Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

After sending Shi Yun away, Ning Xiaolei returned to the room.

Now that this girl Ling Xiaoxiao is relying on her, it seems that she will not be able to practice until she wakes up.

However, this is not a short period of time to practice. After going out and experiencing several battles on this trip, my mind is inevitably a little tired, so it would be okay to take a day off.

Originally, he just wanted to close his eyes and rest his mind, but Ning Xiaolei fell into sleep before he knew it.

In the early morning of the next day, Ning Xiaolei woke up leisurely as the sun streamed in through the window.

When he opened his eyes, he found a pair of charming and beautiful eyes staring at him unblinkingly.

The owner of these eyes is naturally Ling Xiaoxiao, who had to hug him to sleep peacefully yesterday.

"Lazy pig, wake up!"

A pale smile appeared on his face, Ling Xiaoxiao said sweetly.

"Uh!" Ning Xiaolei responded casually and tried to sit up, only to realize that Ling Xiaoxiao was still holding him.

Ning Xiaolei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Let go when you wake up. Yesterday, you were yelling and making a fuss. You had to hold me to calm down."

"No, I want to hold you for a while longer." Ling Xiaoxiao pouted and said coquettishly.

"Hey, hey, it's easy for people to misunderstand you." Ning Xiaolei wiped the cold sweat from his head and said.

Although he felt pretty good about this girl, he couldn't be disloyal to Lin Yumeng, so naturally he wouldn't have any other thoughts about Ling Xiaoxiao.

Even if I hugged Ling Xiaoxiao and slept all night yesterday, it was just out of sympathy and pity for her plight.

"Dong dong dong, Xiao Lei, are you awake?"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and then the door was pushed open from the outside.

The person who came in was none other than Lin Yumeng.

Seeing Lin Yumeng, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly panicked. She quickly sat up and explained hurriedly: "Yumeng, Xiaolei and I didn't do anything. Don't get me wrong."

"I know, I didn't misunderstand anything, don't think too much about it."

Lin Yumeng smiled sweetly, walked over and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao carefully: "Are you okay?"

"What's the matter?" Ling Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned, her face a little confused.

"You are sick. You are hot and cold, and you talk a lot in your sleep. It's scary." Lin Yumeng said in surprise.

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao's expression changed rapidly, and she asked anxiously: "What did I say?"

"Ahem, I didn't say anything. It sounds like you were poisoned." Ning Xiaolei coughed lightly and interrupted.

"Poisoned?" Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then was shocked, hurriedly waved his hands and said: "I yelled in my dream, don't take it seriously."

Ning Xiaolei was amused and said with pity, "You are just poisoned because of poisoning. It's not a big deal. I can fix it so that you won't have to suffer this kind of pain again in the future."

"What? You, you know?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked nervously.

Ning Xiaolei didn't hide anything, and said truthfully: "What did you say about Soul-restraining Powder, Ancestor, Snake and the like? I've almost guessed it all."

"This, Xiaolei, no, don't worry about my affairs, my ancestor will kill you." Ling Xiaoxiao said anxiously in a panic.

"Your ancestor didn't care about him before. Now when it comes to your illness, I have a way to cure it." Ning Xiaolei said.

Then, he explained both methods and let Ling Xiaoxiao choose.

"No, you can't go to the snake demon. It's very strong. Can that skill really cure it?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.

Ning Xiaolei patted his chest and assured: "It can definitely be cured, and it's countless times stronger than the demonic technique you practiced. The only problem is that it's this demonic cultivating technique."

"As long as it can be cured, I'm willing to repair it." Ling Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment and said solemnly.

Ning Xiaolei did not hesitate and assigned the technique to Ling Xiaoxiao.