The girl looked at the young man and showed a soft smile: "Are you awake?"

The young man looked at the girl, his lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

"You are a little weak, don't hurry."

The girl said.

She took out a small jade bottle from her arms, and a rich fragrance floated out. The girl's movements were very gentle. The small jade bottle reached to the young man's mouth, slightly tilted, and transparent juice flowed into the young man's mouth.

"This is Baihua Liquid, which should be helpful to you."

The girl said.

The girl's voice was very soft and she smiled quietly.

As the flower liquid entered the body, the young man's face quickly became rosy.

"Here...you are..."

The young man spoke.

"Ye Qingrou, where are you?"

The girl said.

The young man opened his mouth and after a while, he spit out three words: "Jiang Xiaofan."

"oh."

The girl said oh, then stopped talking, and looked at the young man quietly.

The young man also looked at the girl. The girl was about eighteen years old, and her delicate body was as light and tender as a jade willow. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was perfect. The girl's black glow was mesmerizing, and naturally spread her waist. She was wearing a white dress, as beautiful as a fairy walking out of the painting, quiet and moving.

But at this moment, the young man seems to have no mood to appreciate.

"Yaah!"

On his chest, the little guy hummed with dissatisfaction, feeling that he had been forgotten.

"Huanghuang, come here."

The girl said to the little guy.

The little guy let out another "baum", moved his legs, and jumped upright to the girl's shoulder.

The young man looked at the girl and said, "I want to be alone, can I?"

"Okay, I'll call you at supper."

The girl said.

Then the girl walked out and gently covered the door.

The girl left, and the room seemed even stranger.

The young man looked at the roof, his eyes flashed with loneliness and vicissitudes.

"I'm alive."

He whispered to himself softly.

He is Jiang Xiaofan, Tiandao. He was already dead, but he came back to life.

He stretched out his right hand and gently snatched it.

All the power disappeared.

"It became a mortal again."

He whispered.

Sweeping through the small room and looking at the strange clothes on his body, Jiang Xiaofan suddenly felt that he was still lucky. He should have died and was still alive. Although he had lost his strength, he met a kind-hearted girl.

If it is another stranger, will he care about him?

He lay in a strange room, thinking about familiar old friends, at least, they were all safe.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the pictures echoed in his mind.

Soon, the sky became dark...

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

There was a knock on the door outside the room, and then a pleasant voice came in.
Chapter completed!