Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 403 Cultivation Master's Blackened Apprentice (66)

Dream?

   Is it their experience of being together in the illusion?

  Ning Yishu stood in the potion, and the pain of those potions repairing his body didn't even affect him.

  He saw a bronze mirror behind her. His face was gray and his hair was gray. He didn't look like he was in a fantasy.

  Ning Yishu was about to avoid turning his face away, but a beautiful white hand grabbed his face hard.

  Bai Weiwei's eyes were cold and pure, reflecting Ning Yishu's face.

  She said word by word with emphasis: "A-Ning?"

  Ning Yishu only felt that his heart was being pulled out and torn apart. If he hadn't abolished the spiritual root, he would be really happy that Bai Weiwei remembered everything about the two of them getting along in the illusion.

  But now, he wants to avoid her so much.

  In the illusion, he protects her powerfully, but in reality, he is worse than trash.

  But Bai Weiwei refused to let him bow his head. She was impatient and grabbed his wet clothes with her hand.

  Ning Yishu finally reacted, grabbed her hand firmly, looked up at her, and his tone became complicated.

   "Master..."

  Bai Weiwei said coldly, "Are you Aning? When I was in the secret realm, did I go to the maze of illusion? You took me in?"

  Ning Yishu was most afraid that she would know this.

  Because it means she knows that he once wanted to kill her.

  Bai Weiwei's fingers slowly slid across his eyebrows, along his cheeks, and lightly landed on his lips.

  Her voice softened, "The dream I had was a long time ago. In the dream, you were like an omnipotent strong man. You grew up with me and guarded me since you were a child."

  Ning Yishu's body trembled slightly. In the illusion, although she was special to him, he didn't dare to imagine that he could have such a high position in her heart.

  Bai Weiwei fell into memories, and became tender, "When I was the worst, you were by my side. When I was in the greatest crisis, you were still by my side. When I was in a mess, you were still with me..."

  Ning Yishu also softened his expression.

  Bai Weiwei suddenly pinched his chin fiercely, "So you are a loser, why am I always unlucky when you are by my side?"

  Ning Yishu was speechless: "..."

  Bai Weiwei stretched out her hand and pressed him heavily into the water, "So you troublemaker, give me a good bath, and wash off the **** bad luck on your body."

  Ning Yishu drank several sips of the potion, the pain was almost unbearable.

  Suddenly, a peaceful and gentle spiritual power flowed through his limbs.

   The pain disappeared after a while.

  Bai Weiwei cast a spell, stagnated and floated in mid-air, leaning against the edge of the tub, pressing his shoulders with her hand, combing his body lazily, so that the potion could be better digested in his body.

  Ning Yishu was pressed into the potion, and she would press her down to take a few sips from time to time.

  He said with great effort: "Master, it's useless, my spiritual roots have been crippled, and my body has also been destroyed, so..."

  No amount of drugs can make him normal.

  Bai Weiwei said coldly, "It's so long-winded."

   After speaking, he was pushed into the water again.

   Repeatedly, until the potion was almost digested, she picked him up, who was dying, and threw him outside the door.

   "Go away, come and serve me tomorrow morning."

  Ning Yishu sat on the ground, his wet body just now was dried by her magic.

  The gray hair color began to shine because of soaking in some drugs.

  His movements were a little slow, and he slowly stood up from the ground, his expression seemed to be in a daze, but his eyes were no longer lifeless.

  (end of this chapter)