“... You saved me?"

Song Ci was still a little unconscious, his eyes were as confused as the beginning of chaos, and he instinctively held the finger that Lin Suisui put on his forehead.

The tentacles were cold, and there was a hint of trembling. The fingers are slender, which is extremely suitable for pinching and cultivating immortals.

He thought so and asked, "Do you want to cultivate immortals?"

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Suisui withdrew his hand, and all of them were right. She is basically sure that this person is Song Ci, the mortal fetus of the Divine Monarch of Dream Ci!

Although he was saved by mistake, he had to pay off his family's debts again.

This favor adds favor, even if he doesn't get involved in mundane things, he will not be categorically rejected for the art of immortality.

You must know that according to what is written in the book, Mengci Shenjun has always been the most disgusted with the impure heart of cultivating immortals and opportunistic people.

Even Lin Yueyue, the heroine of the original text, barely gained the art of immortality with the heroine's aura and human talent.

Not to mention that she is such a dead female partner.

That's right, silver can't be saved. Gotta buy a double insurance!

Lin Suisui made up his mind, and the smile on his face became more and more kind, "How could Childe be in the night demon's carriage?"

"It's a long story, it's all Song didn't notice anything, and he was scattered by this demon clan. Thank you, girl, for coming to the rescue!"

Song Ci's voice was already clear and pleasant, but now because the residual poison has not been cleared, it has added a bit of gentleness.

He barely managed to hold the ground with his hands, but he couldn't resist the force of the medicine, and sat back down again. It's just that it's so embarrassing, and it just adds a little bit of beauty to him.

Lin Suisui remembered the embarrassed appearance he had just woken up after the explosion, and couldn't help but sigh: This person can't be compared!

She stretched out her hand and pulled up the shaky Song Ci, saying that it was strange.

As long as she was close, Song Ci was extremely relieved, and her whole body was much more comfortable.

But he prides himself on being a gentleman, and he has never been so close to a woman, and he subconsciously wants to take off Lin Suisui's hand.

Lin Suisui didn't stop her, she was also curious about why the blue light passed from her body into Song Ci's body.

The fingers were about to be released, and Song Cigang's upright body immediately fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Lin Suisui stretched out his hand to stop his waist and hugged Song Ci, seeing that he had the strength to push himself away.

I see!

She let go suddenly, and Song Ci fell to the ground solidly, he frowned but didn't blame Lin Suisui.

It seems that the blue light must have created some kind of connection between the two.

Some resemble the feeling of complementing each other.

Lin Suisui was ecstatic in his heart, if he said this, even if he didn't have a spiritual root in the future, with this connection, it would not be difficult to increase his spiritual power!

But she can't tell Song Ci so arrogantly, otherwise according to his character. Will definitely find a way to cut off this connection.

Outwitted! Must be outwitted!

First of all, rely on this kind of connection, so that Song Ci is used to taking himself. Then wait for your spiritual power to succeed, and then it's not too late to cut off contact. Maybe you can become an immortal!

She made up her mind, and immediately felt aggrieved on her face, with a look of wanting to stretch out her hand but not daring, she hesitated and said, "Song Gongzi is afraid of ruining the reputation of the little girl?"

Song Ci's eyes were silent, and he looked at Lin Suisui without saying a word.

"The son is thoughtful, and the little girl is grateful. It's just that here is a wilderness, and there will be other demons coming if you can't keep it. Fortunately, the carriage is still there, why don't you send your son home first?"

Lin Suisui didn't wait for Song Ci to reply, he picked up the sleeping Luo Luo by himself, and struggled to carry her into the carriage.

Fortunately, although the horse was frightened, it had not yet run far.

Lin Suisui knew that it was not possible to break the defense of men and women in Song Ci overnight, and she was not in a hurry to urge.

Only one man brought back the horse, and put the carriage on the horse.

Beads of sweat continued to drip down her cheeks, and she wiped her face with her sleeve, secretly glad that the hole in the carriage just now was not too big, and the horse did not run far. Otherwise, I'm really going to sleep on the streets tonight.

Song Ci still didn't speak, and his eyes were closed.

Looks like he's determined to lie here for the night.

This man is more stubborn than expected.

Lin Suisui squatted beside him, pondering what to say in order to get Song Ci obediently into the car.

"Miss Lin doesn't have to care about Song, just take others home quickly. ”

As if sensing Lin Suisui's breath, Song Ci involuntarily moved to her feet, but his head stubbornly tilted to the side. He didn't dare to relax his spirit, and closed his eyes and refused to look at Lin Suisui.

Ever since Lin Suisui appeared, he had a sense of closeness.

This feeling is the first time he has it, if he asks how he feels.

Song Ci frowned, it was indeed difficult to get used to.

Lin Suisui looked at Song Ci with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

She is not a pipa spirit, and he is not Tang Sanzang, who will show this bitter hatred?

Come to think of it, without the loot of the Night Demon, Lin Suisui's life would still be pinned on this person.

She sighed, she didn't want to use this trick. Now it doesn't seem like it works.

"Does Song Gongzi have a family or a favorite person?"

Lin Suisui pinched his tone and tried his best to be pitiful. Don't say how Song Ci sounds, she herself is disgusted in her heart first.

"Song Mou yearns for cultivating immortals, and he has never cared about mundane things. ”

Song Ci opened his eyes and said frankly: "Miss Lin doesn't have to care about Song, Song is born with a body, and lying down all night will not get in the way." But girl, if you don't go back soon, the family will be in a hurry. ”

"Song Gongzi is dedicated to the Tao, and so is the little girl. Lin Suisui's face sank like water, and he smiled faintly, "It is not only a cultivation of immortals, but also a cultivation of the heart." How can you let go of Gongzi and ignore it, since Song Gongzi has many concerns, the little girl is rude. ”

Lin Suisui leaned over, and under Song Ci's gradually surprised gaze, it was like a dragonfly skimming the corners of his soft lips.

She behaved boldly, so shocked that Song Ci couldn't say a word for a long time, only "you, you, you, you ......" for a long time, and turned her face and refused to look at her again.

"I think Childe also found out, if I touch Childe, the medicinal power on Childe's body will be reduced. ”

Lin Suisui had a nasal voice, and the whole person was also depressed, "Since the son refuses to let the little girl support her, the little girl has no choice but to take this step, hoping that the medicinal power in the child's body can be reduced." ”

"In Childe's heart, he must feel that the little girl behaves irregularly. ”

Lin Suisui sat on the ground with her buttocks, and she was really a little sad, "The little girl also thought that women should be quiet and behave properly. Childe, do you know what kind of ending I got in exchange for this?"

Song Ci opened his eyes lightly, and saw a teardrop on Lin Suisui's eyelashes, which was about to fall.

"It's okay to be abandoned by her fiancé, but the person who doesn't want to intervene is her half-sister. ”

Lin Suisui put into the last emotion of the original body before he died, and only felt that his heart hurt to the extreme, "Who cares if I live or die." ”

She cried so passionately that her tears smashed to the ground like pearls with broken threads.

Although Song Ci is not vulgar, it does not mean that there is no compassion.

He frowned, but finally relented, "Then ask Miss Lin to send me home." ”