"Jinglan, it's very uncomfortable?"

Xiao Jinglan was so powerful that he couldn't control himself and knocked over the screen, which showed how uncomfortable he felt.

Xiao Jinglan didn't even have the strength to say anything, and just nodded slightly.

He didn't hurt, nor did he have any other symptoms, he was just nausea and dizzy. Even if he sat here, everything around him seemed to be rotating, so that he couldn't even stand steadily.

"faint."

He spoke gently, looking sick, and even though he had serious injuries, he had never experienced it in the past six years.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his wet hair thread was pressed against his jade-like pale cheeks, and his whole body was weak from the inside out.

He really couldn't sit still, leaning against Feng Wuyou's arms, and his weight was really pressing against Feng Wuyou.

Suddenly, he leaned over and started to retching to the ground.

"Haha..." "Jinglan..." Feng Wuyou quickly supported him and shouted at Cheng Zhijie: "Get the water quickly!"

Cheng Zhijie was already panicked and was so ignorant that he responded quickly when he heard the order and rushed to the table to pour water.

Xiao Jinglan spitted a few sips, but didn't spit out anything. He just took Feng Wuyou's hand and rinsed it, and signaled that he didn't want to drink any more.

He had dizziness and felt even more uncomfortable in his stomach, and he couldn't even drink a sip of water.

Xiao Jinglan has always been strong. If it weren't for being really unbearable, it wouldn't be possible to show this way in front of others.

Feng Wuyou was just as clinging to something.

"Zinglan, you go to bed first, and it will be more comfortable if you fall asleep."

After saying that, she reached out and lit Xiao Jinglan a few times.

Xiao Jinglan's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he tilted his head over Feng Wuyou's shoulders.

Feng Wuyou carefully put him down, looked at his sweaty cheeks, and his heart tightly twisted.

He took a handkerchief to wipe away the sweat, and asked someone to take dry clothes over, let everyone else go out, change his clothes, and pull the quilt, and Feng Wuyou took him out.

Outside the door, Cheng Zhijie and others were watching anxiously.

They really didn't expect that a small fountain would have such a big deal.

"Empress, how about the emperor?"

Cheng Zhijie looked at Feng Wuyou expectantly. The Empress knew medical skills and must have taken the emperor's pulse just now.

Feng Wuyou shook his head: "The pulse is normal, and there is no problem."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhijie and others became even more worried.

What is the reason? None of them is okay, but Xiao Jinglan, who has excellent martial arts skills and unfathomable strength, has such a serious reaction?

"Is there someone who had such severe symptoms as the emperor before?"

Feng Wuyou knew that she could not be confused, so he calmed down and asked.

"This... has never been."

The emperor's symptoms were too serious. The one who reacted the most severely was not as serious as the emperor's symptoms.

Such a strong person can't even stand by himself now.

"How many days does this symptom usually last?"

Maybe, I just don’t get used to it when I first dipped in the spring, and it will get better later.

"Maximum three days."

Cheng Zhijie immediately replied: "Although the symptoms start early and late, from the onset to the end of the symptoms, it can last up to three days!"

"I understand. You guys will arrange for someone to guard it. Let's wait for two days first."

After Feng Wuyou finished speaking, she asked Yun Jiu and Cheng Zhijie to send someone to enclose all the rooms where Xiao Jinglan was recuperating, but she took Lu Yin and walked directly to Lingquan.

If you want Xiao Jinglan to get better, you must understand the cause of the disease.

She wanted to go and see what the difference is in this spiritual spring.

Huijiu arranged a guide for them. When he heard that Feng Wuyou was going to Lingquan, the barbarian showed a strange expression.

"I... advise the Empress... not to go..." The barbarian would say something about Tian Lan, but he was not very fluent.

Feng Wuyou glanced at him and asked directly in a mana language: "Why can't you go?"

The barbarian was stunned, but he didn't expect that Feng Wuyou would say what they said.

Feng Wuyou looked faint, and he didn't think that this skill was anything great.

The temple is related to the wilderness, and there are many secret techniques in the temple are related to the wilderness. The key to saving Helanjiu is probably in the wilderness.

There is also Chu Xuan. After he traveled through time, he was in the wilderness first. The wilderness might have the secret of him traveling through time.

No matter how sooner or later, Feng Wuyou will definitely come. It is normal to learn the words of the wild in advance.

She was originally a careful and meticulous personality, so how could she not lay a solid foundation in advance?

The barbarian was surprised and then reacted to Feng Wuyou's problem and said, "I didn't adapt to the wilderness, I feel uncomfortable when I go to Lingquan."

Just soaking the spiritual spring water will make people uncomfortable, let alone getting close to the spiritual spring.

In fact, it is not just the newcomers, but also the wilderness people, which are uncomfortable when they are too close to Lingquan.

So their tribes are all built near the Spirit Spring, but they will never be very close.

"It's okay, take me there first."

If it was just this reason, Feng Wuyou wouldn't care.

Lu Yin and other Qian Jiwei who followed him said that it would be uncomfortable to soak in Lingquan water.

Some people had symptoms on the spot and stayed to rest.

All the people who are following me are still good now.

Feng Wuyou also soaked in the spiritual spring water, without any feeling.

No one is like her.

Lingquan does not have any effect on her.

This is still a guess now. You can verify it when you arrive at the edge of the spiritual spring.

"Let's go."

Feng Wuyou stopped saying anything and let the barbarians lead the way.

When the barbarians saw Feng Wuyou not listening to advice, they were too lazy to meddle in other people's business and opened the way forward.

After walking for more than half an hour, someone suddenly fell down.

Feng Wuyou turned his head, Qian Ji's face turned pale, and he was still forcing him to stand up.

"I'm fine, I don't have to... vomit..." He held the big tree and retching in pain.

He didn't want to be so useless, but his physical reaction could not deceive people.

“Very uncomfortable?”

Feng Wuyou rushed over immediately and held his pulse.

The pulse is peaceful and there is no abnormality, but it is not a false feeling.

The Thousand-faced Guard was ashamed. He was not at the bottom of the Thousand-Mechan Guard, but was very outstanding.

Why was he the first person to fall?

This vein is the same as Xiao Jinglan.

All are normal, but the body is uncomfortable.

I want to prescribe some medicine to relieve it, but I can’t start.

Feng Wuyou looked around the others and his eyes jumped.

"You guys are all feeling bad, too?"

Not only the fallen Qian Jiwei's face was pale, but the others were not much better.

"Empress, I can!"

Lu Yin immediately spoke, using his strength to force a little blood on his face.

Her face had not returned to normal yet, and she turned around suddenly.

"Vomit..." She also held the tree and started to retching.

She was almost angry and was fine when she was not exercising her qi. Once she exercised her qi, her symptoms worsened.

Now that this is the case, the Empress will definitely not let her follow her again.

"You have not adapted to the wilderness and want to go to the Spirit Spring, which will definitely be uncomfortable."

The barbarian guide leaned over and said, "It will be even more uncomfortable to move forward."
To be continued...