[Quick Transmigration] I'm dying right now

Has anyone ever experienced the feeling of being dragged back from hundreds of meters away?

The excitement and thrill of flying is like walking on the street with hundreds of huskies in your hands, which is uncontrollable.

As long as you call each other with your mind, you will quickly connect to one place. This time, you can feel it completely.

"what!!!!!!!"

Fortunately, he was afraid that Wang Mingyuan would catch up, so he ran and ran with all his strength, he was about to vomit blood!

He didn't expect that after running so far, he couldn't stop the opponent's thought, he hated it!

He was in so much pain, so desperate, so...

I regret it! ! !

Whose eyes often contain tears, it's me, it's me!

Ling's eyes were dimmed, and his whole body was so depressed that he was about to turn into dust and fly away, and then crashed into Wang Mingyuan's arms like a small cannonball.

"Master..." Hugging Wang Mingyuan, Ling wailed loudly, wiping the tears that didn't exist on his face, "The room is so dark, I'm so scared..."

So I just came out to look for you, it's not like I ran out for hundreds of meters in the dark!

Hundreds of meters away, he was almost out of breath!

Perhaps it was because Ling thought about it more and more pain, and she shed sincere tears, Wang Mingyuan actually believed it, stroked his hair and comforted him: "Master is here, be good, don't cry."

It is because you are here that I want to cry, Ling raised his head with tears in his eyes, seeing Wang Mingyuan's concerned expression, he became more and more miserable.

As the saying goes, a man does not flick his tears lightly, because he has not yet reached the point of sadness.

While hiccupping, he drank the medicine, and after taking a shower, Ling sat by the bed, obviously not recovering from the despair.

This phoenix rope is too powerful, if you don't untie it, even if you give him the best ability to run away!

Let alone becoming the main god now, maybe even the punishment dungeon has been prepared, just wait for him to jump in...

Miserable, too miserable, so miserable that he wanted to cry again.

Forget it, let's go to sleep first, then Ling got into his bed, spread out like a dead fish, quite a feeling of giving up everything.

Unexpectedly, in the darkness, a warm breath suddenly came over, Wang Mingyuan held his hand and said softly: "Don't be afraid."

Can I say that I am not afraid?

can i

I can not.

Okay, what else to say, I will cry if I talk too much, I'd better go to sleep.

Zero grabbed the quilt with his other hand and covered his face, closing his eyes in a hopeless manner.

As he was sound asleep, he didn't feel the hand holding him tight, as if he was desperately suppressing something.

a little cold……

Half asleep and half awake, Ling felt the coldness coming from under his body, so he couldn't help but burrow into a warm place.

Embracing the hottest heat source, Zero satisfies rubbing against it, and continues dreaming.

Hmm...he doesn't like jelly, it's tasteless.

His whole body thumped, and Ling opened his eyes abruptly. He actually dreamed that he was eating jelly, and then he threw it away, and the jelly fell to the ground and turned into a fire-breathing dragon. Thinking that I was not good to eat, he still breathed fire on him and roasted him, which made him wake up quickly.

What kind of weird dream have I been having all day, Ling slumped, staring blankly at the hair blocking her eyes.

No, where is he?

This quilt like an oven is definitely not his, he seemed to be asleep, so he got into Wang Mingyuan's quilt.

It seems that this dream he had had a source. Wang Mingyuan's body temperature was different from ordinary people, which inevitably made him have some dreams about fire.

Ling pushed his bangs back in a serious manner, and shrugged his nose, what does this smell like?

Hmm... It seems to be coming from Wang Mingyuan. There is a faint sweet scent, like the fruity scent with a particularly high sugar content.

Could it be that Wang Mingyuan sneaked out to pick fruit and eat while he was fast asleep?

Shouldn't it be?

Zero felt that he was definitely thinking too much, but the smell was so delicious that he wanted to take a bite of it.

Getting a little closer, Ling suddenly doubted Wang Mingyuan's real identity, maybe he is just a fruit that has become fine.

Haw, chirp, mouth, sporadically exuding his rich thoughts, imagining what kind of fruit Wang Mingyuan is.

Apple Pear Dark Plum Watermelon Yuzu Cherry Strawberry...

Touching his stomach, Zero panicked, hungry.

Wang Mingyuan, who didn't know when he woke up, also touched Ling's belly, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Touching it was not satisfying, so I pinched it again: "It's fat."

"..."

Hehe, I knew you hated me for eating too much, so I finally couldn't help but expose your sinful true face!

You evil fruit spirit!

Holding the freshly baked breakfast, Ling squatted beside the bed in the medical hall, looking at the child on the bed with his eyes closed: "How is he doing now?"

"As long as you take a good rest, you will recover soon."

While answering his questions, the doctor helped peel the thing in his hand.

After smelling a familiar smell, Zero quickly shifted his gaze: "What is this?"

"Would you like to try the vermicelli fruit?"

This is a round, green, fist-sized fruit that exudes a scent similar to Wang Mingyuan's.

"Thank you." After hesitating for a moment, Ling took a sip, "...so sour."

There was a feeling of lemon, Ling thought about it for a while, and took it to find Wang Mingyuan.

As expected, as soon as he went out, he saw Wang Mingyuan with his back turned to him, not knowing what he was looking for.

Showing a smile that she thought was elegant yet polite, Ling Jing walked over quietly, covered Wang Mingyuan's eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, open your mouth, I'll give you something good to eat."

Then he stuffed the whole fruit into Wang Mingyuan's mouth and let go to see his reaction.

But he never expected that Wang Mingyuan didn't respond, and he ate it without changing his face. Zero doubted life: "Master, aren't you afraid of acid?"

"I shouldn't be afraid, I've never eaten too sour."

It's terrible, you are so cruel that you eat your own kind of fruit essence, but you still think that your own kind is not sour enough!

Shaking his head melancholy, Ling lowered his head and saw a pack of medicine in Wang Mingyuan's hand: "Is this for that child?"

"No," Wang Mingyuan shook his head with a gentle expression, "This is for you, you are weak, I want to buy some herbs and make some medicinal meals for you."

"..."

Wait a minute, I didn't hear clearly... Physical weakness?

Are you talking about physical weakness?

Who is weak?

What should I do, I can't keep the smile on my face anymore, my expression is stiff, and my heart is exploding, I am not false at all!I ran 800 meters in one breath! !All at once! !Run 800 meters in one breath! !

You are so angry, but you still have to keep smiling, and then tell him righteously: "I'm not worthless, I don't want to eat."

"Well, okay, don't take this." Putting down the medicine wrapped in his hand, Wang Mingyuan said with a good temper, "Then let's drink the stewed chicken soup. I just learned a little bit before, and it's delicious."

As he said that, he repacked a bunch of medicinal materials, and the essence of the old father was completely revealed.

"..."

Why do I get fat, do you really have no idea in your heart?

Stewed chicken soup, stewed fish soup, stewed pork ribs... Ling drank the stewed soup for three days, and it was so nourishing that he burst into tears when he saw the soup.

Love is boundless, drink more soup.

Finally, when Zero couldn't help but run away from home desperately, the child who had been in a coma woke up and was finally able to inherit the soup in his hand.

My mother, with zero eyes, held the child's thin and thin hand affectionately, and solemnly handed over the bowl in the other hand to him.

Very good, today is stewed squab with snow fungus and red dates, which is suitable for nourishing children who have just recovered from a serious illness and are weak.

After the child took it, he drank it hungrily, not a drop was left, it was perfect.

Promising, Zero patted the child on the shoulder and asked him: "What's your name?"

"Hey hey hey."

"……what?"

"Hey hey hey."

"..."

what happened?

When Zero found out, he was a little confused: "Master!! This kid can't speak!!"

"Huh? No, he can talk!"