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Chapter 202: Not Dead...

Zhuo Pingjian looked a little stunned, and murmured: "Dead? Dead..."

"what--"

Zhuo Pingjian suddenly held his head and cried out, as if his head was splitting and he was in excruciating pain, and his body was twisting and struggling uncontrollably.

"Zhuo Pingjian!" Bai Xing was shocked and anxious, and grabbed his shoulders.

Anxious, Bai Xing hurriedly said, "Zhuo Pingjian, calm down, he's not dead, he's not dead!"

Zhuo Pingjian was in so much pain that he couldn't hear anything. It felt like a hole was gouged out in his chest, and air was leaking out. The oxygen he had just breathed in leaked out in an instant, and he suddenly felt suffocated.

Several people's faces flashed through his mind, and finally one by one they left him and fell in front of him.

The laughter of the crowd rang in his ears again, like a spell eroding his mind over and over again.

He seemed to have returned to his childhood, with his mother's hand sliding down his cheek. He didn't know what was wrong with his mother. He climbed onto the bed and slept beside his mother as usual.

It was snowing outside and he was very cold, but the quilt was only a thin layer and his mother's body was also cold. He hugged her tightly but could not keep her warm.

He asked: "Honghong, what happened to mother?"

After a long while, a voice in his mind said, "She is dead."

His pupils shrank. "Dead? Like the wet nurse? But didn't my grandfather just come back? Mother often stares at the portrait of my grandfather. I thought she would be very happy that my grandfather was back."

"But now that Grandpa is back, why did Mother die? Doesn't Mother want to see Grandpa?"

"Is it because Jian'er didn't bring Grandpa back that made Mother unhappy? If Jian'er brings Grandpa home tomorrow, will Mother not die? Will Mother be happy to see Grandpa?"

Back then, everyone told him that his wet nurse was dead, but he thought they were joking. Later, he never saw her again.

He asked his mother, and she said, "She has gone to a very far place. She will be watching you from heaven."

When he grew up a little, he recalled that scene and felt filled with regret. He thought his brothers and sisters were playing with him, but he didn't expect that they wanted to harm him. The wet nurse died for him.

Later, everyone kept telling him that his grandmother who smiled whenever she saw him was dead, his uncle who was very strict with him was dead, his sister who brought him delicious food every time she came to visit was dead, and his cousin who would climb trees and play with him was also dead...

Dead, all dead...

Only he is alive...

Hong Hong is dead too...

Why is he still alive?

There was a ringing in his ears, and in a trance, Zhuo Pingjian seemed to hear someone calling him, saying over and over again that he was not dead.

not dead?

Zhuo Pingjian silently repeated this sentence unconsciously, muttering to himself: "Not dead?"

Bai Xing shouted until his mouth was dry. He finally heard Zhuo Pingjian's weak voice and said hurriedly, "Yes, he is not dead, not dead, he is still alive and well."

He immediately summoned 'Honghong', "Look, he is right here, open your eyes and you can see him."

As soon as Young Master Tianfeng came out, he saw the dying Zhuo Pingjian with a complicated look in his eyes. Zhuo Pingjian was already weak in spirit and his vitality was severely damaged.

He should have rested, but now he is so distressed. If he doesn't control himself, he will not be able to get through this.

In the end, he couldn't escape death.

For some unknown reason, he entered Zhuo Pingjian's sea of consciousness as usual, with no obstructions along the way. Young Master Tianfeng was both surprised and not surprised.

The place had returned to its previous state, his usual habitat was still there, and everything was the same as it was before he left.

Young Master Tianfeng was upset, but he still patiently tried to comfort her as usual.

Zhuo Pingjian heard that familiar voice again and slowly calmed down.

Bai Xing saw that everyone had finally quieted down, so he carried him down from the platform. Bai Xing glanced around and saw a soft couch appear on the ground. Bai Xing put him on the couch.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed, he seemed uneasy, as if he was haunted by a nightmare.

Bai Xing frowned, lowered his head and thought for a while, recalling his mother's gentle caress before he went to sleep when he was a child, and patted Zhuo Pingjian's body awkwardly.

"Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are......"

Bai Xing sang it over and over again, as if she had sung it countless times, her voice was deep and pleasant.

Bai Xing didn't stop until he heard the sound of even breathing.

At this time, Young Master Tianfeng also walked out of Zhuo Pingjian's sea of consciousness, returned to Bai Xing's sea of consciousness, and closed his eyes to practice.

Bai Xing ignored him and reached out his hand to use his spiritual power to sort out the somewhat disordered spiritual power in his body.

After it was over, Bai Xing sat down on the ground with a look of fear on his face.

If Zhuo Pingjian really had an accident, he would not be able to forgive himself.

Bai Xing was extremely grateful at this moment that he did not really kill Feng Yi.

As soon as he stopped, pain came like a tide. Bai Xing's face turned pale in pain and his fingertips were shaking.

Bai Xing tried hard not to curl up. He glanced at the people around him who were eyeing him covetously, and his heart felt a little cold.

He couldn't show his weakness at this time...

Bai Xing endured the severe pain, suppressed the spiritual power that was about to erupt, sat down cross-legged with an expressionless face, and adjusted his breathing.

When everyone saw Bai Xing like this, they all wondered whether he had recovered. Now he dared to practice as if no one was around. Could it be that he had another trump card?

Looking at Yu Heng who was standing silently at one side, no one dared to act rashly.

Yu Heng seems silent, but his presence is very strong. Ever since he showed his skills before, no one dares to be arrogant and think that they can defeat this man and Bai Xing who possesses the treasure.

However, Zhuo Pingjian's fall made some people restless again. Everyone looked at the platform with different thoughts, maintaining a delicate balance.

In such a strange atmosphere, a clear female voice broke the silence.

"Hi~ Yunxing, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Then, she seemed to have thought of something, "Wow, so you can make pills, I thought you couldn't."

Hearing this man's voice and familiar tone, everyone began to guess who this person was.

When someone asks, someone will explain. The person lowered his voice and said, "She is the last disciple of the master of Cangzhou Dan Hall."

The head of Dan Hall has only one closed disciple, who is now well known to everyone.

Even though I have never met him in person, I have heard of him.

"She is Qin Yaer? Seeing is believing."

"Didn't Young Master Qin just go upstairs? How come she is here?"

"Who knows? She actually knows Bai Xing and calls him Yun Xing? Haha, this is going to be interesting."

"Yes, everyone here, who doesn't know that he is the famous Bai Hou of Dayun? I have heard that Dantang and Dayun are not on good terms. Now let's see how Bai Xing will end up."