Chapter 319

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Yang Zimei deceived her family, saying that Yuqing was staying at the Lotte Hotel, and she wanted to spend more time with her master, so she would not go home to stay at night.

The family all knew the relationship between the two masters and apprentices, and they didn't say much. They just hoped that she could go home for dinner once in a while, and don't forget to study.

Yang Zimei nodded and agreed, going to school on time every day, and lying with the unconscious Long Zhutian at night.

Long Zhutian had to spit out a liquid as thick as black ink every day. However, every time he spit it out, the black and gold color on his face became slightly lighter. It seemed that it was a function of detoxification.

She suddenly remembered her little iron tower that could absorb all the evil spirits, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, wondering if it could take drugs?

Thinking of it, she was eager to try, and put the small iron tower in the palm of his hand——

The tower suddenly vibrated, as if stimulated.

Long Zhutian began to spit out the black venom, much more than usual.

Yang Zimei's fingers rested on his pulse, constantly observing his vital aura. If there was something wrong, he immediately moved the small iron tower away.

Fortunately, the breath of life is not messy!

After spitting out a pot of black blood, Fang stopped.

The strange black and gold layer on Long Zhutian's face faded and turned pale.

Yang Zimei pulled out the small iron tower——

I don't know why, at this time, the induction between her and it seemed to be closer, and she could even feel it as if it was throbbing excitedly, as if it was stimulated by some kind.

Could it be that it was excited because it could absorb the breath of that venom?

"Well--"

A syllable escaped from the corner of Long Zhutian's lips on the bed.

Yang Zimei's heart tensed, she hurriedly put down the small iron tower, and reached out to hold his hand.

Long Zhutian slowly opened his eyes, looked around blankly for a while, his eyes fell on her face, and suddenly, a pure smile appeared on her pale face, "Meimei—"

"Day by day!"

Yang Zimei was overjoyed, "Do you still remember me?"

Long Zhutian pursed his dry lips, "Meimei, who am I...?"

Yang Zimei was a little confused. He remembered himself, but did he forget himself?

"You are Long Zhutian, don't you remember?"

Yang Zimei reached out to help him sit up, blinked his black pupils and looked at him and asked.

Long Zhutian shook his head.

"Then you remember me?"

"Well, eyebrows -" Long Zhutian's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a rippling smile, less deep and cold in the past, more pure and simple, smiling like a child, "I naturally Remember you, I said I would come back to find you."

"Then do you remember where you went?"

Long Zhutian thought for a while, then shook his head, "I just remembered to come back to find you!"

Yang Zimei's heart was sore and painful.

He forgot the whole world, but he did not forget to come back to find himself!

She opened her arms and put her arms around his shoulders. Tears fell uncontrollably on his neck: "Just come back, I've been waiting for you!"

Long Zhutian wrapped her in his arms!

Although the embrace was not as hot as before, it was extraordinarily reassuring.