.

"Regeneration and transplantation ......"

"Those villagers who have contracted the plague should be the test subjects of these studies."

"Are these all done by Yu Siming......

Mo Feng didn't answer her question, he stepped forward and took Xia Ling's hand, holding it tightly in his palm.

"Let's go back."

Xia Ling nodded mechanically, she didn't dare to think about it deeply, because what popped up in her mind at this moment was the experimental content in her mother's notebook...... Does this have anything to do with Ye Ling......

They were just about to leave, but there was a small crashing sound in the back room. Xia Ling and Mo Feng looked at each other, and before they could figure out the situation, they saw a small thing break through the wooden door and rush straight towards Xia Ling from the back room.

Xia Ling couldn't dodge and could only reach out to resist, but he didn't react for a long time. She squinted ahead and saw a bamboo sentry stop in front of her. She stood up straight curiously, and the long whistle slowly landed in the palm of her hand.

Xia Ling played with the long whistle in his hand, and didn't know why for a while: "What is this?" ”

Mo Feng was also slightly startled when he saw the whistle, how could he not know this whistle, this was Ye Ling's favorite thing in the past, and it was also the object of love that person gave her, but how could this thing appear here.

"This is a spiritual thing, called 'Love Silk Whistle'. You can call a hundred birds. Now that it has chosen you to be its master, let it be. ”

"Calling a hundred birds?" Xia Ling happily played left and right, thinking to herself, is this a magic weapon often said in martial arts movies?

Mo Feng saw that she became so easy to smile, and he didn't remember the horror when he first entered this room, and he couldn't help but show a smile.

Xia Ling looked at the whistle, and her head suddenly hurt faintly.

"Ling'er, save me......"

A man's voice entered Xia Ling's mind, and she saw a huge cage in a place full of dark blue sand and stones, and a man was locked inside. He struggled to walk, was emaciated, and had messy hair. And that voice came from the man's mouth.

"Ling'er, Ling'er?"

Mo Feng saw that Xia Ling was in a daze, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her. Xia Ling was startled, her heart beat violently, and she took two steps back unconsciously.

"Autumn Flame ......"

Xia Ling muttered a name out of her mouth, and her intuition told her that that man was Qiu Yan.

"Ling'er, what did you say?"

Her voice was extremely low, Mo Feng couldn't be sure what she said, he stepped forward and wanted to hold Xia Ling, but Xia Ling dodged without care, and landed there empty-handed.

Xia Ling eased up, looked at Mo Feng a little at a loss, and squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, I was a little dizzy just now." Maybe your body hasn't rested enough. ”

Even though Mo Feng didn't believe it in his heart, he still nodded. He took Xia Ling's hand, pulled her to his side, wrapped his hand around her shoulder, and gently supported her body with magnetic force.

"Then let's go back early."

Not far from this house, is where the white bone poisonous insect is.

"How are we going to get over this time? I knew that I would come out just now and treat you again, wouldn't I have to die for ten years......" Xia Ling muttered dissatisfiedly, pouting with an expression of regret.

Mo Feng pursed his lips: "Originally, I was going to replace you and carry me back." But since you've got a treasure, it's cheaper for you. ”

Xia Ling gritted her teeth and took out the whistle and shook it: "Did you say it?" ”

"Well, if you blow it with the magnetic resonance whistle, you can summon a hundred birds to take us down the mountain."

No wonder Xia Ling couldn't blow this whistle before, nothing in this world is indispensable to this magnetism.

Thinking to herself, Xia Ling tried to blow the whistle. Sure enough, after a while, there was a huge birdsong in the sky, and countless colorful birds flew over from all directions, surrounding Xia Ling and Mo Feng.

The ink wind guided the birds with magnetic force, and the birds flew in the direction he pointed, but in two or three minutes, they landed at the bottom of the mountain.

Xia Ling was still immersed in the beautiful scenery just now, and when her feet landed on the ground, she put the whistle in her heart and turned around happily.

"Look at your never-before-seen appearance." Mo Feng laughed at her, but there was a thick doting on his face.

"Hmph, bring you to our world, you're a hillbilly who has never seen the world."

"Hillbilly? What is that? ”

"Haha, your new name."

"And what's in your world that I haven't seen before?"

"We have very tall buildings there, and our daily life is mainly mechanical. Robots make up seventy percent of our workforce......"

As they walked back, Xia Ling kept telling him everything in the 27th century. Mo Feng listened quietly, asking her questions from time to time.

Later, when Xia Ling thought about it, it was only this period of time, she was indeed the Xia Ling of the 27th century, he was the Mofeng General of this world.

Returning to Fanhai Country and lying on Xia Ling's own bed, she really felt the wear and tear on her body from helping Mo Feng heal her injuries. After a good night's sleep, he began to have a slight fever.

Maybe it's because this goddess's body is good, Xia Ling didn't realize it until the fever reached forty degrees. Mo Feng had just returned to the city, and he could hardly see a lot of business. It was Xue Lan who saw her wandering and her eyes were empty, and she only found out about her illness by examining her body.

And Mo Feng either disappeared, or he was like a lark, and quickly got the news and teleported. As soon as Xia Ling was carried to bed by Xue Lan, Mo Feng's steps hurriedly climbed to the door.

Mo Feng was still panting a little when he came in, and he should have run over as soon as he got the news, and he didn't even have time to change his shoes, and he was still wearing indoor cloth shoes.

He looked a little angry, stepped forward and put his hand directly on Xia Ling's forehead, and then his brows furrowed deeply.

He flicked Xia Ling's forehead with his fingers: "You guy, you don't know why you're sick." It caused trouble to people. ”

Xia Ling glanced at him angrily, and she was too weak to argue with him. This guy is obviously very concerned, why can't he learn to speak.

Mo Feng sighed, then sat on the edge of Xia Ling's bed, took Xia Ling's hand, and put his fingers on her wrist gently.

Xia Ling looked at him curiously, thinking to himself that there is also a general Chinese medicine here? Then I saw Mo Feng say a few medicine names to Xue Lan, and Xue Lan hurriedly went out to look for it.

Mo Feng's hand did not leave, but pressed Xia Ling's wrist even tighter. As soon as Xia Ling wanted to cry out for pain, she felt a sudden coolness on her arm, which slowly flowed down her meridians to her whole body, and the body aches caused by the fever were instantly alleviated a lot.

Mo Feng helped Xia Ling cover the quilt, shook his head, made a warning gesture, and left again. Xia Ling grabbed Mo Feng's sleeve suddenly.

She has been thinking about finding Qiu Yan for the past two days. Ye Ling's words were still in her ears, and her intuition told her that if she went, she and Mo Feng would see each other like passers-by from now on. Somehow, she was so scared in her heart, so she kept dragging on and didn't do anything. And at this moment, she just wanted him to spend a little more time with her.

"Stay with me."

It was the first time Mo Feng saw Xia Ling so soft, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes. He patted Xia Ling's hand, walked to the door, and found a guard to say something. After a while, a few people came and moved some of the work in his study, even the books and desks.

He quickly tidied it up and sat on the edge of the bed not far from Xia Ling: "You rest, I'll accompany you." If you want to chat, I'll be with you. However, be sure to rest well and not get too tired. ”

Xia Ling nodded, at this time, Xue Lan just cooked the medicine and sent it, Mo Feng took the medicine and blew it and wanted to feed her. Xia Ling looked at Mo Feng, a trace of reluctance rose in her heart, and she suddenly had the courage to ask him.

"Do you know what is the most effective way to treat a fever?"

"What is it?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at her suspiciously, thinking that she was making excuses for not wanting to drink medicine.

"It's sweating." She paused word by word, thinking that the fever had already made her face flush.

"Sweating?" Mo Feng reached out and scratched her nose, and looked at her seriously: "You can't do any strenuous exercise in this body." ”

"Who said to do strenuous exercise ......"

Xia Ling muttered disdainfully, and then directly reached out to wrap his neck, and his hot lips were imprinted on his.