"Senior Brother Huang, I would like to inform you if there was anything wrong with you when you took Senior Nephew Huang off the field just now?" Lin Pingzhen couldn't figure it out. The little girl's pulse was normal, she was fine, and she didn't lose blood like Ningxia just now. If you enter sleep too much, you should wake up soon.
However, he and Huang Hua spent a lot of effort and used different methods, but failed to wake up Huang Wanwan. This made Huang Hua more and more anxious, worried that something serious had happened to his sister.
"No! She was still awake when I picked her up, and she was crying unnaturally. When we arrived at the camp, she didn't feel anything strange. She was still awake just now." Huang Hua was very worried about her sister's current situation. I also regretted impulsively bringing my younger sister, who was still at a low level of cultivation, to the trial forest.
"Is it possible that I was frightened on the court and my mind was unstable?" In fact, Huang Hua himself thought it was ridiculous to suggest this. Indeed, if a person is unconscious, in addition to being severely injured and falling into dormancy, there is also the possibility of spiritual consciousness. problem.
However, most qi-training monks have made little progress in the knowledge of the soul, let alone a little shrimp like Huang Wanwan, whose cultivation is still low. She probably has no concept of the soul at all. This brings up the question, how could such a person be so frightened that his soul was injured? In other words, it is impossible for Huang Wanwan to suffer such a high-level injury. Even if she did, she would have to cultivate a spiritual consciousness!
Lin Pingzhen didn't respond. He had some inexplicable thoughts in his mind but was not sure. For a long time, he stretched out his hand to check again.
Unexpectedly, Huang Wanwan, who had been silent before, opened her eyes. When she woke up, she was startled by the two people so close to her. Why did the world look the same when she woke up?
"Wanwan!" Huang Hua, a grown man, pounced on him without any pretense, asking for help, which made the girl confused. What's going on with her brother? Why is he suddenly sticky?
After some hard work, the girl realized that she thought she was dozing off, but she couldn't wake up, which scared her brother so much. It was obvious that she just felt a little tired and fell asleep. And she didn't feel any discomfort in her sleep, she was just a little drifting. When she woke up, she felt quite comfortable, and she didn't hear her brother's call at all.
"It's okay. It seems that Wanwan was just too tired and fell into sleep. I was impatient. Could you please Junior Brother Lin to come to help? I am impatient." Huang Hua said to Lin Pingzhen rather embarrassedly. He was quite impatient. No patience at all. This made a big mistake and troubled Junior Brother Lin for a long time. He was very sorry.
Lin Pingzhen waved his hand and said gently that it was okay. He also checked the girl's pulse and made sure that she was okay before he stepped away.
"Are you tired?" The Huang brother and sister, who were whining, didn't hear Lin Pingzhen's soft question at all, and just kept feeling happy. Lin Ping really didn't need their answer, but the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, as if something was about to happen.
Immortal cultivators communicate with heaven and earth, and their senses are much sharper than ordinary people. Lin Pingzhen never despises cultivators' premonitions, and has a very bad feeling about this. However, Huang Wanwan was in danger in the afternoon and was still depressed now. As an elder, he kept chasing after her and asking questions.
So Lin Pingzhen had no choice but to hide his doubts in his heart and wait until he asked again the next day to think about it carefully.
Seeing that the two siblings were fine, Lin Pingzhen didn't need to stay here. His junior brother and Ningxia didn't know what was going on, so he said hello to Huang Hua and left to rest in Ningxia.
Hearing what Lin Pingzhen said, Ningxia felt a little strange. Since the morning, Huang Wanwan has been in danger twice, both caused by monsters, and the process has a sense of weirdness no matter how you look at it. It can no longer be summarized by just using the word "unlucky".
How do you say this? There are sixteen monks in this team, why is she the only one who encounters such emergencies twice in a row? Moreover, the sudden rise of the Howling Moon Rabbit and the chaos of the Porcupine Pig were both unusual. There is also Huang Wanwan's unprovoked coma... there is always a sense of conspiracy.
Thinking of this, Ningxia couldn't help but think of Huang Wanwan who was acting a little weird before setting off this morning, and felt a little panicked. Stop, stop, stop, I can’t think about it anymore! She could only stuff away her doubts, and... Brother Zhen seemed to have some ideas.
Ning Xia secretly glanced at Lin Pingzhen, who was sinking like water after telling what happened, and skipped the topic wisely, planning to clean up and go to bed.
