Although the light was faint and fleeting, Song Qing still saw it.

The black bracelet on his wrist glowed.

It's been some time since I came to this world, but this is the first time Song Qing has seen this bracelet light up.

Although it is only a faint bit of light, it is fleeting. But Song Qing was sure that he was not wrong just now, and this bracelet finally reacted a little.

It's just that why is it so weak?

Song Qing remembered that before he crossed over, when the bracelet was lit up, the silver light lit up the entire room. But the light emitted by this bracelet just now is almost the same as that of the firefly.

The light is so faint that you can't see it if you don't pay attention.

The last time the bracelet was shining, I woke up and traveled through time and space.

Now I don't have any reaction, and I don't show any signs of crossing over.

Could it be that it's because this bracelet has been crossed by me once, and now the energy is not enough, so I can't wear it back at this time.

So, if this is the case, how can this bracelet recover its energy and take it back, and will it still have to be charged?

Thinking of this, Song Qingqing laughed dryly and sighed helplessly.

I really think too much!

It's all about charging.

This is not artificial intelligence, how can it be charged. Although I don't know what material this bracelet is made of, it is obvious that this bracelet does not seem to need to be charged.

Ay!

A bit of a scratching head!

Forget it, I still don't want to think about it, I have a headache after thinking too much.

That's it for now! Since I came by chance, maybe I will go back by chance.

So, just live well until then.

Thinking of this, Song lightly raised his hand to block his vision, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The night passed slowly.

Song Qing didn't know when he fell asleep, anyway, when he woke up again, it was already the second half of the night.

At this time, the room was very dark and dark, and the candle flame in the room was blown out by the wind.

"Whew-"

"Whoa—"

It was very windy outside, and in this night, Song Qing could clearly hear the noise in his ears.

It was the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and it was obvious that Song Qing was woken up by the sound of the wind blowing the trees.

Song Qing, who had just woken up, was still a little unconscious. After raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, he got used to such a night.

After a while, my eyes were finally able to see. It's not clear though? It's also blurry, at least not to see nothing.

Roll over and sit up from the soft couch? Song Qing habitually glanced at the bed.

Generally speaking? The third master's injury is so serious, is it put in the modern hospital? Will there be medical staff taking turns taking temperature that night? In case of fever. After all, this kind of severe trauma can easily cause fever and inflammation.

How good is modern medical technology? You have to be so cautious, now this ancient medical technology is backward. So if you don't pay attention to this, maybe a small life will be explained.

For this reason, Song Qing was not at ease and stayed by the third master's bedside. Can only say? I don't know when she already cares about him.

Song Qing stood up and was about to go to the third master to check if his body temperature was normal.

Song Qinggang, who came to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain of the bed, and saw a black figure, sitting upright and upright on the side of the bed.

Suddenly seeing the black shadow sitting on the bed, Song Qing was startled. But? Soon Song Qing recognized the person sitting on the bed as the third master.

Song Qing, who was instantly relieved, couldn't help but pat his chest and said.

"Whew, I'm scared to death."

Song Qing came closer and asked, "Third Master, are you injured better?" Do you feel any discomfort? ”

As he spoke, Song lightly reached out to touch his forehead, and then tested his body temperature. But the hand hasn't touched the forehead of the third master yet? He reached out and grabbed it.

Don't feel pain in your hand? That means he doesn't have any force in his hands.

"Just to test your temperature? See if you have a fever. ”

"It's fine." After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he let go of the hand that was holding her.

When the words fell, Song's light hand had already touched his forehead.

"Is it all right? Normal body temperature? It seems that it is really fine. Next, just need a good rest? It will get better soon. ”

"You are worthy of being a martial arts practitioner, and your physical fitness is quite good. If this is changed, I am afraid that it will take ten days and half a month to get out of bed. ”

After testing his body temperature, Song Qing withdrew his hand. It wasn't until Song Qing's hand left that Zhao Cheng had a feeling of exhalation.

For a moment, Zhao Cheng actually felt very nervous. It's a kind of panic, and it's complicated anyway.

Perhaps sensing his abnormality, Zhao Cheng looked away unnaturally and whispered.

"Pour me a glass of water."

The third master's voice was low and magnetic, and there were a few hoarseness that had just gotten up, which sounded quite sexy.

"Do you want to drink water? Wait a minute, I'll pour you water. Song said lightly and took a step back, exited the curtain and turned to pour water at the table.

Fortunately, in the room, there is nothing in the way of this distance, although it is very dark, you can still see a little.

Song Qing came to the table, reached out and took the cup, and then accurately poured a cup of warm boiled water for the third master.

If you want to say why the water is hot, it must be because the third master is injured, and the doctor explained that he is not allowed to drink cold water. So every once in a while, the dark guard on duty at night will quietly change the cold water.

"Whew-"

"Whoa—"

The wind was blowing heavily outside, and the leaves were even louder. Just listening to it makes people feel like they are hairy.

Although the wind was blowing very strongly, Song Qing, who was standing in the room, didn't feel any discomfort. Only occasionally I feel a breeze blowing around me.

I looked up at the window, which was supposed to be open at this time, and it was closed well. So no matter how strong the wind outside, it can't blow much.

It can only be said that the people under the third master are really quiet and powerful. The window was open before Song Qing fell asleep, and it was obvious that someone should have closed it after feeling that the wind was strong.

Thinking of this, Song Qing suddenly came to his senses.

"Big brother in the shadows? Please light a candle for me. Just light one, otherwise it's too bright. ”

Song Qing's voice fell, and there was a 'whoosh' sound in his ears. The next moment, a candle flame lit up in the room.

The candle flame lit up and instantly lit up the room. The sudden light made Song Qing feel a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

After being in the dark for a long time, it is natural to feel uncomfortable when there is a bright light. However, after getting used to it, Song Qing felt that lighting a candle in such a large room looked very dull.

Picking up the water and coming to the bed, Song Qing lifted the curtain of the bed and reached out to hand over the poured water.

"Drink water."

"Hmm."

Zhao Cheng answered, brought it to his lips and drank it all.

After drinking the water, Zhao Cheng handed the cup to Song Qing, and then whispered.

"Thank you!"

Suddenly hearing these two words, Song was stunned, subconsciously looked up at him, and a sentence unconsciously came out of his mouth.

"Third master, have you been stolen?"