It hurts. In the feeling of not knowing where it hurts, Yang Yuyang seems to see a glimmer of light, followed by a heart-rending pain.

Then, pass out again.

At this time, a beautiful woman in a black gauze skirt was looking nervously at the young man lying on the bed, and her stunning black eyes kept sliding down the crystal. "Deliver him, Lord Bishop, and save him in the face of his husband as the most faithful servant of the God of Light. The woman suddenly turned her head and knelt behind her before an old man dressed in red, begging incessantly.

"Hey, Duchess, please don't do this, the old man is also powerless, Ling Gongzi was born with both dark and light attributes, if I use light magic to forcibly treat it today, I'm afraid that Ling Gongzi's dark physique will resist, and then I'm afraid of ......" The old man in red's voice became smaller and smaller, and he looked at the young man lying on the bed with a regretful face, shaking his head and sighing, and suddenly he said as if he had made up his mind, "Now I can only try the forbidden spell of the life system- Everything recovers, but life magic can only heal Childe's external injuries, Childe's soul has a tendency to gradually dissipate, I don't know if this forbidden spell can make Ling Gongzi live, but the old man must do his best. ”

Yang Yuyang, who was in a coma, didn't know how long it took, but his consciousness gradually recovered. The heart-rending pain gradually disappeared with the warm current flowing through the body from time to time. He wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on, he clearly remembered that day he proposed to Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao agreed, but just when he was about to jump up excitedly, his consciousness disappeared, and when he woke up for the first time, it was extremely painful, and at that moment he was definitely going to die. But the second time, he could clearly feel that he was still alive. He wanted to know what was going on, but he just couldn't move his body, not even when he opened his eyes.

It's been four days, four days since Cardinal Dawes Cole used the resurrection of all things, and the woman hasn't left the young man's bedside for a single step, and has been looking at the child, watching the dark green light that represents the forbidden spell continue to repair and infiltrate the young man's body. It's as if she's afraid that the child will suddenly wake up and have any needs, and she won't be able to meet them when she is no longer around.

Suddenly, the boy's fingers moved slightly, only slightly, but the woman, who was the mother, felt it too. "Kid, kid. The woman cried out anxiously, but she did not dare to touch him with her hand, "Quick, come quickly, call the master over." Then he sent someone to the church to ask Bishop Dawes. ”

Yang Yuyang now felt a trace of coolness surrounding his body, and he wanted to open his eyes to see what it was, but the powerlessness of his body made him powerless. So he could only try to feel, and gradually he seemed to hear some voices, as if someone was saying something. As he struggled to hear what was being said, a warm sensation suddenly appeared in his body, and it didn't take long for him to open his eyes as if he had gathered enough strength. It was light, a dazzling light that stubbornly penetrated through the gap in his eyes, and the inside of his piercing eyes was snow-white.

Gradually, he began to adjust to the dazzling light, and the scene in front of him gradually became clearer.

But everything in front of him made Yang Yuyang stunned, if it weren't for the fact that his body was really weak, he would definitely have to make a dumbfounded expression: the first thing that caught his eye was a woman with purple hair, although her beautiful face was haggard by years and tears, but it still couldn't hide her beautiful face. But that's not the point, the point is that she wore a black gauze dress, yes, the style of a medieval lady. This is not the most exaggerated, behind the woman is a man in a purple brocade robe and an old man in a red robe holding a golden scepter. What is this for?

Suddenly, the woman in black walked to Yang Yuyang's bedside, gently stroked his face, and said something gently. But what was she talking about? Was it Chinese? or English? And Yang Yuyang looked at the three of them with a confused expression, not knowing what to say. But in the eyes of the three of them, he was confused and helpless.

"The breath of life and the fluctuation of the soul are very stable, it seems that there should be no big problem, Lord Duke, so the old man will take his leave first. The red-robed old man looked at Yang Yuyang carefully for a while, turned to his own man and said.

"Then why is he like this? Yao Mei didn't react to what she asked him?" Seeing that the old man in red wanted to leave, the man in purple hurriedly asked the question in his heart.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, it should be that I was frightened this time, plus my body is weak, so I should be fine after a few days of rest. If the Duke is still not at ease, you can come to my church in a few days when Childe recovers a little, and I will examine Childe in detail. ”

Hearing the red-robed old man say this, the purple-clothed man's tense face also eased slightly: "Then since this is the case, my heart is also open." Lord Bishop, thanks to you these days, the dog has been able to escape death. Today, Long prepared a little thin wine, and asked the bishop to appreciate it, so that Long could thank the adults. ”

"The Duke has praised it falsely, and the old decay has not done much work, all because of the deep cultivation of the son, so that he can turn evil into good fortune. And the church is eventful, and the old decay will no longer bother today. With that, the red-robed old man bowed and bowed before turning to leave. The man in purple was also busy returning the courtesy, and the two of them went out of the house politely, presumably the man sent the old man out.

"Feng Yang, my poor child, are you hungry? Do you want your mother to cook you something to eat?" The purple-haired woman still wanted to communicate with Yang Yuyang, hoping that he could answer, and his mother's strong instinct made him feel that although his son was sober, she was getting farther and farther away from him. But her son was looking at her in confusion, how could he be farther and farther away?

"Yan'er, come over here. Finally, the purple-haired woman, who couldn't get Yang Yuyang's answer no matter how hard she tried, also gave up, thinking that Yang Yuyang was really weak and nervous and confused, so she had to beckon her subordinates to come and let them prepare to eat and replenish her son's strength first.

"Madame" heard the woman's call, a pretty girl walked to the bed, bowed her head and was listening to the woman's instructions, for some reason, her spirit moved, as if she felt that someone was peeping into her thoughts, she was surprised to find the meaning of the spiritual power and left, but found that it was the young master.

Yang Yuyang was embarrassed to see the purple-haired woman talking to him as she seemed to be shushing, although he also wanted to respond, but he really couldn't understand what she was saying. But just as he was trying to put an end to this embarrassment, he smelled a burst of incense, and what was even more strange was that he seemed to feel that the owner of the incense seemed to have some connection with him.

Just as Yang Yuyang looked at the girl blankly, still recalling the feeling that had just flashed in his mind, the girl seemed to have listened to the woman's explanation, and was about to turn around and leave when she secretly looked at him, Yang Yuyang felt a shock, and suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, and grabbed the girl's hand with her left hand.

The woman looked at Yang Yuyang a little dumbfounded, she didn't know why her son suddenly grabbed Yan'er's hand, and Yan'er obviously wanted to break free of her son, but she couldn't break free, which shows how firmly her son grasped.

Seeing that her son had no intention of letting go, the woman was helpless, so she had to order Yan'er to accompany her son here. And she also took care of her son because of his serious injury, and now that her son woke up, the feeling of sleepiness came surgingly, and she went to rest after a few words of advice to her son.

For a while, there were only two people left in the room, Yang Yuyang and Yan'er, and at this time, Yang Yuyang really looked at the girl who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old in front of him. The soft purple hair is like a galaxy slipping down, the dark eyes are mysterious and smart, the small nose, the cherry mouth is matched with a red melon seed face at the moment, a beautiful embryo.

"You...... What's your name?" Yang Yuyang asked. But the girl looked at Yang Yuyang with an ignorant expression, as if she didn't understand.

Looking at the girl's expression, Yang Yuyang knew that the worst result he guessed had appeared, and the language was incomprehensible.

"Young Master, are you uncomfortable in your throat?" Suddenly Yang Yuyang heard such a sentence, although his voice was very cold and had no emotional color, he still subconsciously shook his head.

"Isn't it? If it's not an uncomfortable throat, then why don't you speak?"

At this moment, Yang Yuyang was suddenly startled, who was talking? Was it this girl? Could he actually speak Chinese? But her lips didn't move. Hehe, it seems that I have really read too many martial arts novels.

"Young master, I use my spiritual power to communicate with you now, if you can't speak, then just think of what you want to say by looking me in the eyes, I can understand it. ”

Yang Yuyang, who was laughing at himself, suddenly heard this sentence, and suddenly thousands of grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart. I'll go, Yang Yuyang looked at the girl in front of him dumbfounded, feeling dizzy. Mental communication, just kidding. Although it felt very bizarre, maybe it was because he had a cordial feeling when he first met or because she was the only one who could communicate with him when he woke up, he still subconsciously did what she said in his heart.

"I ...... I should be able to speak, but why don't I understand what you're saying? Do you speak in a dialect? Or a foreign language? Can you speak English? Where is this? What's wrong with me? And ......."

"Young Master, ask slowly, this is Yanyang City, don't you remember? This is your home, and I don't know what dialect and foreign language you speak, but I speak the common language of the Sage Road. ”

"Yanyang City, I haven't heard of it, in which province, isn't it in Huaxia?"

"Huaxia, I haven't heard of it, we are the royal city of the Yanyang Empire, Yanyang City. What to save or something, I don't understand it at all, young master, are you really too tired, do you want to take a break?" Yan'er looked at Yang Yuyang, who was constantly talking to herself in her mind, and felt inexplicable in her heart.

"Are these third young masters really stupid?" Looking at Yang Yuyang, who was sitting on the bed in a daze, Yan'er felt a pity in her heart, and walked out of the door while shaking her head, "Pity this generation of Tianjiao, a 14-year-old psychic mage, is it so stupid?"

At this moment, Yang Yuyang's mind kept popping up one after another unacceptable facts: the Sage Continent, Yanyang City, magical spiritual communication, unintelligible language, strange clothing, etc., and all of this can add up to two possibilities. The first is that they are so well fed that they can give me a big prank.

The second is, I've crossed over!