Chapter 2862
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She almost fainted. She quickly stopped her cultivation and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her lips had lost all color.
Her internal organs hurt. She clutched her chest and rested for a while before she felt better. She looked at Zhuge Yan and smiled weakly. Then, she froze.
She felt a pair of hands gently caressing the corner of her mouth, helping her wipe away the blood.
It was a familiar aura, a familiar feeling.
But there was clearly nothing, and he was just lying there quietly.
In an instant, she cried. Her eyes were wet. "Zhu … Zhuge Yan, is that you?"
"Zhuge Yan!"
She felt the corner of her eyes warm as if something was being ironed.
She cried harder and harder.
It's him!
She looked at Zhuge Yan again. She held his large palm and pressed it against her face.
After a while, the warmth in the corner of her eyes gradually cooled. It was gone. She was still crying.
When Zhuge Ling came to deliver supper, she quickly composed herself and smiled with red eyes.
Zhuge Ling, "…"
She was crying!
She looked at Mo Weiyi and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Mo Weiyi said, "Nothing."
Her voice was a little hoarse.
Zhuge Ling grunted and looked in his brother's direction. He was lying there quietly.
She was a girl after all. She was very fragile.
She sighed and looked at Mo Weiyi. "I've already contacted Uncle Mo to tell you that she's safe for now."
Mo Weiyi said, "Okay, thank you."
Zhuge Ling said, "Princess, you're too polite."
He bade her good night and left.
Big Uncle and Auntie were waiting for him. They asked about Mo Weiyi's situation and Zhuge Ling reported it truthfully.
Zhuge Ming and Ge Hui nodded.
Actually, they could know anything that happened in the grotto anytime they wanted.
They just didn't pay much attention to it. They would only receive the news when she was in danger.
She cultivated too quickly and consumed too much energy.
The supper that Zhuge Ling sent was actually something that she had specially made for Weiyi. It could heal the damage to her ears.
This was the only thing they could do.
After finishing his supper, Mo Weiyi felt much better.
He looked at the empty cutlery in astonishment.
This late-night snack was probably not an ordinary late-night snack.
Lying beside Zhuge Yan, he looked at her and asked, "Was I too anxious?"
She was met with silence.
Mo Weiyi paused. "Good night."
She kissed Zhuge Yan and closed her eyes.
He was really tired today. Not long after lying down, he fell asleep. He even dreamed of Zhuge Yan.
In the dream, they cultivated together.
When she encountered difficulties, he would earnestly help her explain and congratulate her on advancing.
When she woke up, her heart was empty.
He looked at Zhuge Yan and said, "Good morning, my dear."
After kissing her, she was not in a hurry to cultivate. Instead, she began to familiarize herself with some of the cultivation techniques that she had previously cultivated.
Coupled with an entire night's worth of news, the wilted leaves in his mind slowly became plump. However, they were still dull and lusterless.
She roughly guessed that before the seedling regained its luster, she could not continue to cultivate and could only revise her previous cultivation techniques.
After an entire month, the seedling finally regained its luster.
Mo Weiyi took a deep breath and glanced at Zhuge Yan. She did not know if she was going to cultivate to the next level.
She didn't understand the rules of the cultivation world at all, so she was confused.
Uncle Zhuge and Auntie Ge Hui did not tell her either.
But she knew that in this world of cultivation, she was just at the beginning. At least, she was still a rookie stubbornly stuck at the bronze rank.
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