"That's really helpful...... The witcher was stunned for a moment, and then pinched his scalp with relief: "I'm worried that I don't have a place to live, so you're welcome." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Just make this your home. When you have spare money to live in a hotel, it's good to move out. Jeff stood up, his face full of tiredness, "Anyway, I'm going to sleep." Remember to call me if you have anything. ”

"......" was still trying to say something, but Canette felt a huge headache, so he had to lie down again, staring helplessly at the ceiling. At the same time, a very important question suddenly occurred to him.

That's ......

Why can't demon hunters be immune to fever?!Obviously they can withstand many kinds of plagues......

Could it be that the fever is caused by a lack of water in the local organs, and the plague is caused by a virus?

Al, who had been lying in front of the pile of apples, stood up and slowly moved to the witcher's bed. She leaned down and licked Carnett's hand, then quietly swept her tail and lay down directly in front of the bed.

"You don't have to be with me like that. In desperation, Canette turned his head to look at the Dire.

"......" Al ignored him, pretending not to care about Cannet, and quietly closed his eyes.

the Dead Tsundere...... With a sigh, the witcher didn't say anything more: it was still clingy.

Canette could have imagined what the Dire Pony would have looked like when it took on a human form. It's a pity she doesn't have that ability.

Although the drowsiness was not very strong, in a trance, the burned and dazed Carnet gradually fell into a dream after the guards extinguished the oil lamp, drank a large glass of water. Just as he was asleep, Canette fell into a dream.

It was at this moment that the witcher's forehead became hotter and hotter, and he began to sweat profusely. His condition has not improved at all after a temporary stabilization, but has become more and more serious. His whole body felt as if it was burning, his wheezing thinned, and the organs of his whole body were dry.

To make matters worse, he was vaguely aware that he was in a nightmare.

In a trance, he heard something strange around him. There was also a strange muffled noise: as if a frozen breeze was floating.

In the dream, he couldn't open his eyes. Just lying in bed, weakened by the torment of fever. His mouth was dry, but he couldn't hold up his decaying body to drink. In a trance, the hand stretched out failed to touch the water glass.

This dream is so real...... Breathing was hard from the dryness of her throat, and Canette felt a burning pain, and then it became difficult to breathe.

Oxygen continued to torment him as if it were difficult to pass through his trachea. Even in his distorted dreams, he dreamed that he was being held down by something, and that his breathing was more difficult because of it.

Good...... It's painful...... Canette struggled to breathe: How could this dream be so real?

The person pressed on his body was like a cloud of smoke, and he was inhuman but quite heavy. It was only at this point that the conscious Carnet clearly felt the physical pressure from the outside world: this is not my dream after I burned out, otherwise there would be no physical reality.

Unless there's a Nightmare Demon here. But that couldn't be, because the Dire Pony, which had the ability to enter people's dreams, had a bad relationship with the Nightmare Demon. There's no way Al can't be unaware of it.

Damn! Enough breathing became more and more difficult to maintain, and Carnet, who looked like he was about to be crushed, panicked and tried to get up again: What was wrong?

He knew he wasn't dreaming, but he still couldn't wake up. If you want to shout out, it is even more useless.

My throat was swollen and painful, and it felt like something had been muddled.

Voice...... It's so tight...... Breathing was already extremely difficult, and Canette tried to breathe hard, but only to get a faint dry cough. The brains began to buzz and consciousness began to fade away.

In the case of fever, the mental power is weakened, so even if the evil spirit spell is not too strong, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop.

Damn! How could I just hang up like that?! Canette suddenly felt a trace of despair in his heart: Al should be next to the bed...... She could save me!

But that bastard is asleep, isn't it?!

Just as he was about to suffocate from the lack of oxygen, the hiss of Al, who had finally suddenly woken up, suddenly sounded, waking Carnet up violently. Then, the evil spirit's wails spread violently, shaking Carnett's eardrums and stinging.

After waking up, Cannet, who was almost strangled to death, could already vaguely feel that something cold was loosened from his neck. He was already choking on the fever, breathing heavily, and his throat was still swollen from the fact that he was on the verge of suffocation.

Al, you saved my life again...... But it would be nice to hurry.

Damn! Opening his eyelids, Canette glared at his enemy in exasperation, and his heart sank: not far in front of him lay the green spirit. Despite the darkness around him, his glowing body stood out.

And this person is so ugly! Sure enough, ghosts are ugly to have a deterrent effect!

Before Canette could cast a spell to shake it away, Al took the first step to act. With a hiss, she burned with illusory black flames. In an instant, a dark red shadow emerged from the Dire's back, charging at the evil spirit, dispersing its pain. Frightened, the enemy fled through the window and disappeared into the alley.

"Look! What is that!" Suddenly, two nervous shouts came from the alley, "Go find the Paladin!"

Damn, there are so many guards patrolling the night in the middle of the night, Jinyang City is really a big city...... Helplessly calmed down, and the heartbeat slowly calmed down, Canette gasped deeply, covered his head in severe pain, and groaned: Damn, why are you so unlucky?

As for it...... I just exorcised him, and I have to kill me with a bitter hatred?

Canette didn't think right, Canette kneaded his throat in fear and gasped, and at the same time couldn't help but smack his tongue a little: This guy is a little more powerful than I thought, and he almost killed me while I was sick.

But that's not the one that scares him the most. He was strongly shocked by another thing: the guard Jeff was not woken up by such a loud noise, and was still snoring loudly.

Not only snoring, but also grinding teeth.

Damn, this dead pig...... Canette was so annoyed that he didn't know what to say: "Call him if you have something to do, bastard!

Truly, if you expect him to save me, it is better to hope that the evil spirit will find out and not come and strangle me.