After some conditioning, the residual poison was removed from both of their bodies, but Hu Ling'er's throat was left with sequelae.
Perhaps the poison seeped into her throat while taking drugs. After the burning sensation in her throat and the numbness of her tongue disappeared, her throat was broken.
The originally crisp and melodious voice became slightly hoarse and condensed, giving it a lazy and sleepy sound.
"Ling, I'm really sorry. I will definitely find a way to cure your throat." Jian Xinan looked full of guilt.
But Hu Ling'er shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it's not like I can't speak, and I think my voice is very flavorful and sexy now."
"Sexy?" Jian Xinan was speechless. Can this word also be used to describe a voice?
"By the way, when will your flowers bloom? Isn't it okay if you don't stay there?" Hu Ling'er knew that Jian Xinan came here to pick that strange flower, but recently he only focused on healing himself.
, it seems that I have never been there.
Jian Xinan smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, I've arranged everything..."
As soon as the word "good" fell, the bell that had been hanging in the cave suddenly rang.
Hu Ling'er looked over instinctively, but Jian Xinan jumped up from the ground, "Ling, you are really my lucky star. The flowers bloom as soon as I mention them. I will go pick them right away. Just wait for me to come back."
After saying these words excitedly, Jian Xinan rushed out of the cave and ran towards the cliff.
She had been curious about what this bell was hanging here, and it turned out that it was a signal bell set by Jian Xinan.
Although she was extremely curious about that strange flower, since Jian Xinan asked her to wait here, she couldn't follow it.
Time passed little by little, and Jian Xinan had not come back yet. Hu Ling'er was not worried, after all, this person's ability must be several times stronger than what he knew.
Leaning on the cool stone bed, Hu Ling'er blinked slower and slower, and finally fell asleep slowly.
Red, dazzling red everywhere, Hu Ling'er found herself in a space surrounded by red light. Everywhere she looked, there was nothing but red.
She didn't know where she was, so she could only move forward step by step.
I don't know how long it took, but a vague figure seemed to appear in the red light, slowly walking towards her, getting closer and closer.
It was a tall figure, with a purple shirt fluttering and black hair flying...a face gradually appeared in the red light.
Hu Ling'er looked over intently, but before she could see clearly, her feet suddenly became empty and she fell straight down.
"Ling'er!"
Desperate calls came along with the sound of the wind. As she was falling, Hu Ling'er found that she couldn't make any sound and could only watch as she got further and further away from the figure.
Grief swept over me, a heart-wrenching pain that people couldn't let go of.
At this moment, a fierce red light shot out from her right hand. Hu Ling'er looked down and saw that the palm of her hand was glowing with red light. In the red light, a lotus petal and a lotus heart were vaguely visible.
A lotus with only one leaf?
"Ling, what's wrong with you?"
Hearing Jian Xinan's voice, Hu Ling'er trembled and opened her eyes.
As if his eyes had not yet adapted to the red light just now, he looked at Jian Xinan blankly for a long time, and then looked down at his palms.
But at this moment, there was nothing in the open palm.