For seven consecutive days, Xinglian almost didn't step out of the room.

Jingyuan comes every day, except that she broke the purple clay pot and never came back after he left that time, he had to travel seven or eight times a day.

At first, Xing Lian drove him away, but over time, he went with him. Anyway, after driving him away, he came again in a short while.

In the first two days, Jingyuan also tried to talk to Xinglian, but Huihui was verbally whispered, either asking him to get out or sarcastically. The ferocious beast was never angry, but in the end he became more and more silent. Sometimes when he came, he would sit by the table, either peel an apple or pour her a cup of tea. He didn't dare to say anything more, and just kept it quietly beside her.

Of course, Xinglian had never eaten the fruits he peeled or drank the water he poured. After a day, the tea was cold and the fruits were no longer fresh, so he took them away consciously.

On this day, Xinglian was still practicing cross-legged. His injuries were cured very quickly, and the mysterious spiritual power in his body also recovered very quickly. When he opened his eyes for a round of operation, he saw Jingyuan sitting next to him without surprise.

Jing Yuan pursed his lips, as if he had something to say, but he looked like he didn't know how to speak. Xing Lian ignored him and got out of bed and walked towards the door.

It has been seven days. She hasn't seen Shuangchi again since she fell into a coma that day, and she doesn't know how he is now.

As soon as she reached the door, someone opened the door from outside. When she looked up, she saw that it was the Shuang Chi who was going out to find it.

Shuangchi's eyes lit up when he saw her. It was obvious that it was because he hadn't seen her for a long time and he was a little worried about her.

"Xiao Xing'er." He raised his hand and stroked her hair, "How is your injury?"

Xing Lian raised his eyebrows, patted the restless hand on his head, and glanced at him sideways, "Although I don't know how you did it to sew such a big hole in my chest, but the good ones are still there."

"Is that?" The person at the door smiled slightly, but he didn't look very happy. "I hope you don't get better so quickly."

Originally, he could not meet Xinglian, but this time Jingyuan made an exception and asked him to come here for one thing, one thing that he had been obsessed with for hundreds of years.

She was wondering, but there was a movement behind her. The person who was originally sitting in the chair stood up and slowly walked to the two of them, "Chen'er, I have something to say to you."

The smile on her face was instantly calmed down, and she didn't look back and said coldly: "I don't want to listen."

"Chen'er..."

"Get out."

This is the most common thing she has said to him during her period.

To be honest, if this beast soul bead was not in her body, maybe what would happen to this world? The ferocious beast Mirror Abyss has nothing to do with her in the end. She is not a compassionate person and is not interested in these ancient grievances.

But she couldn't stay out of the matter.

The Beast Soul Pearl made her suffer. From the beginning of Jing Yue being knocked unconscious by Cang Li in Shengliu Academy, she was stared at by the people from Xueyan Palace in the palace. These were all things she could not let go. Not to mention the Xueyan Palace and her party, she and Si Fengjingyan almost died because of the beast poison.

She could ignore whether the irrelevant people were dead or alive, but she could not bear the slightest harm of those who value them. Now, the source of the damage was behind her. If it weren't for the huge gap in strength, she might have killed him thousands or hundreds of times.

Shuangchi looked at the two of them, sighed indescribably, leaned against the door frame and hugged his shoulders. What should come is always coming, but it depends on how Xinglian decides.
Chapter completed!