A Guide to Wearing a Book and Holding Your Thighs

His body was heavy, and there was no sound around him. Song Xiao wanted to open his eyes, but he felt his eyelids were heavy. After struggling for a long time, Song Xiao finally opened his eyes. The goal he entered was not the familiar tent, but a piece of white , Song Xiao blinked, the white was still there, Song Xiao supported his body and sat up, his arm suddenly hurt, Song Xiao raised his hand, the wrist was tied with a neat bandage, saw his Sleeve, Song Xiao suddenly froze.

What he was wearing was not the familiar middle coat, but the hospital gown of a modern hospital.

Song Xiao touched the clothes with the other hand in disbelief, it was true.Song Xiao suddenly raised his head and looked around, he was lying in a hospital ward.

This is impossible!impossible!

Song Xiao bit his arm suddenly, it hurt very much, is this true?

Song Xiao pulled out his needle in a panic, ran out of bed barefoot, and ran to the bathroom in a panic. The mirror reflected his appearance. It was still Song Xiao's face in the novel, but his waist-length hair had already disappeared. Turned into limp little curly hair, Song Xiao pulled his hair in disbelief.

What exactly is going on? !Why is he not his face in modern times, what is going on!Song Xiao suddenly thought of something, lowered his head and lifted his clothes, where is the scar left by Dao Sheng Xingxing on his slender abdomen.How is it possible, he is in that body now, but he is in the modern age, and he can't find the segregation.

Song Xiao stood in front of the mirror stupidly, looked at his pale self in the mirror, tried to stimulate the demon power, but found that this body seemed to have become an ordinary person, he couldn't believe what happened before his eyes, but was crushed Bone's left hand is real, because of his action just now, it is throbbing and hurting now.

Song Xiao walked out slowly, this place must not be real!It must be some kind of phantom array, he fell asleep in Li Jie's arms, how could he return to modern times, and with this body, he was dead in modern times, and this body is not what this world should exist at all.

Song Xiao stood by the mirror, his head was spinning, and he walked slowly to the bedside while thinking. He looked down at a tall building, and there were people walking up and down below. Song Xiao stretched out one foot and stepped on the window. On the frame, the window was opened, and a head poked out.

This place must be fake, Sheng Xiujie must have messed it up, otherwise how could he be here, he jumped down, died in this world, and he could go back.

Song Xiao thought so, and was about to jump out.A voice came from behind.

"Song Xiao, what are you doing! What are you doing!" Then Song Xiao was directly hugged by the waist, and was directly carried off the window sill.Song Xiao turned his head and saw a familiar face with an O-shaped mouth.

"Mu Yang?!" The person hugging him was his best friend. Seeing the familiar face in front of him, Song Xiao called out his name in a daze.

Mu Yang put Song Xiao on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you doing, are you crazy?"

"You are Mu Yang?" Song Xiao hadn't recovered yet.

"What? Didn't you hurt your hand or your brain?"

"..." Song Xiao turned down coldly, this person must be abnormal, he obviously didn't look like this before!Still wanting to lie to him, Song Xiao jumped forward and hung directly on Mu Yang's body, wrapped his injured hand around Mu Yang's neck, and grabbed his face with the other hand.

"Don't try to lie to me, you're not Mu Yang, I used to look like this?! Ah?" Still trying to lie to him, he obviously didn't look like this in modern times!Mu Yang didn't know his current appearance at all.

"Oh, Song Xiao, what are you doing, are you crazy?!"

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I don't know how long it took, Song Xiao sat on the hospital bed blankly, and Mu Yang sat by the bed and fiddled with his hair that was scratched by Song Xiao.

Song Xiao still couldn't accept this fact, and said, "You said I have looked like this since I was a child?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with you today? It's not your hand that's hurt, is it your brain?"

"Impossible! Then what's the matter with the scar on my stomach?" Song Xiao lifted his clothes and pointed to the scar on his stomach.

"This is the scar from your appendicitis operation last year. The doctor's suturing skills are not good, and the scar left on you is bigger. You have complained for a long time."

"..." Song Xiao still couldn't accept it, how could this be possible.

"By the way! Where is my mobile phone? Give me the mobile phone." Song Xiao looked at the familiar mobile phone, tried to press the password, and actually unlocked it. No such book.

Song Xiao's heart sank suddenly, how could it be possible!He's a little confused now about what's going on.Just now Mu Yang was able to tell all about his past, and even showed Song Xiao the photos of him from when he was a child to now, which has always been like this.Song Xiao was dumbfounded, could there be such an advanced phantom array?

"You rest first, I'm going to buy something to eat, your hands can't be hurt any more." Mu Yang ordered and left the room, Song Xiao looked at his hands that were wrapped like zongzi.Mu Yang said that he fell while playing basketball, but it was obviously crushed by Sheng Xiujie, and he still remembers the heart-piercing pain at that time.

Song Xiao was trapped here and there was nothing he could do. Mu Yang bought some food, and the two ate while talking. Song Xiao didn't know what he was eating at all, and kept asking about some things tentatively, but Mu Yang's answer There is no problem at all, even what happened to Song Xiao in that world before has been explained in an extremely unreasonable way.

How could it be possible for someone to play basketball and smash the entire hand bone? At most, the hand bone was broken, and there was a high probability that it would not be the hand.

But Song Xiao couldn't do anything for a while, he tried various methods, his current body is an ordinary person, without any demon power at all, the only way now is to wait and see what happens, this is not modern, and this is not segregation That world, this is a completely strange world.

After staying in the hospital for a few days, Song Xiao clamored to leave the hospital. Mu Yang helped him leave the hospital and took Song Xiao home.

This home is actually the same as his home in modern times, a small apartment, quite clean, Song Xiao looked over slowly, these things are all familiar to him, he has been away for nearly two years, still looks a little familiar , Mu Yang was busy going to work, so he was left alone.

Song Xiao didn't have the heart to pack up his things, so he threw them aside, opened the door, and walked out slowly. There was a bus stop sign in front of his house. Song Xiao found a place to sit down and watched the cars come and go.He remembered that time when the succubus was standing on the side of the street by accident, and he saw Separation standing opposite him.

It is impossible for him to stay in this world, he is still awake, the scar on his abdomen is the best proof, and there is separation, he wants to go back, he cannot abandon that person.Song Xiao slowly put his hand on the bead on his neck, but the bead did not disappear.Feel cool in the palm of your hand.

He will definitely go back!Song Xiao closed his eyes.

Song Xiao was sitting here, watching the cars coming and going, but the person he wanted to see never appeared, and he didn't even know where he was trapped.

People come and go, and many people have noticed the handsome guy sitting here. Song Xiao's face was the face of Guanyan in the demon world and the demon world. At this moment, he is wearing a simple white T-shirt with black holes. The jeans outline the perfect shape of the legs, revealing a slender ankle, coupled with the injury on his hand, it makes him look extraordinarily fragile and has a sense of distance.

Song Xiao was immersed in his own thoughts, and didn't care what outsiders would think of him at all.After a long time, he felt that there was something strange around him. Song Xiao looked up and saw a girl with a sweet appearance.

Song Xiao frowned and said, "Hello, do you have something to do?"

"You are alone."

"Yeah." Song Xiao felt baffled, he didn't know this girl.

"Is it convenient to add a WeChat?" The girl asked a little shyly.

"..." What kind of change is this? Before, no girls came to strike up a conversation.

"Sorry, it's not very convenient." Song Xiao rejected his words very flatly, and looked away coldly. It's such a simple look, it's so handsome that people can't move their eyes.

The girl blushed and got up in a hurry, only then did Song Xiao realize that there were a lot of girls gathered within a few meters of him, and many of them took pictures of him with their mobile phones, and shoved and shoved each other to avoid him while watching him.

"..." Is he so popular?

Song Xiao saw that it was getting late and he had nothing to gain, so he got up and went home.

Not long after, Mu Yang came with rice, and he was startled when he opened the door, because Song Xiao was drawing some strange things with his fingers on the ground, still using his own blood.

"My God, what are you doing?" Mu Yang put the things on the table, hurriedly pulled Song Xiao up from the ground, and hurriedly went to the medical kit to help Song Xiao bandage his wound.

Song Xiao didn't speak. He frowned and looked at the magic circle painted with blood on the ground, and said, "Let me go first." He broke away from Mu Yang and sat on the ground again.Pressing his hand on it, he could vaguely feel a wave of magic power. This realization made Song Xiao ecstatic, and he knew it was possible.

But that trace of magic power is too weak and fleeting.But Song Xiao didn't give up, this was just the beginning, he won't give up, he will definitely go back, Xingxing and Separation are waiting for him.

Mu Yang bandaged his hands and beckoned him to come to eat, since he felt abnormal since he woke up.

After Song Xiao had dinner, he found a piece of paper and a pen, and sorted out the magic circles and mental methods he had memorized, and planned to sort them out.Since he could only feel the fluctuation of the magic circle just now, he should be able to stimulate his own monster power. It is impossible for this body to be devoid of monster power.

Song Xiao began to sit on the ground and draw formations every day, and the formations grew bigger and bigger, almost covering the entire room. At first, Mu Yang stopped him from using blood, but there was nothing he could do afterwards. The wound on Song Xiao's hand Everything healed very quickly. Sometimes the injury on the finger would disappear just after drawing the formation.

Song Xiao could feel that the fluctuation of the formation was getting bigger and bigger. Song Xiao tidied up this day. He felt that it was time. He drew a huge formation on the ground very carefully. When the last stroke was completed, Song Xiao Standing in the formation, the formation emitted a fierce white light, and Song Xiao felt a strong suction.

The body kept falling until it reached the bottom line. Song Xiao slowly opened his eyes and met a pair of red eyes.