(Girls' Literature)

When this Yanhuang sword pierced into Wu Ling's body, there was no blood at all, but the sword body kept making a buzzing sound!

This sounded a little scary, Chu Yi looked at the situation in front of him very worriedly, for fear that something would happen to Wu Ling!

But Wu Ling still looked normal, neither painful nor uncomfortable, and stood by in a daze, as if frightened by this scene.

And in the next moment, the Yanhuang Sword slowly disappeared from Wu Ling's body!

Gradually, it turned into a phantom, and then vanished! Completely out of Chu Yi's sight!

"Oh, Wuling!" Chu Yi's eyes widened in fright, and his mouth squeaked and he didn't know what to say!

What's wrong with this Yanhuang Sword! Why did you suddenly stab Wu Ling! And it's hidden inside Wu Ling's body!

Wu Ling blinked her eyes and looked at Chu Yi, who was staring at her at this time, and smiled slightly.

As if nothing had happened, he smiled so calmly!

Chu Yi was even more nervous when he saw this smile, and even his palms were slightly sweaty, and he wanted to step forward to help him, but he was so stunned that he couldn't even move his feet, and his whole body was cold!

Wu Ling was also stiff at this time, and was stabbed by a sword inexplicably, although it was not very painful, but he felt that the blood of his whole body was boiling!

I don't know why I felt uncomfortable, and the feeling of vomiting became more and more intense, so I turned around and lay on the railing and retched!

Only then did Chu Yi react, and hurriedly rushed over, patting Wu Ling's and asking, "How are you?" Would you like to take you to the doctor? ”

Wu Ling was busy throwing up, and she didn't have time to reply to Chu Yi's words, but she also shook her head insistently, feeling that she didn't need to see a doctor.

I've never experienced anything like this before, Wu Ling thinks, if you can't go, you won't go!

After coughing violently a few times, Wu Ling felt a scorching heat in her belly! It's like a fire!

Even such a hot witch can feel the burning pain of this fire!

Her stomach was churning for a while, and the inside of her stomach was the same as when her mother said that she was born with Wu Ling!

It's like a small sun, about to arch out!

But this little sun is not going down, but up, as my mother said!

After passing, Wu Ling's stomach then jumped upward, supporting the esophagus and going up!

The esophagus is so small that it even affects the trachea! It's hard to breathe!

Wu Ling was stiffened and vomited even more by this strange feeling, and even began to cough dryly!

Then, in the midst of a violent cough, a red light shone out of his mouth! Then a golden-red stone ball that shone with a violent red light burst out!

Chu Yi was stunned in place, and he couldn't even believe the scene in front of him!

What's going on here? Wu Ling spit it out, what is this?!

Wu Ling was also stunned, not shocked, but stupid.

Chu Yi didn't notice Wu Ling, but felt surprised in his heart.

Could it be another form of that sword?

Chu Yi knew in his heart that this sword had some relationship with Wu Ling, but he didn't expect it to have such a relationship!

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to stab Wu Ling's body!

Although it didn't cause any bloodshed, it was in the blood! Turned into this weird red ball and spit out of the esophagus!

All of this is really hard to believe!

It's the red ball, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the sword at this time!

Both the pattern and the texture look crystal bright, which is different from the gloom of the Yanhuang Sword.

And Wu Ling, who spit out this little red ball, suddenly rolled her eyes and looked at the sky.

Jean felt that the sky and scenery above his entire head were shaking, and after shaking like an earthquake for a while, Wu Ling realized that he had a violent dizziness.

Immediately, as soon as his eyes were closed, he lay on his back on the ground and fainted.

Chu Yi was so frightened that he immediately rushed forward, avoiding Wu Ling's contact with the floor and catching her body.

But at the moment when Wu Ling lost her strength, the red ball also seemed to have lost its aura, and fell to the ground with a click, no longer circling and flipping in the air.

Chu Yi reached out and grabbed the red ball, and then carried Wu Ling into the room.

After steadily putting Wu Ling on the bed, she felt that Wu Ling's breathing was quite smooth, maybe it was just the recent tossing and fatigue that made her feel a little uncomfortable and couldn't accept it and fainted, Chu Yi was relieved.

Now the research is, what is this ball that Wu Ling spit out?

And what does the Yanhuang Sword have to do with this ball?

But what made people feel depressed was that Chu Yi sat in front of the bed and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything unusual about this little red ball!

Ever since Wu Ling passed out, the ball has been motionless and non-emitting light like an ordinary toy ball.

Aside from the fact that its color is fiery red, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with Wu Ling.

This makes people unable to develop associations, so they can only hold it and hesitate.

It wasn't until the night was falling that Wu Ling woke up and blinked her eyes to look to the side.

When she saw Chu Yi, she just subconsciously turned her head.

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, didn't understand what Wu Ling meant at this time?

I could only ask: "How are you?" Still disgusting? Still uncomfortable? ”

"It's okay, it's much better." Wu Ling's answer was faint, as if she didn't care, and she didn't have to care at all.

Chu Yi looked at Wu Ling's expression and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything was wrong.

Wu Ling has been dreaming all afternoon, and what she dreamed of in her dream was the little thing that Chu Yi had dreamed about at the beginning.

But Chu Yi looked at what happened in the past, and occasionally told Wu Ling about it, but Wu Ling looked at Hyun Tian, who had carefully raised him in the dream, that is, Rui, and felt that he was indebted.

But Chu Yi couldn't see through Wu Ling's thoughts, and didn't understand why Wu Ling was so detached from him.

I only know that Wu Ling has just woken up now, and I guess that maybe I'm in a bad mood, or maybe it's because I spit out the red ball just now, so I'm not very comfortable.

In short, after comforting himself for more than 1,800 words, he gave up completely, stopped talking to Wu Ling, and turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat for Wu Ling.

Sighing, Chu Yi felt that he was also quite powerful, for so long, Wu Ling had almost never been in the kitchen by herself, and she was all responsible for it herself.

Wu Ling's diet may have become dependent on herself now, right?

Thinking like this, Chu Yi felt a lot better in his heart.

As the days passed, the red ball remained the same as when it was spit out.

Chu Yi kept it well, maybe he would be able to use it one day.

The Yanhuang Sword was completely disappeared at this time, and it may have turned into this small ball.

And Wu Ling is always in these days, and she is becoming more and more detached from Chu Yi.

Chu Yi felt that he would be a little uneasy about this, so he suddenly mustered up the courage one day and said a word to Wu Ling.

"Otherwise, you can marry me, will the two of us get married?"

Wu Ling was startled, the warm tea in her hand almost fell to the ground, panicked, clenched her fists, and her tone panicked.

"What did you say?"

"I said let's get married and form a family, so that the two of us can live together is also justified. You see you've slept with me many times, and in this feudal ancient world, even if we didn't do anything, they decided that the two of us would be husband and wife in the future, so it would be better to get married, okay? ”

It's very simple, there are no flowery words, but Wu Ling was stunned in her heart, and she didn't know how to answer.

Wu Ling froze in place, and in the end, she didn't open her mouth to answer, but simply issued a few syllables.

"Huh? Yes? ”

Wu Ling's words made Chu Yi confused: "What do you mean?" To marry or not to marry? ”

Wu Ling took a few steps back, feeling that she couldn't accept it, so she panicked and answered.

"Can you give me some time to think about it? I can't take it! ”

Chu Yi scratched his head and frowned, thinking that why couldn't he accept this?

Wu Ling has been waiting for herself for more than a thousand years, although she has changed her soul now, but it is also Wu Ling who took the initiative to run to her side!

It's impossible to say, but at the end of the day, do you have to think about it?

Could it be that something has changed?

This thought made Chu Yi feel completely shocked!

No way? Although Wu Ling has always been very uncomfortable, Chu Yi just thinks that Wu Ling may be a little emotionally unstable, not for other reasons.

Now that his marriage proposal has been rejected, Chu Yicai feels that he should think carefully about what kind of things will affect Wu Ling's feelings for him!

But now, it was obviously not a good way to keep asking, so Chu Yi could only choose to let Wu Ling think about this matter silently alone.

Maybe after a few days, Wu Ling will be relieved and agree, right?

Chu Yi thought very well alone, and then said: "Okay, you think about it, I'll go out hunting, and I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

Wu Ling watched Chu Yi go out coldly, and her heartbeat felt faster than ever before,

But at that moment just now, Wu Ling did not agree to Chu Yi's marriage proposal.

It's a knee-jerk reaction, not something that has been decided after some thought.

Wu Ling didn't know how she could finish this matter completely.

I only know that my heart is now completely messed up.

And the concern is still the same.

Chu Yi has been reassuring himself, feeling that Wu Ling will get better after a while, and there will be no big problem.

However, after a few days, Chu Yi realized that he was wrong!

Because after waking up from a sudden day, Wu Ling opened her eyes, looked at Chu Yi vacantly, and asked suspiciously: "Who are you?" ”