Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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Yang Zimei pushed away Sadako's hand that was wiping her blood and tears, and bent over to pick up the master and carry him to his room.

She couldn't let her master stay in this weird room, she wanted to keep an eye on his activities.

According to Master's numerology, he only has one week left.

In this week, the master, who has only a glimmer of life left, doesn't know what changes will happen.

Even if she never recovers his soul, she still has to stay by his side and cannot let such weird things happen again.

When I took Master out of the coffin, it felt very light.

Now, her vitality is greatly damaged, and her physical strength is about the same as that of Lan Yaya. It feels very difficult to hug the master again.

"Master, let me come."

Sadako hurriedly wanted to come over and help.

"No, I will do it myself. You are not allowed to touch my master!"

Yang Zimei rejected Sadako directly.

The master is hers, no matter how seriously injured she is, she must hold him personally.

I will never forget those ten years on the mountain. Master cared me even more than my parents.

The master has hugged her for ten years, and she just hugged the master for a moment. How could she let others do it for her?

Holding Master's body, he walked out of the gloomy room step by step. His face, which had just regained some color, began to gradually turn pale again.

My heart aches very much.

The pain was like being stabbed with a dull knife.

Sadako, who followed her, was no better than her. She covered her heart and staggered in her steps.

Lan Yaya accompanied Yang Zimei worriedly, carefully comforting her, "Zimei, if you feel tired, just take a rest, don't let yourself fall."

Yang Zimei shook his head.

It seemed that only in this way could she repay the kindness that Master had given her in raising and teaching her for ten years.

Only in this way can she feel a little less guilty about her master's negligence.

The black cat followed her, looking very heavy.

"Yaya, come here!"

Little Qianqian, who was thrown outside and lying on the crib, called out to Lan Yaya.

Lan YaYa hurried over and pushed him up.

Xiao Qian, who had been observing outside, did not witness the backlash of Yang Zimei's vitality, but could sense from the messy aura above the roof that her summoning had failed.

But I didn't expect that the consequences would be so serious.

Xiao Qian is most familiar with Yang Zimei's essence.

Yang Zimei is different from others. It is as if there is an inexhaustible energy source installed in his body. No matter how much energy is consumed, he can recover with a little rest and adjustment.

Looking at the way she walks now, her steps are weak and weak, her face is pale, and her long black hair has even turned into ice blue.

This showed that her internal injuries were at least 70%.

The reason why Yang Zimei was so seriously injured was not mainly because of the backlash of vitality caused by the failure to summon the spirit, but because of excessive sadness and despair, unable to accept the facts for a while, and being so angry that he was so angry.

Physical injuries can be easily recovered, but heart injuries take a long time to heal.

"Xiao Qian, Sadako doesn't do anything. Why does his eyebrows change color, and she also changes color, and her eyebrows bleed and cry, and she also bleeds and tears? And it seems to be very hurt."

Lan YaYa asked Xiao Qian.

"Because their essence and energy are already connected."

Xiao Qian looked at Sadako who was following Yang Zimei and was very worried.

If Yang Zimei is injured, Sadako is injured, it doesn't matter.

What I fear most is that if something happens to Sadako, something will happen to Yang Zimei as well.

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