Xia Qingkong shook her head, stood firm, and withdrew her hand that was not being supported by them. She smiled lightly and said, "It's okay. Maybe I didn't get enough rest."
"Master, please put your body first." Although Xilingxiu's tone was calm, there was a hint of concern.
"Sister Qing, just leave the matter to us. You should have a good rest." People in the night group were also concerned.
"I understand, thank you." Xia Qingkong smiled happily, but the next second, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the ground.
Before she fell into coma, she only saw the frightened and self-blaming eyes of those people.
Harumon.
In Nuo Da's room, Xia Qingkong slowly woke up and looked at the dark surroundings, feeling a sense of familiarity.
This is Harudo's room. She still remembers the frightened looks of those people before she passed out. She must have scared them!
A wry smile appeared on the corner of Qingkong's mouth, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of snow-white in the corner of his eyes. His eyes were astonished, and his face was full of horror.
How could it happen?! How could it happen so fast?!
Xia Qingkong picked up a strand of her hair and saw a trace of snow-white at the tip. Although it was very short, it was very eye-catching compared to the other black hair.
But an even more magical scene appeared. Soon, the snow-white color of the fever disappeared and turned into the dark eyes before.
It was as if the change had never happened before.
"Dong dong dong -" At the same time, there was a knock on the door.
"Enter."
"Sister Qing, you finally woke up! It scared me to death! I didn't even dare to tell the team leader!" After everyone in the night group entered the house, they finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Qing Kong waking up.
"Don't tell anyone else about this matter, otherwise it will be dealt with according to the sect's rules." Xia Qingkong gave the order, and no one else could know about this matter.
With this first time, she learned a lesson and would not let others see it again.
"Ah Xiu, what time is it now?" Seeing Xiling Xiu's worry and disapproval, Xia Qingkong smiled lightly.
"It's already night. Mu Zili called me many times. I can only say that the master has important things to do." Xiling Xiu said calmly.
"You did a good job. Give me the phone." Xia Qingkong glanced at him with satisfaction, and then he handed over the phone.
Looking at the communication records, it turned out that there were many phone calls and many unanswered text messages.
Qing'er, where are you and when will you come back.
Qing'er, let's have dinner together tonight.
Qing'er, it's very late. Come back quickly and take care of yourself.
Qing'er, why does something important take so long? Do you want my help?!
Qing'er...
There are actually more than a dozen text messages like this.
"He actually means it." Xia Qingkong looked at these text messages and chuckled, feeling warm in her heart.
After pressing the familiar number, Xia Qingkong answered Mu Zili's call. Hearing the familiar voice, her heart felt even warmer.
She just dialed and he picked up immediately. It seemed that he must be waiting for her call.
"Qing'er, why did you call me so late?" There was a trace of resentment in his voice unconsciously.
"I'm sorry for making you worry. I've finished handling it and will go back to the hotel soon. You should go to bed early. I have work tomorrow." The trace of concern in Xia Qingkong's voice made Mu Zili very happy.
"Well, you should come back early and have a rest." Mu Zili raised the corner of her mouth on the phone and said softly.
