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Chapter 167 The Ghost King is jealous again today 22

night.

When sleeping, Song Wenjing always felt that someone was calling him, but when he opened his eyes, the voice disappeared.

Mo Rong'an sensed it and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? You seem restless. It's already two in the morning, and you're still awake?"

Song Wenjing held the person in his arms, "I feel like there is a voice calling, a very familiar voice, but now I can't hear it."

He jokingly said, "Do you think someone is calling me back?"

Mo Rongan was stunned. "Maybe. If you go, you can wait for me in Jiangnan. He said that we met in Jiangnan."

"Okay, go to sleep."

"Yeah." I'll come find you!

"Your waist is showing. Let me pull your clothes down a little so it won't be exposed."

"Hands...don't touch..."

"Your lips are so soft...can you kiss them?"

Mo Rongan's eyes were blurry and his whole body was limp. "Here..."

……

[Host, dear host, my ancestor, why on earth haven't you woken up yet? Is there something wrong again?]

[That's impossible! I was so serious and careful. Wuuwuwu, host, if you don't wake up, I'm going to find the main system.]

[Host, host….]

Song Wenjing felt like a ship, drifting in the vast ocean, never able to find a place to land.

"Who's talking? Who's talking?"

“Is it the system?”

"My head hurts..."

"Why do I feel so weak? I feel like there's a huge rock pressing on my chest. It's stuffy."

A lot of people's voices.

"Doctor, what happened to my son? Why hasn't he woken up yet? I tell you, if you can't cure him, he won't be able to leave this door today."

"This, there's nothing I can do. This thing was brought from my mother's womb. It's really not easy for it to survive until now."

"You, you'd better be prepared. His pulse is weak now, and I'm afraid he can't be saved. Even if you put a knife to my neck right now, I won't be able to do anything."

"Please accept my condolences. Everything is destined to happen. It's a blessing that he can hold on until now. Perhaps death is a relief for him."

A sharp, piercing voice rang out, "Get lost! How could my son possibly die? You quack, I think all these titles you've earned are from spending money."

"You haven't even prescribed any medicine, so what right do you have to say that my son is not good? Doctor, please, save my son. He is only 14 years old..."

"Wuwuwu, Master, if you die, I won't live either."

……

So noisy, why is it so noisy...

Song Wenjing's head felt heavier and heavier, and there was a bloody taste in his mouth.

The next second, he suddenly vomited.

"vomit……."

Xiaolu knelt on the ground, holding the doctor's legs, tears streaming down his face. Suddenly, he heard the sound of vomiting from the bed. He quickly turned around and saw that the young master was vomiting blood.

"Young Master...Young Master? Doctor, please come quickly and take a look..."

"I'm coming."

……

In the early morning, a ray of warm sunlight shone on Song Wenjing's face, making his cold body seem much warmer.

"cough……."

Song Wenjing slowly opened his eyes. He could feel that his body was very heavy. He always felt weak all over, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

It was strange. He was in such good shape, how could he feel this way? Could it be that An An was pressing on him?

Aren’t ghosts said to be light?

"Master, you're finally awake! You've been unconscious for two months. I don't know how worried Xiaolu has been about me, as I haven't had any appetite these days."

"Luckily, the doctor finally pulled you out of Hades, otherwise Xiaolu would have made him suffer. We spent so much money, but we couldn't even save the young master. What's the point of having him?"

Xiaolu talked to himself and didn't expect Song Wenjing to answer him.

Song Wenjing looked at the little deer wearing ancient clothes and instantly realized that he had arrived in ancient times. What was going on?

The heavy body made Song Wenjing close his eyes again, and he cried out in his heart: "Qianchen... am I dying soon, this sickly person?"

He always felt that he could fall to the ground at any time and never wake up. It was difficult for him to even lift a finger, and he couldn't keep his eyelids open.

[Host, wuwuwu, if you don't wake up, I was going to find the main system. When I got here, I saw you lying on the bed motionless.]

[Your face is extremely pale, as if you are already dead. For your health, I will use my energy to heal your body.]

[But no matter how much energy I put into your body, your body doesn't react at all. I can only think of a solution while waiting for you to wake up.]

[Wow, I waited for you until all the flowers withered. You, why did you just wake up? Do you know how worried I was about you? ⊙﹏⊙]

[I almost cried.]

Hearing the system's words, Song Wenjing was also helpless. "As soon as I woke up, I was in another world. No matter how many times I called you, you didn't answer me. Who would have thought that I went to the modern world?"

"Qianchen, I'm really curious, how did you guys do this?"

[Huh?! No way…] After hearing Song Wenjing's words, the system felt like the sky was falling.

[Well, I was wrong to blame the host... Wow, in the end, it turned out that the problem was on my side. I even caused the host to go to another world.]

[Host, you have suffered.]

[It's all my fault. Once you're settled, I'll check to see where the problem occurred.]

No wonder no matter how much energy he channeled into that body, it didn't react at all. It turned out to be because there was no soul within it.

"Okay, it's okay. I know this wasn't your intention, but don't you think that dragging my sick body around would delay things a bit?"

"Can you heal my body a little bit? Even if I can't recover, at least half of it will be fine. I feel like I'm going to die in the next second."

As Song Wenjing mentally spoke to the system, he could sense he'd be in Hades the next second. He felt heavy all over, as if his body wasn't his own.

I want to sleep all the time and have no desire to eat or drink.

[Oh...Okay, I'll heal the host right away.]

"It's troublesome."

The system raised its hand and began to transmit energy, but the energy was cut off at a certain point. Unconvinced, it tried to transmit again, but it was still cut off.

Song Wenjing felt a warm current in his body, which was as comfortable as if the warm sunshine was shining on him, which was extremely pleasant.

But after a while, this comfortable feeling disappeared.

"Um?"

[I'm sorry, host. My energy can't heal your body. I can only ensure that you won't die.]

Song Wenjing: “………….”

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