Vol 2 Chapter 437: , Life returns!

"Okay, then, let me lie down for a while as compensation..." Zhang Xiang said with a tired expression on his face. EbookFREE.me
After listening to Zhang Xiang's words, Mikoto's face flashed anxious again.
"Are you okay, are you still uncomfortable? Wait, I'll go to the doctor now..." Mikoto's face showed an anxious expression, and she wanted to stand up and go to the doctor.
"It's okay, I just want to enjoy some knee pillows." Zhang Xiang grabbed Mikoto's hand and said to Mikoto.
However, Zhang Xiang's remarks were obviously taken by Mikoto as a brave remark, or simply as a decadent psychology of giving up treatment.
"No, if you get better, if you want a knee pillow, I will definitely give you a pillow until you are satisfied. For now, I'd better go to the doctor." Mikoto wiped the tears from her face, choked up Coax Zhang Xiang and said.
It's also because she doesn't have makeup.
Otherwise, her face will really become a tabby cat at this time.
Zhang Xiang also clearly heard the meaning of her words, so he gave a wry smile, moved his head away from Mikoto's knee, and sat up.
"It seems that you still don't believe me. But, it doesn't matter, since you have promised me that I want to sleep as long as I want. Then, these things will wait until later. Now, I will resume to show you. "Zhang Xiang sat up, and under Mikoto's worried expression, stood up.
And just after Zhang Xiang stood up, he sang a low voice from his mouth, like music.
At the moment when the words in Zhang Xiang’s mouth fell, the huge gray dark-colored shield that enveloped Zhang Xiang’s body was like a bubble that had been punctured, and scattered into the sky with a sound of'poof'. The gray and dark fire is coming. See 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Net
And, in the next instant, those dark fires seemed to have been summoned by their respective maternal bodies.
It was only half a second, and the thirteen blazing gray flames had already appeared around Zhang Xiang.
"Return to my body!" Zhang Xiang said coldly.
In his voice, it seemed that there was a special kind of magical power. At the moment when his voice fell, the dark gray flames floating around Zhang Xiang suddenly shrank and became more and more intense. The ground solidified.
Even, there is a crystal clear feeling.
Then, when those dark fires were reduced to the size of marbles.
It was the thirteen crystal clear gray dark fire beads, and they began to spin around Zhang Xiang's body quickly, and gradually narrowed the circle.
In the end, it turned into an arc of gray dark fire bead lines and submerged in Zhang Xiang's body.
And these dark dark fire beads, after submerging into Zhang Xiang's body, began to fly straight towards Zhang Xiang's heart.
And, in the end, Zhang Xiang's heart beat vigorously, but stayed around the heart that gave people a lack of stamina, forming a circle.
"Go back to the original!" Zhang Xiang whispered again.
Suddenly, a gray line of Underworld Fire emerged from the Underworld Beads at the same time, connecting to the previous Underworld Bead.
Then, an abundant force with vitality emerged from the thirteen beads and enveloped Zhang Xiang's heart.
In an instant, Zhang Xiang was like taking a cold shower in June, or drinking a cold drink in Xia Futian, and the pores of his entire body seemed to be opened.
A feeling of incomparable refreshment spread throughout Zhang Xiang's body as the powerful heart pumped blood to all parts of the body.
And with this refreshing feeling, Zhang Xiang felt that his extremely exhausted body was immediately injected with enough strength, and every cell of the body was emitting a pleasant feeling.
The most obvious manifestation was that Zhang Xiang's originally pale face began to become ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even his pupils, which appeared to be dilated and apathetic due to overuse, gradually returned to their original colors.
Well, Zhang Xiang just overused the "Suzuo Nenghu", and the blood that slipped from the corner of his eyes condensed on his face, making it seem that he was a bit arrogant at this time.
"Ah, it's so comfortable!" Zhang Xiang stretched out, making a'cracking' sound all over his body.
Then, he started to do the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics... It's strange, that is, stretched out, and exercised casually.
For example, a fist was waved, and there was a sound that contained a sonic boom.
All of this made Mikoto, who was still raining with pear blossoms next to him, couldn't help but look a little dazed.
"You...are you okay?" Mikoto wanted to stand up and see the truth.
However, when she wanted to stand up, a painful color suddenly flashed across her face.
The delicate body that wanted to stand up, but now halfway up, sat down again.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Xiang asked concerned, squatting down quickly.
"No... it's okay..." A painful expression flashed across Tsao Jiao Mikoto's face, and she pulled her somewhat messy skirt down a bit.
However, at this moment, Zhang Xiang suddenly grabbed her right hand and opened her skirt.
Don't get me wrong, it just opened a bit.
It's really just one point, but it's just lifted enough to see the pure white leggings that the other party is wearing underneath.
Well, if the other party is not wearing leggings at this time, I am afraid that he will be able to directly see the fat times.
Zhang Xiang felt that with Meiqin's arrogant personality, Fat Ci should also be that kind of cute type.
Keke, okay, get back to business!
"This is?" Zhang Xiang's face became serious.
He looked at the part of the inner thighs of Mikoto's feet, as well as the white skin on the inner calves, all of which had turned lavender at this time.
Moreover, there are some reddish marks of burns.
Feeling the thirty-four degrees of the ground under his feet, Zhang Xiang suddenly understood something.
In order to prevent Zhang Xiang’s head from touching the purple crystallized ground and allow him to have a good rest environment, Mikoto actually endured the poisonous gas intrusion and hotness, and sat on the crystallized purple ground to make Zhang Xiang pillowed her lap.
Zhang Xiang could imagine how anxious Mikoto was when he passed out.
How did she cry, sat down, hugged herself in her arms, and put herself on her thigh...