"Linnan, wake up!"

Ye shuisu calls. Her heart was clearly afraid, but now her first thought was not fear, but how to help Fu Linnan.

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When Fu Linnan pressed ye shuisu onto the car body, he clamped ye shuisu's hand.

So that the silver needle in ye shuisu's hand can't be used at all.

She struggled: "Linnan, you let me go! Let me help you!"

But it's no use at all. No matter how hard you struggle, it's no use.

I can only watch Fu Linnan get sick in front of her.

After Fu Linnan pressed ye shuisu onto the car body, he controlled her hand with one hand and waved his fist with the other. He threw it at ye shuisu regardless.

"Ah!" ye shuisu shrieked again.

At this time, Fu Linnan's mind was in chaos and he was not aware of what he was doing.

Everything he saw had a vague double shadow, and everything he heard turned into a buzzing sound in his mind.

All his actions were just a nameless fire in his chest that seemed to devour him and wanted to vent.

The way to vent can be to suck blood.

You can also hit things with your fist.

Ye shuisu was imprisoned by Fu Linnan, and there was no possibility of escape.

Seeing that fist, he was about to hit ye shuisu's forehead.

At last, when Fu Linnan's fist was only a few millimeters away from ye shuisu's forehead, ye shuisu subconsciously closed his eyes.

The moment she closed her eyes, what she thought was Fu Linnan's physical condition.

How sick is he? Will he hurt himself? Why didn't she help Fu Linnan find a way before he got sick this time?

Of course, she also wanted to think about what would happen to her after Fu Linnan's punch fell.

However, the expected pain did not hit.

Fu Linnan's imprisonment for her seemed to have been loosened.

Ye shuisu suddenly opened his eyes and saw a thin figure shaking in front of Fu Linnan with a necklace in his hand.

At this time, Fu Linnan, who was originally manic, seemed to be guided by something. His eyes focused on the shaking necklace, but after a while, he seemed to be much more peaceful.

Ye shuisu was about to say something to the figure, but the voice waved her hand and motioned her not to speak.

Ye shuisu even hurriedly hushed. Her originally startled and uncertain heart settled down at this time.

Good luck.

But she thought that soon Fu Linnan's illness would be saved.

At this time, Gao Lang rushed over.

Just when ye shuisu appeared, because he knew that ye shuisu and Fu Linnan were intimate, he not only left by himself, but also took the servants around far away.

So for a while, no one found it strange here.

When Gao Lang seemed to hear a strange noise coming, ye shuisu saw him and made a silent move towards him.

Even if he saw something unusual here, Gao Lang listened to ye shuisu's instructions and didn't make a sound.

Ye shuisu came to Gao Lang, pointed to Fu Linnan and the thin man in front of him, and whispered, "the Lord is treating Lin Nan. Don't disturb them."

Gao Lang certainly believed ye shuisu, but Wang Jingming was a stranger to him. He answered ye shuisu, "yes, young grandma." then he looked in the direction of Wang Jingming.

Just now, when Fu Linnan's fist was about to hit ye shuisu's head, it was Wang Jingming who appeared and hypnotized Fu Linnan in time to prevent a tragedy.

At this time, he was in front of Fu Linnan, gathered all the spirit, and shook the necklace in his hand to Fu Linnan.

His figure is still thin.

At this time, he had changed into a white Chinese dress, but the whole person seemed more skinny in the moonlight.

In the end, he is old, his skin is old, and there is no blood color on his whole face.

However, all these bad conditions have not changed. As long as he stands there, he seems to have a high and broad style.

All his attention was now on the necklace in his hand.

Fine sweat came out of the tip of his old nose. It was only an ordinary necklace, but it seemed to have magic in his hand.

The arc of the necklace swing, as long as people see, no matter what you were doing, you will be sleepy.

With Wang Jingming's cracked lips, he seemed to be saying something. Fu Linnan, who was being looked at by his clear eyes, felt as if he had fallen into a dream.

In this dream, he followed Wang Jingming's place into the sky, snow mountains, quiet forests and so on.

Countless scenes rotate in his mind. Every time he changes a scene, he seems to be immersive.

Finally, he went to a grassland.

Here, in addition to the vast grassland, peaceful cattle and sheep, and the boundless sky, there are also raging volcanoes beyond the horizon.

Those volcanoes burned violently, and the fire inside seemed to be far away from Fu Linnan, so far that it could only be seen in the sky.

It seems to be very close, so close that they seem to swallow Fu Linnan. As soon as Fu Linnan reaches out his hand, he can feel their burning heat.

Such heat makes people want to destroy.

However, the heat did not last long.

Soon, the sky began to snow. It was very cold snow. The fire that rushed towards Fu Linnan retreated completely as soon as it touched the snow.

In such snow, Fu Linnan also felt the unprecedented cold. The crazy heat on his body originally aroused by fire dissipated completely.

Gradually, the snow became heavier and heavier, the cattle and sheep on the surrounding grassland disappeared, and Fu Linnan was exposed to a piece of snow.

The vast expanse of white, the fires that would have rushed to roast him, have now completely retreated to the horizon. They can only vaguely see the flames and never touch him again.

Fu Linnan's body and mind were completely relaxed

"Linnan, Linnan..."

It seems that a very sweet voice is calling him. The voice is gentle and soft, directly scratching at the bottom of his heart.

Let him wake up when he was in a deep sleep.

He opened his eyes and saw ye shuisu's face.

He raised his hand, touched her splashing hair and called out, "Shui su."

Ye shuisu held his outstretched hand, and the corners of his lips also recalled a smile: "Linnan, you wake up. How do you feel? Do you feel much more comfortable?"