Looking at Luo Xiaoqian's appearance, Locke just frowned, "Leng Zimo is dead!"
"impossible!"
Raising his hand to grab her arm, Locke bent down and looked at her face, "Sissi, please listen clearly, Leng Zimo is dead!"
"No!" Luo Xiaoqian's voice was louder than his.
"Sir, you'd better not stimulate her now..." Looking at Locke's face that was livid with anger, Yin Yi was busy trying to dissuade her, "Her mood is very unstable now. If she is strongly stimulated again, her spirit will
Unbearable!"
"Get out of here!" Locke threw off Yin Yi's arm and said, "Take him out."
The men rushed forward and dragged Yin Yi towards the door.
"If you stimulate her again, she will go crazy!" Yin Yi shouted outside the door.
"Go away, don't touch me!" Luo Xiaoqian pushed Locke away hard, jumped out of bed and ran out the door, "I want to find Zimo, Zimo..."
"Stop!" Locke grabbed her arm, pulled her into his arms and hugged her, "You are mine, I don't allow you to go!"
"Let me go..." Luo Xiaoqian just struggled hard, punching and kicking him, "Liar, let me go, I'm going to find Zimo..."
Seeing her crazy look, Locke's eyebrows frowned more and more.
He could feel the incredible power coming from her body, and looking at her face, which was full of messy hair and almost collapsed, he finally had no choice but to compromise.
"Sissi, calm down. Yes, I lied to you. Leng Zimo is not dead. That was just a fake photo. He is still alive, still alive..."
"Really?" Luo Xiaoqian suddenly stopped struggling, raised her face from his arms, and looked at him expectantly with her eyes.
"Really!" Locke nodded solemnly, "I do want to kill him, but I haven't done it yet."
Really? How could her Leng Zimo die?!
Luo Xiaoqian felt relieved, and her tense nerves also relaxed.
After a moment, she came back to her senses and pushed Locke away, "Don't touch me again!"
"Okay, I won't touch you, then..." Locke brushed over her shoeless feet, "How about you go back to the bed by yourself?!"
Hearing his reminder, Luo Xiaoqian noticed that she was standing barefoot on the ground. She immediately turned back to the side of the bed and sat on it again, her eyes still staring at Locke, "Don't come over, my man is Leng Zimo, no one else can
You can touch me!"
Her hair was disheveled, her face had an unhealthy blush, and her eyes were not as clear as usual.
Locke didn't dare to irritate her anymore and just said gently, "Okay, I won't touch you. I'll go outside and you can lie down and rest, okay?!"
"I don't want to rest, I want to go find Zimo."
"You must be hungry, right? Do you want me to go find you something to eat? What do you like to eat?" Locke comforted Luo Xiaoqian like a child.
"No, I don't want to eat." Luo Xiaoqian leaned on the back of the bed, "I want to go find Zimo..."
As her spirit relaxed, fatigue began to rise, and her voice became noticeably lower.
"Let's have something to eat first before we go, okay?"
"I don't want to eat, I want to find... Zimo..."
Luo Xiaoqian's eyes became more and more dull, then she closed her eyes, leaned on the back of the bed, and fell to one side.
"Sissi!" Locke exclaimed and rushed over to help her.
"I'm looking for... Zimo..." Luo Xiaoqian muttered in a low voice, and then fell into a deep sleep.
