"Do you remember who killed them?" Ling Chuxi was reluctant to ask, but she felt unnerved at Duan Xiaomo's reaction. If she couldn't find the culprit quickly and figure out a way to eliminate the gloomy poison's power, Duan Xiaomo wouldn't be able to return to normal.
"Who killed them... Who killed them?" Duan Xiaomo frowned and thought hard.
"Ah, my head hurts... It hurts!" Duan Xiaomo suddenly grabbed his head and yelled.
"Xiaomo, Xiaomo!" Ling Chuxi grabbed Duan Xiaomo's wrist to check his pulse, but his eyes rolled back into his head and he lost consciousness.
Ling Chuxi was stunned, and quickly checked Duan Xiaomo's mind using her divine consciousness.
"He's fine." Cang Yuan's voice rang out in her mind. "His mind ocean was sealed for too long, so it wasn't used to the sudden opening. Just let him sleep and he'll be fine."
