I don't know how long it took, but Zheng Zinuo slowly opened his eyes. His vision was hazy, his mouth was slightly bitter, and there was a salty taste. His nose also felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but cough a few times.

"Huh? He's awake, look, he's awake." Hearing Zheng Zinuo coughing, a girl's voice rang out.

"Ah? He's awake. Thank God, he finally woke up." Another woman, who was obviously a little older, said immediately, seemingly a little excited, "Liu'er, go and ask Elder Fang to come over and take a look."

"Okay." The girl named Liu'er replied and left in a hurry.

"Little brother, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?" After Liu'er left, the woman sat beside the bed and asked.

"Ahem...my brother...brother..." Zheng Zinuo was still very unconscious. He only felt that his head was dizzy, as if something had been forcefully stuffed inside, making his head feel like it was splitting in pain.

a feeling of.

"Ah..." He shook his head vigorously, and a sharp stabbing pain came from his brain. Before he could turn over, he passed out again.

"Ah? Little brother... little brother..." The woman was shocked, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zheng Zinuo woke up again. This time his head was much clearer. He didn’t have the same painful feeling as last time, but he seemed to have been poured a lot of paste, which made him very energetic.

It was difficult to concentrate. It was vague, and there seemed to be a weak voice calling him in his mind.

"Brother, brother..." With his eyes closed, Zheng Zinuo shouted several times blindly.

"Ah? Brother, you're awake!" Surprisingly, this time, it was not the voices of the two girls last time, but Zheng Zizhou's voice.

"Brother..." Hearing the familiar and kind voice, Zheng Zinuo, who was still very vague in consciousness, suddenly woke up and suddenly opened his hazy eyes. What appeared in his eyes was that extremely familiar and tender face.

Xiaolian is not his brother Zheng Zizhou, but he is who he is.

When Zheng Zizhou saw that his younger brother finally woke up, he burst into tears of joy. He hurriedly turned to a tall girl wearing a white gown, with her hair tied up high, and a very delicate appearance. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old and shouted: "

Sister Liu'er, my brother is awake."

"Oh, I'm awake. I'll call Elder Fang right away. Don't worry." Liu'er replied hurriedly, then turned around and left.

"Zino, are you okay?" After Liu'er left, Zheng Zizhou helped Zheng Zinuo up with tears in his eyes and asked with concern.

"Ahem..." Zheng Zinuo coughed a few times, forced a smile, sat up and replied, "I'm fine, brother, but my head is still a little dizzy. Brother, where are we?"

"Still a little dizzy? Then lie down and rest quickly. Elder Fang will come over to check you soon." Hearing this, Zheng Zizhou nervously asked Zheng Zinuo to lie down again and replied, "After we fell into the sea that day,

I just held you on a small board and kept floating until I didn’t even know where it was. When I woke up, we were already on Lingyin Island."

"Lingyin Island? Where is it?" After Zheng Zinuo lay down, his consciousness was much clearer.

"I don't know where it is." Zheng Zizhou shook his head and replied, "It's just that there is a large sect on this island called Lingyin Sect. We were rescued by people from Lingyin Sect." After that, he was a little confused.

He looked at Zheng Zinuo's eyebrows in confusion, but did not see the sword-shaped birthmark at all. He thought to himself, "Maybe I was too nervous at the time and had an illusion."
Chapter completed!