Aoba Office

I let go of Liu Miao's hand.

The whispers in his ears turned into roars. The voices screamed and screamed. I felt the pain from the depths of my soul inexplicably.

The pain was indescribable, but it was something I was somewhat familiar with.

I have felt such pain before, from dreams and Muge's ability.

Ye Qing is using Muge's ability?

"Uh-" I heard the moan coming from my own mouth, which was softer than I expected. Maybe it was because the screams of pain inflicted on me were too loud. All I could hear was their voices.

My brain stopped thinking and fell into a blank for a long time.

After a long time, I felt myself being touched by something.

I found myself lying on the ground.

Liu Miao fell in front of me, with the pain of dying still on his face.

I was excited and jumped up immediately.

My soul is still aching, but I can't care about that now.

My hands were pressed on Liu Miao's body.

There is still hope.

It will definitely save him!

I thought desperately.

The soul aches even more because of the flow of power.

I gritted my teeth. ,

The body under the palm is recovering its temperature.

The wound on his palm disappeared, and the wound on his shoulder was healing.

My eyes went dark for a while, and after a while, I couldn't see anything.

I can still feel myself using my abilities.

so slow……

The flow of ability becomes extremely slow. Every stroke hurts my soul.

My wrist was suddenly grabbed.

This made me wary, and my first reaction was to attack.

But I soon realized that if it were to attack me, it didn’t have to be this way.

My ability stopped flowing, and this brake made me feel like my soul rushed out.

My head felt like I hit something, and there was a sharp pain, and then I lost consciousness.

I woke up from the cold.

When I woke up, it was still dark.

I sneezed, my body muscles protesting.

I got up from the ground with difficulty.

This action took all my energy.

I saw the cell phone dropped from my hand.

Slowly and weakly, I opened the phone screen and saw the current time.

Four o'clock in the morning.

I shouldn't have been unconscious for long.

There are new messages on the phone.

It was a message from Wu Ling, saying that everything was fine with them and the problem had been solved.

After reading this content, I felt relaxed, my body relaxed, and I lay down directly on the ground.

My whole body hurts.

There was even more throbbing pain in my head.

Overuse of abilities. Also... the side effects of Muge's ability were used on me.

Wu Ling and the others should have the same troubles.

But, okay...

All survived.

Zhang Yifeng and his master should be dead.

I fell asleep in a daze, and not long after, I woke up again from the cold.

I just can't stand it anymore.

Fighting through the pain of falling apart, he climbed into bed.

I didn't even think of saying anything to Slender Man or the others, nor did I ask for leave.

When I woke up again, the sky was dark, but the beauty of the sunset remained.

It's already night.

I smelled the food.

My body still has no strength.

After being in a daze for a while, I heard the door being opened.

"You're awake. How are you?" Mom came over and touched my forehead with her hand. "You are such a big man, you can't sleep well, and you have a fever? You almost scared me and your dad to death. Yes. I almost want to call you an ambulance.”

She talked a lot, with worry about me on her face.

As soon as I opened my mouth, my voice was hoarse and the sound didn't even come out immediately.

"Mom, it's okay...cough...I'm okay." I said.

"I cooked porridge for you. I haven't eaten all day. I'll bring it to you. You can use your sister's small table to eat on the bed. Your colleague, the one named Ari, called over. Don't worry about the work. ”

I nodded.

I actually didn’t even have the strength to hold a spoon. However, I was afraid that my parents would be worried, so I forced myself to sit up and hurriedly drank a bowl of porridge.

My stomach is full, my body is warm, and I feel sleepy again.

I fell asleep before I knew it and woke up before I knew it.

Outside the window, there is the light of morning sun.

I feel much better.

There is a mobile phone on the bedside table, and the light flashes on and off.

I turned on the screen and saw the greetings from the thin guys in the group.

I messaged back.

Wu Ling also sent a message of inquiry. Judging from the time when she sent the message, she probably didn't consume much in that battle, and she quickly regained her energy.

After sending her a message that she was safe, I put down the phone.

I felt my physical condition carefully.

There is no particularly painful area, and there should be no trauma. I just feel tired now.

I'm used to this situation. After staying up all night, I usually feel tired like this.

I lay down for a while, and then the alarm on my phone rang regularly, so I sat up.

Got up early, washed up, and had breakfast. My parents felt relieved after seeing my condition.

I went to the work unit and received news from Shouzi and Wu Ling on the way.

When I arrived at the office, I received the eager attention of the thin people.

"How's it going, Brother Qi?"

"Are you okay, Brother Qi?"

The thin man and the fat man thought I was recovering from a serious illness and came to help me.

I was helped to sit down, somewhat dumbfounded, "It's okay, it's nothing anymore."

"It's okay. We were worried to death yesterday." The thin man sighed.

"I'm not bad." I thought about it, the most stressful moment was in the dream.

That dream didn't last long, and the battle was about to start and end in an instant.

I actually don’t do much.

But it should be... can be regarded as a crucial thing, right?

At least Liu Miao was saved by me.

The thin ones are also happy.

The knife hanging above my head has been removed, and we don't have to worry.

"But, listen to what you say, that stone flying sword is so awesome. A treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years? Thousands of years ago, there was really someone who flew a sword and flew into the sky?" The thin man smacked his lips, and asked about this thing that interests me the most.

"Shouldn't you worry about yourself first? Was the witch killed by that sword?" the fat man asked.

The thin man's expression changed, he sat upright and looked at me seriously.

I don't know if she was completely killed.

I called Wu Ling to confirm what happened that night.

"Come over tonight, I can just talk to you." Wu Ling replied.

"Can we go there in the afternoon? We have nothing to do anyway." The thin man couldn't wait.

There really isn't much that the demolition office needs us to do.

This is also due to the deterioration of the world.

We went to the hotel suite in the afternoon.

My guess was correct, Wu Ling was in the best condition among the four in Qingye, and he looked no different from usual.

Liu Miao was lying on the bed, still resting.

Gu Mo closed the door, lay down on the sofa, and said feebly: "He hasn't recovered from his trauma yet, he needs to recuperate."

I was stunned, "I didn't..."

"Ye Zi stopped you."

It was Nangong Yao who spoke.

For the first time I saw him sitting on the sofa in an inelegant posture with his body stretched out. His neck was leaning on the back of the sofa, his eyes still closed, and his face looked haggard.

"If you use your power again, you will die. If you can save the idiot's life, that would be great." Gu Mo rubbed his temples.

I was silent for a while and looked at Wu Ling.

"We were fully prepared, but we didn't expect that Zhang Yifeng's master had collected an ancient artifact that was extremely powerful. You must have seen it in your dream, right?" Wu Ling said.