Sir, do you have a survival guide?

In order to verify his conjecture, Feng Shuang went straight to the balcony of the dormitory. When he got to the flowerpot, he leaned over and saw a little green in the center of the flowerpot.

For a long while, Feng Shuang's eyes sharpened, and he stretched out his hand to shake the green seedling. Before he could withdraw his hand, Feng Shuang stared helplessly at the delicate and tender green seedling in front of him. A green tendril popped out of nowhere from the young Miao Miao, and hit his finger with a "snap".

Well, needless to say, it is definitely Shen Wuya's resurrection seedling.

Feng Shuang withdrew her hand and touched the place where she was beaten expressionlessly.

Although the seedling is still young, the force is not weak. The finger he was hit now is painful and numb.

Looking back at Xia Yunyi who was asleep, Feng Shuang had an idea in his heart:

He took the flower pot back to the bedroom and said to Hu Tong:

"I took this flower pot."

"But, this belongs to Yun Yi."

Hu Tong Zhang Er was puzzled, and stepped forward to take the flowerpot from Feng Shuang's hand.

"Yun Yi, please take care of me."

Feng Shuang used a little force to protect the flowerpot, and said,

"That's why he asked me to send him back."

"is it?"

Hu Tong's eyes twitched, indicating that he didn't believe it, and when Bully stepped forward to snatch it, he watched helplessly as the flower pot in Feng Shuang's hand disappeared.

poon:? !

Feng Shuang rolled up her sleeves and replied calmly, "I put it back in the storage bag."

"You have a storage bag?!"

"Yes. Do you still want to stop me?"

"...No."

A person with a storage bag is either rich or expensive, let him be an ordinary little monster.

After putting away the flower pots, Feng Shuang wandered around the dormitory for a long time. After confirming that nothing happened to him, he said to Hu Tong:

"When Yun Yi wakes up, tell him that I'm going back, if there's anything else, please call him."

Hu Tong foolishly responded, then watched Feng Shuang leave.

After Feng Shuang left, he slapped his thigh and realized:

Isn't this the big brother of Mingyu University?What on earth is he here for? !

After Feng Shuang left the dormitory, she went to Director Bai's office. After asking for the white jade bottle lent to Director Bai before, she bluntly said that he wanted to go back to Mingyu University.

Now that the previous spiritual fire has been extinguished, Director Bai naturally has no reason to continue to keep Feng Shuang. After returning the white jade bottle, she seemed to inadvertently ask:

"I heard from my classmates that you sent Xia Yunyi back to the dormitory?"

Feng Shuang was neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes."

"This is the only place where you can get so close to classmate Xia Yunyi. Did classmate Xia Yunyi tell you anything?"

"No."

Director Bai choked on the two words. Director Bai looked Feng Shuang up and down, and asked cautiously:

"Then did he give you anything? Feng Shuang, I hope you can report it truthfully."

She paused and said sincerely,

"The recent incidents are obviously related to Shen Wuya. I hope you can tell us something so that we can help. After all, Shen Wuya is a professor at Jiuhua University."

"have nothing to say."

Feng Shuang still looked indifferent, he replied,

"I actually don't know anything. If you really want to know what happened, wait until Xia Yunyi wakes up."

After finishing speaking, Feng Shuang turned around and left regardless of Director Bai's almost pale face.

After returning to Mingyu University, Feng Shuang rushed to Sanqing Mountain non-stop, and took out the flowerpot from the storage bag in front of his master.

"Feng Shuang, why did you give me a flowerpot?"

The master who originally wanted to reprimand Feng Shuang immediately lost his temper and asked.

Feng Shuang didn't answer this question, pointing to the green in the flowerpot and asked: "Master, do you know him?"

"Just kidding, I know what a flower pot is for?"

While complaining, the master took a closer look, and saw a young green seedling nestled in the center of the flower pot, which was obviously just born.

When Shizun looked over, the green seedling popped a tendril and shook Shizun in mid-air.

"...a crime."

Master stared at the little tendril, and after a long time, he sighed.

"Shen Wuya, what did you do? It's still shrinking?"

Let's talk about Yunyan.

After Yunyan fled in embarrassment from the medicine garden, he returned to his foothold.

Not long after he came back, Jiuqiu woke up. He sat up slowly from the bed, looked at Yunyan who had returned gloomyly, and asked:

"where did you go?"

Yunyan turned around, saw Jiuqiu's expression, and knew that another personality had woken up, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, but it didn't show on his face:

"I went to see an old friend."

"Oh? Then why do you look at me with a regretful expression?"

"what are you talking about?"

Yunyan pretended to be stupid, but he couldn't help but search for the puppet he made before:

He misses the previous Jiuqiu so much.

Seeing Yunyan's small movements, Jiuqiu laughed nervously:

"That personality came out, didn't it?"

"..." Yun Yan didn't speak, his face was even a little ugly.

And his ugly face was not because of Jiuqiu's words, but because he found that he hadn't found the little puppet before, and it should have been lost during the fight.

"Hurry up and give me a body~~"

Seeing Yunyan's pause, Jiuqiu laughed gleefully. He twisted his pretty face, and after the smile disappeared, he said softly to Yunyan, "Otherwise I'll eat him~~~"

Yunyan gradually retracted the gentle expression on his face, staring at Jiuqiu in front of him, his eyes darkened.

Come here for a while, Yunyan said:

"It's time for you to take your medicine. I'll make it for you right now."

"Take medicine~~Take medicine~~~" Jiuqiu leaned back on the pillow again, humming an out-of-tune tune, waiting for Yunyan to come back.

In order to relieve the pain in the body, Yunyan added sleeping ingredients to the medicine Jiuqiu drank. After Jiuqiu took the medicine, he fell into a drowsy sleep until midnight.

When the night was dark, Jiuqiu suddenly felt someone caressing his forehead.

Could it be Yunyan?

Feeling dizzy in his head, Jiuqiu impatiently stretched out his hand and scratched randomly in mid-air, hoping to drive away this guy who disturbed the dream.

But after such a move, he suddenly thought:

After losing his temper a few times, Yunyan would never disturb him when he was sleeping, so who is he by his side now?

The white mist in his head that made him confused instantly dissipated, Jiuqiu immediately opened his eyes vigilantly, and looked towards his bedside, only to see a young man sitting by his bedside, looking at him tenderly.

Seeing Jiuqiu wake up, the boy smiled at Jiuqiu, the small dimple made the boy look extra soft and cute:

"Are you awake? Remember me?"

Seeing that it was this boy, Jiuqiu was suddenly not afraid anymore. He calmed down, got up by himself, leaned on the pillow, looked the boy in front of him up and down, and asked suspiciously:

"who are you?"

"Yun Yi."

Xia Yunyi moved closer, smoothed Jiuqiu's strand of black hair affectionately, and said,

"I'm Yun Yi, the puppet made by your brother, have you forgotten?"

He tilted his head, and suddenly said: "Actually, it's a bit wrong to say that, but in general, I should still be."

Why is this name so familiar?

Because the two personalities cannot share memories, and his soul is unstable, Jiuqiu thought for a while before he realized who the person in front of him was, and his expression changed:

"What are you doing here?"

"It's like this, Yunyan spent a lot of effort to revive you, do you know that?"

"know."

"Then he destroyed Shen Wuya's body, do you know that?"

"..."

Jiuqiu understood, and he asked: "Then you came to kill me to take revenge on Yunyan?"

"No, I know you are not 'Jiuqiu' in a strict sense." Xia Yunyi looked at a point in the dark room in distress, and muttered to himself, "It's like I'm not a 'nine autumn' in a strict sense now." Yunyi'."

After saying this sentence, he waved his hand, as if he could get rid of the uncomfortable factor, and continued to say to Jiuqiu: "It doesn't matter, what Yunyan wants is my body, and then give my body to me." You use it, right?"

"……Correct."

Although Yunyan didn't say it clearly, Jiuqiu knew it was the case.

"If it can help you, I can give it to you, because Shen Wuya is gone, what's the point of me being here?" Xia Yunyi said with a sigh.

But when Jiuqiu was about to say something, Xia Yunyi suddenly looked at Jiuqiu again, and asked, "But why aren't you 'Jiuqiu'? Isn't Yunyan responsible for your current appearance?"

Jiuqiu opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

This is actually a heart disease of his, but he didn't expect to be told by this person.

Seeing that Jiuqiu's expression softened, Xia Yunyi whispered in Jiuqiu's ear:

"Besides, don't you think this is a trap? Your current soul is inherently unstable. If you insist on taking it away, it doesn't matter whether you can survive the separation. Even if I am unconscious, my soul can survive the rebellion. You can easily be defeated, haven't you thought about this?"

He paused and continued:

"Yunyan is killing two birds with one stone. If you get rid of me, it can also get rid of you. How great it is."

Jiuqiu's face suddenly sank: "Then what can you do?"

"There's nothing you can do." Xia Yunyi chuckled and said, "I just want to scare you. Since Yunyan made everything, I don't believe that you don't have any intention of revenge. Why, I still remember you being killed by Yunyan. The pain of burning to ashes?"

This sentence pulled Jiuqiu back from here to a place thousands of years ago.

At that time, Yunyan wanted to get rid of him every day, but he followed up foolishly, hoping to influence Yunyan.But the facts proved that he was a fool, Yunyan didn't appreciate it at all, instead he figured out where his real body was from his mouth, and then burned the real body with fire.

Jiuqiu still remembers the pain of being burned, not only he, but also his body.

At that time, the burning of the spiritual fire was overwhelming, and he watched his body collapse, and the severe pain from inside his body made him feel like dying. When he was struggling to ask Yunyan for help, he only saw Yunyan's happy smile and the hatred for myself.

At that time, his heart was cold.

It was obvious that his body was in pain and hot, but his soul felt a bone-chilling cold.

Recalling these, Jiuqiu's face became paler, he covered his face, and hated Yunyan in an instant.

"what should I do?"

When Jiuqiu raised his head and was about to ask Xia Yunyi what to do, he found that he was the only one left here, as if the previous Xia Yunyi was an illusion.

"Squeak-"

The door of the room opened suddenly, Yunyan walked in, saw Jiuqiu leaning on the pillow instead of sleeping on the bed, and asked suspiciously:

"What's wrong with you Jiuqiu?"

Seeing Yunyan, Jiuqiu suddenly became extremely calm for a moment. He looked at Yunyan indifferently and said:

"It's nothing."

"But I seem to hear someone talking in your room."

"Can't you talk to yourself?"

After retorting a sentence in a vicious voice, Jiuqiu suddenly stretched out a hand to Yunyan and called, "Come here, hold my hand."

Yunyan was startled by Jiuqiu's sudden kindness, looked at the bony hand stretched out in front of him, and couldn't bear to refuse, so he walked to Jiuqiu's bed, held that frighteningly thin hand, and asked: "What's wrong?"

After being held by hand, Jiuqiu suddenly leaned into Yunyan's arms. This movement almost made Yunyan jump up, but he held back and asked:

"What happened?"

"It's nothing."

Listening to Yunyan's heartbeat, Jiuqiu said softly, "I had a dream. I dreamed about the original thing."

I created you, this heart should be mine.