Ye Lingtian left.

Early in the morning, Chen Xiaoran woke up from his sleep.

Feeling particularly lonely and alone.

There is a feeling that something beloved is lost.

It seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and she couldn't grasp it at all.

For a moment, Chen Xiaoran was so sad that she cried.

Chen Guiyuan and He Wenqian, who were guarding the ward, immediately approached her.

Chen Xiaoran described her feelings.

He Wenqian analyzed: "Daughter, you must be worried about missing the celebration banquet, so you dreamed about it."

"Well, that must be the case! But what a pity!"

Chen Guiyuan also said.

Chen Xiaoran murmured to himself: "Anyway, I have an inexplicable feeling... maybe it's because I lost other people's blood..."

This is true.

Because what she lost was Ye Lingtian's precious blood.

This precious blood already has spirituality.

Feeling Ye Lingtian's distance made Chen Xiaoran's body react and he felt sad.

Huzhou.

Song Jinglan also had a nightmare, and when she woke up, she was covered in sweat.

"What's wrong, miss?"

Lan Po and a group of servants immediately surrounded her.

Song Jinglan shook his head: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare."

"call!"

She breathed a sigh of relief.

In her dream just now, she dreamed that someone slapped her to death.

She didn't pay much attention.

Isn't it just a dream?

"Huh? Why does your right eyelid keep twitching?"

But soon, Song Jinglan found that her eyelids were twitching violently.

I can't control it at all.

She had chest tightness and panic, always feeling uncomfortable, as if something was about to happen.

"Miss, there is a folk rumor - the left eye jumps to make money, and the right eye jumps to bring disaster..."

A servant said subconsciously.

A pair of eyes immediately looked over: "How outrageous! How dare you mention such folk rumors? And describe it to a young lady?"

Lan Po said angrily: "Young lady has golden branches and jade leaves, and noble blood! How could such a lowly rumor predict it?"

The servant immediately knelt down, breaking out in cold sweat and trembling.

Lan Po looked at Song Jinglan: "Miss, it's probably because you haven't had a good rest recently!"

In recent days, apart from seeing that person, Song Jinglan was organizing the "Martial Arts Conference" held every ten years.

This martial arts conference was hosted by the Song family.

Once every ten years, the purpose is to select martial arts reserves for the Song family.

Attracting the favor of countless martial arts masters.

The Song family is the richest, which means it has the most abundant resources and a high status, and warriors flock to it.

The Song Family Martial Arts Conference is very important, and Song Jinglan didn't even have the opportunity to do so.

After rescuing Song Gongming this time, Song Jinglan took full charge of the martial arts conference.

Recently, in addition to the warriors from Huzhou, there are also warriors from all over the country who are rushing to Huzhou.

There are also many geniuses from Huzhou who have been practicing abroad, and they have to return one after another, just to get tickets to enter the Song family.

Song Jinglan took a deep breath and said: "I think so too, but my chest is tight and short of breath, and I always feel like something is going to happen..."

"Miss, you must be in a high position now and think more, right? What could happen to you?"

Lan Po glanced around: "Even the Supreme Beings are around you! Do you think something will happen?"

When the Earth Supreme was mentioned, Song Jinglan felt much more at ease.

With this person here, I can stop the sky from falling.

What could happen?

In addition, even if she felt something was going to happen, did she think of Ye Lingtian immediately?

After all, Ye Lingtian is zero threat in her eyes.

"Okay, miss, I'll just give you a pair of tranquilizers!"

Song Jinglan nodded.
Chapter completed!