The clock coughed for a while, seeing that Shenna in front of him was really silent, he just stood in front of him, holding a bowl of concoction in his hand blankly.

Such a small child, Zhong Zhong thought, even if her real body is a monster, it still makes people feel distressed.

The clock looked at Kanwu, somehow reminded him of his modern cousin Ye Xiaoli, and his heart suddenly softened somewhere.

"Cough cough... pass me the medicine." Zhong Zhong clenched his fist against his lips, suppressed his cough, and tried not to let himself be too embarrassed and lose his composure.

Kanna silently brought the medicine to Clock's hand, the medicine juice was black and thick, and Clock's eyes were distorted.

Holding his breath, he took the medicine bowl with one hand, thinking about early death and early life, he swallowed more than half of the medicine in one breath.

Sure enough, the traditional Chinese medicine is still very difficult to drink, no matter what time it is, the clock's throat is always full of astringency.

"Here, drink up, you go down and rest too, Kanna."

Kanna's eyes moved slightly for a moment, as if a little surprised, she didn't tell the person in front of her her name.

"There is more." Kanna still did not leave, holding the remaining half bowl of concoction in his hand, and continued, "I have to finish it."

Clock's cheek had to turn into a chrysanthemum again, he really didn't want to suffer from the traditional Chinese medicine.

"Kanna, you go down."

Nai Luo still didn't leave outside, but his eyes seemed to have seen everything in the house, and ordered.

"Yes." Loli Kanmu obediently went down as she said.

"This medicine has some sleeping effect, keep your spirits up so that you can participate in my game, Clock."

Kanna opened the door, and a corner of the purple robe was exposed by the door frame.

"I hope that when the time comes, you won't be too sick to appreciate the fun of the game."

The deep voice faded away with the closed door.

"You...cough cough..." Clock simply hated his cough at a critical moment today.

Night fell quietly, but the surroundings of the castle were very quiet.

Sure enough, the clock fell asleep during the day, and woke up at this time, the sky was already dark, a lamp was lit in the room, the dim light was burning quietly, but there was no one in the room.

It was as if the lamp had been burning for him since the dawn of darkness.

The effect of the medicine seemed to be exerted, and the clock fell asleep during the day, and woke up already covered in stickiness.In contrast, my spiritual head seems to have changed a lot.

It should be because he slept too much during the day, right now he couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned.

With a bang, the door of the room was opened, and the clock stepped out. Wearing sticky obscene clothes, he stared at the corridors on both sides of the door.

The interior of this Naraku city is much quieter and lonely than when I first saw it.

The author has something to say: the little angel of ghost lamp sang, the little angel of Yiye Zhiqiu, is no different from the demon (≧?≦)/

Welcome to the return of the feather gray little angel (≧?≦)/

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