"How dare you?"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and even the furious He Fei stopped moving and turned to look at Baili Xiyao who was still sitting on the chair.
"I have guarded this treasure for a thousand years, but I came to the human world to nourish my soul."
"How dare you hurt him like this? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to overturn the heavens?"
Originally, everyone thought that the 'you' Baili Xiyao was referring to were Zhen Linye and Zhen Qi, but Baili Xiyao's next two sentences stunned everyone.
My true self?
world?
Heaven?
What the hell???
Then, everyone saw a silver-white mark shaped like a hexagram faintly appearing between Baili Xiyao's eyebrows.
"If it weren't for the little immortal, I would have broken the seal," Baili Xiyao said, with a scarlet flash in his eyes, "What can you do to me?" His slender jade fingers lightly touched the mark between his eyebrows, and his red lips muttered a difficult spell.
In half a minute, the hexagram between Baili Xiyao's eyebrows shattered and dissipated inch by inch.
As the mark dissipated, the murderous aura that was already strong around Baili Xiyao became even stronger. Everyone present felt as if they were in hell, enveloped by endless darkness and fear.
suddenly!
A figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the basement. He was dressed in a white robe, surrounded by white mist, and had handsome features. After quickly scanning everyone, he quickly walked to Baili Xiyao's side and bowed. His voice was as clear as a spring, "This little immortal greets your majesty. I wonder what important matter you summoned me for?"
Hearing this, Baili Xiyao raised his eyes and looked directly at the person who came, his phoenix eyes cold, "Let this world's divine envoy come to see me"
The visitor hesitated, seemingly unsure how to report. After a long pause, he finally said, "Your Excellency, the Divine Envoy of this world has disappeared. The specific reason has not yet been determined."
After waiting for a while without seeing Baili Xiyao speak, the visitor mustered up the courage to look at Baili Xiyao. After just one glance, he lowered his head in shock and asked hurriedly, "But what happened?"
Hearing the question, Baili Xiyao flipped his hand and conjured up a misty crystal ball which he waved towards the person who came. The trajectory of this world dissipated before the person's eyes.
A moment later, before the visitor could digest the information, Baili Xiyao began to question, his tone cold and violent, "Si Ming, you were the ones who told me that the little immortal's damaged soul could achieve twice the result with half the effort by undergoing tribulations and cultivating in the human world. What was the result?"
"I, in response to your request, voluntarily sealed my magical powers, just to ensure that the little immortal's fate in the human world is happy and fulfilling. What is the result?"
"Now that I've discovered you, you're trying to escape responsibility by saying, 'This world's divine envoy has disappeared'?"
As Baili Xiyao angrily questioned this, thunder roared over the sunny sky above the imperial capital, followed by a violent storm. The people of the imperial capital were left bewildered, wondering, why is there suddenly lightning and thunder in the middle of winter?
Siming knew that it would be a mistake to say more at this time, so he simply did not explain, but knelt down and said repeatedly: "Your Majesty, please calm down."
"Get out!" Baili Xiyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and when Siming was leaving, he said, "Find the messenger of God from this world and ask him to come and see me."
Siming nodded in agreement. Glancing back, he saw Baili Xiyao's face sullen, yet he had also subdued his aura. The warm sun returned to the imperial capital, as if the thunderstorm had just been a dream. Siming couldn't discern Baili Xiyao's thoughts, so he returned to Siming Hall to search for the divine messenger of this realm.
Although Baili Xiyao, who was still in the basement, did not show it on his face, he secretly planted the seeds of doubt in his heart.
There was silence in the basement. Except for Baili Xiyao, everyone had not yet recovered from the shock.
It doesn't mean...
Is it forbidden to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China?
Could it be that someone exploited a regulatory bug and became something more than a spirit?
Ding-ling-ling...
The ringing of a phone broke the silence, and everyone in the basement came to their senses and took out their phones to check.
Oh, not mine.
Oh, it's not mine either.
Don't look at me, it's not mine.
Baili Xiyao looked at the words 'Xiao Rui' on the screen, his heart tightening. He quickly opened the call and asked anxiously, "Baby, is there something wrong?"
"No, no, Boss, President Mo is fine. He just woke up. Doctor Lin is examining him right now."
"I'll be there soon"
As soon as he finished speaking, Baili Xiyao disappeared without a trace, leaving the He family and their group looking at each other in bewilderment, unable to recover from what they had seen.
In the end, He Yishuang was the first to come back to his senses. "From what Xiyao just said, my brother seems to have woken up."
The group of people finally reacted and rushed towards the hospital.
Only Xiao Jiu and Xiao Shiyi were left to deal with Zhen Qi.
Outside the intensive care unit.
In just a blink of an eye, Xiao Rui, who was guarding outside the ICU, saw Baili Xiyao appear out of thin air in front of him, which really scared him.
But soon, he reacted and stood up immediately, "Boss."
"Yeah," Baili Xiyao responded, his gaze falling on He Mozhao, whose body was mostly blocked by the doctor. The coldness in his eyes dissipated, and was replaced by tenderness and doting.
About ten minutes later, the doctor who examined He Mozhao came out. Seeing Baili Xiyao, he smiled and said, "The preliminary examination is good. I just drew blood. Once the blood test results come out, you can be transferred to the general ward."
"Well," Baili Xiyao turned to look at Lin Linsen, "Can I go in and see him now?"
"Okay, I'll have someone take you to change into sterile clothes." After saying that, Lin Linsen waved to a nurse and asked her to take Baili Xiyao to change into sterile clothes.
In the intensive care unit.
He Mozhao, who was about to take a rest with his eyes downcast, heard the door open. He looked up and saw the girl he had been thinking about looking at him tenderly. He wanted to raise his hand to hook the girl's hand, but found that he was weak all over. He tried to move his fingertips, but to no avail.
As soon as Baili Xiyao saw the look in He Mozhao's eyes, he knew what he wanted to do. He immediately stepped forward and took the initiative to hold He Mozhao's cold palm. His cold voice was now tinged with tenderness and warmth. "Baby, are you cold?"
As she spoke, Baili Xiyao slowly transferred her magic power through the two people's clasped hands. He Mozhao, who was lying on the hospital bed, only felt endless warmth coming from the hand that the girl was holding, and even the fatigue in his body was relieved a lot.
Although He Mozhao was confused, he didn't ask any more questions. When he heard Baili Xiyao's question, he shook his head slightly and said, "It's not cold."
"You're lying. Your hands are so cold and you say they're not." Baili Xiyao said as he stroked He Mozhao's thin cheek. The delicate and slightly cool touch under his palm gave Baili Xiyao some concrete thoughts, no longer the lonely feeling of waiting outside the door these days. "The meat I worked so hard to raise for you is gone again. Don't be picky about food after you are discharged from the hospital this time."
Feeling the unconcealed tenderness in Baili Xiyao's tone, He Mozhao replied softly, "Okay."
The two of them whispered to each other for a while, until He Mozhao could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep. Baili Xiyao slowly released He Mozhao's bony palm, stared at his gauze-wrapped wrist, and brushed his palm across it. The wound under the gauze was completely healed and restored to its original state.
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