Comatose

"If you succeed, I will remember your meritorious service." Mu Lingluo's red lips moved slightly, revealing an enigmatic smile.

Mu Ziye also responded with a smile and a figure appeared in his mind. He thought to himself, "We should meet again very soon!"

Ye Haoxuan felt as if he had slept for a long time. When he regained consciousness, he felt that his head was very heavy, but his lips were warm and wet, as if there was something squirming on them. The evil Spiritual Force that was rampaging about in its body had also calmed down.

When Ye Haoxuan opened his eyes, a ray of light pierced into his eyes from between the leaves. Immediately, a dream-like, angelic face entered his eyes.