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1787 Chapter 1787 The End of the World 9

My body was very uncomfortable, especially in my dantian, which seemed to be pulled by someone to a nerve in her body, which hurts.??

"Since the young master is uncomfortable, I will come to see my father tomorrow."

"No, I'm fine."

Dugu Jing looked at Ye Xiyue and saw that her pale face had returned to normal. It was really okay.

"Young Master Xi, your forehead..."

Ye Xiyue touched her forehead, "What's wrong with my forehead?"

"I just saw a red light flashing."

Ye Xiyue frowned. This reminded her of what Xiao Xuegu said to her when she came to see Dugu Jing, because there was a red light on her forehead that attracted Xiao Xuegu's attention.

Ye Xiyue also felt strange. She was dizzy just now, and it hurt so much that she felt very uncomfortable. Now she has nothing to do.

strangeness……

Looking at the totem again, she remembered that she had nothing to think about, but just saw this totem...

"It's nothing, maybe I was dazzled just now." Dugu Jing was quite normal, but just after seeing this incredible scene today, he felt that there was something wrong with his vision. Is he really dazzled?

Ye Xiyue withdrew her gaze and followed Dugu Jing into the inner room.

"That's my father."

There is a white jade bed in the inner room. The bed is gentle and not cold. A man with gray hair is lying on the bed with his clothes, covering his body with a thin layer of brocade quilt.

Ye Xiyue walked over and looked at his face carefully. Her cheeks were rosy and her face was normal. She could easily feel the heartbeat from the old man, which proved that he was still alive.

"A year ago, my father suddenly fell into a coma. No matter what method he used, he could not wake up. I believe you have heard it outside. Over the past year, many people have said that my father is dead and want us to bury him."

"I still breathe, why do you say you are dead? Can't those people notice it?"

Dugu Jing smiled helplessly, "It's a bit incredible to say that. Every day, my father only has one hour to breathe. I specially brought you here during this period of time just to let you check it carefully to see if you have seen such symptoms?"

Is there only one hour of the day breathing?

Ye Xiyue looked through the eyelids and mouth of Mr. Dugu, touched the location of his heart, and helped him cut the pulse, "No pulse?"

"Yes, I have a heartbeat but no pulse, but I can't wake up even though I'm alive."

"I've seen a patient like this before."

Dugu Jing looked a little excited, "Young Master Xi, have you really seen him?"

"Mu Chuxia, the current mother of the Lord of the Demon City."

"Tianmo City?" Dugu Jing is not unfamiliar with this place. Although the Tianmo City is in the low world, its power has been derived from the middle world and is the dominant of the low world.

"But Mu Chuxia's situation is different from that of Mr. Dugu. Mu Chuxia suffered from heart-digging pain at that time, and his soul had been pulled out of his body, and he had been relying on soul-suppressing blood to maintain his life characteristics. It lasted for a long time, fifteen years.
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