"Little Lin?"
"Sister?"
From time to time, intermittent calls could be heard by my side.
Xin Lin's eyelids fluttered as she opened her eyes, and what came into view were two faces, one large and one small.
Little Xinzhuo's eyes were swollen from crying, and Shi Guiren was occasionally wiping at the corners of her eyes.
Last night, Shi Guiren heard noises and felt something was amiss.
As soon as the day broke, she got up to check on Xin Lin and found her passed out on the ground, unconscious.
Shi Guiren was scared out of her wits.
"Ah Zhuo, Shi Guiren, don't worry, I was just careless during my cultivation."
Xin Lin's voice was hoarse. She found herself lying on the bed, already changed into clean clothes.
But her entire body felt as if it had been rolled over by a cart; even lifting her fingers was difficult.
Fortunately, that dreadful Fu Xi's Energy inside her had dissipated.
"Sister, waah, you scared me to death."
Little Xinzhuo embraced Xin Lin, crying profusely.
