Above Xia Weiran's head, golden and silver light intertwined like silk threads, tightly surrounding the horns.

"Brother?" Xia Weiran couldn't see this scene herself, she looked at Thirty-Three Heavens in confusion.

"Ji?" The little wooden spirit has no facial features, otherwise, it must have a blank look on its face. Why is this scene different from what it knows?

"hiss!"

There was a sudden sharp pain on the top of his forehead. Xia Weiran couldn't help but scream. He subconsciously covered the painful area with his hands, but he touched the corner of his head.

The pain cannot be relieved and cannot be ignored.

"Oh my God, brother!"

When in pain, people will subconsciously call out to those close to them, and Xia Weiran called Thirty-Three Heavens.

"What's wrong?" Thirty-three people hugged Xia Weiran immediately. He was very anxious and heartbroken. But he was not a doctor and had no way to treat Xia Weiran.

Wait, treatment?

Thirty-three days ago, he quickly cast one of his dual-selected skills: Healing.

The next moment, Xia Weiran and Thirty-Three Heavens both glowed with a burst of green light. This was the healing effect of the healing skill, which could restore a certain amount of health.

Xia Weiran's condition eased slightly, but she couldn't hold on for a few seconds as she was overwhelmed by pain again.

What on earth is going on? Thirty-three people were worried: "If not, go offline, choose to go offline?"

If it were him, he would persist in order to find out the reason, but when it came to his sister, he had no way to make a more "rational" choice. At this time, he just hoped that his sister could get rid of the pain.

"Hold it." Ni suddenly spoke, advising Xia Weiran to persist and Thirty-Three-Days not to be anxious.

Of course he couldn't bear to see Xia Weiran suffer, but he was not as anxious as Thirty-Three Heavens. Moreover, as an NPC who could know certain information in advance, he felt that enduring this period of pain would only be good for Xia Weiran, not harmful.

"Yeah... eh..."

The little wood spirit knew that singing could bring joy and strength to others and make people forget their pain, so it sang very hard in the hope of helping Xia Weiran.

Unfortunately, the pain Xia Weiran felt was so severe that her whole head was shrouded in pain, and she had no intention of enjoying Xiao Muling's performance.

"Ah, ah!"

Xia Weiran is an adult, and ordinary pain will not make her collapse. But at this moment, the sharp pain is like many steel needles piercing her forehead, and even the bones cannot stop it. She couldn't help it, and she let out a cry of pain

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Thirty-three people couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to log out and then force his sister to leave the game through the guardian system.

Just before he decided to log off, the light that was originally intertwined on Xia Weiran's head suddenly enveloped her whole body, and floated her with it.

Thirty-three people watched Xia Weiran "rise" from his arms.

Xia Weiran stopped crying in pain.

The pain had left temporarily, but she became more confused.

what happened?

This is also what Thirty-Three-Day and Diving Xiaodie are thinking about.

Before they could come up with a reasonable reason, the light turned into a cocoon, tightly surrounding Xia Weiran.

For thirty-three days, I stared at the cocoon in the sky.

The first word that came to his mind was to break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly.

A very beautiful word.

If, sister...

"Bang!"

Before thirty-three people could think of anything else, the cocoon in the air suddenly exploded.

The light is extremely bright.

Extremely dazzling.

When the dazzling light finally disappeared, Thirty-Three-year-old immediately looked for his sister.

No.

Xia Weiran could not be seen at all.
Chapter completed!