"Oh, the little lover is awake, Naraku, accept your inner proposal, kill him! Kill him! Kill the clock! Kill the time..."

Before the bell could finish speaking, this evil head with curly black hair and long hair was tightly grasped by Naluo, and it was shaken apart, turning into a black spider and dormant quietly in his palm.

Naluo stared blankly for a long time, then tightened her fingers and crushed the weak spider.

And the words "kill him" seemed to be chanting leisurely in the deep cave.

When Clock opened his eyes, he saw a gray-brown wooden beam. He shook it for a while before he gradually figured out where he was.

Zhong Zhong lay in the soft quilt, and was ready to get up after a while, but his exhausted body was a little weak, and he gave up after a little attempt.

Touching the neck, a white cloth belt has been wrapped around it, and the dirty coat has also been taken off, and a light and obscene garment is close to the body, and the whole person is surrounded by a layer of comfort.

However, Zhong Zhong's heart does not feel appropriate because of this foreign object. Because of the beauty of the current situation, his heart is filled with a contradictory sense of guilt.

He is already at a loss, he doesn't know how to choose in the future, or follow the schedule and be a fool who goes with the crowd...

"When you wake up, just drink the medicine."

The self-pity of the clock was interrupted by a voice.

A white-skinned girl dressed in white clothes, with buns tied on the left and right sides of her head, and with white hair and ears, walked towards him with calm eyes.

Two slender jade wrists were holding a bowl of steaming medicinal soup.

Kanna?The girl's small hands should be holding the mirror demurely, but now she wants to hold the medicine for herself.

"I do not need."

Clock lay on his back and shook his head slightly. As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was also hoarse, and his throat was feeling dry and sore.

Luoli Shenwu didn't say anything, just quietly appeared in front of him, her little face was still so calm in the slightly rippling black concoction.

"If you don't drink the medicine, she will stand in front of you until she sees you drink the last drop of medicine." A low voice came from outside the door, but no one came in.

"Nailuo, you...cough cough..." Zhong Zhong hadn't finished speaking, and the typhoid fever accumulated a few days ago made him cough again uncontrollably.

He had to make a fist with his right hand to suppress the cough, he didn't want to appear weak in front of the enemy, especially if this person was Naraku.

The author has something to say: Well, this is Naraku’s inner world, hahaha(≧?≦)/

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