Turning his head, a glass of water was handed to him.
Zuo Si was stunned for a moment and looked up.
Mi August said: “Are you thirsty?”
“…”
Zuo Si carefully studied Mi August’s eyes to confirm that she was not mocking her.
“Thank you.” Zuo Si did not pick up the water, but said with a smile: “The spell map will be useless if it stops in the middle. You see, I only have one hand.”
He pursed his lips, signaling Mi August to see his broken left arm.
Mi August put down the tea cup, “The spell is completed, I will take your arm back.”
“Girl, you are kind-hearted. I don’t know your name yet?” Zuo Si said.
“Mi August.”
“What a good name. August happens to be the time when night ephemerals bloom.”
Zuo Si said: “I wonder what I should call the Lord God?”
Mi August glanced at him.
Zuo Sichunliang said: “If you don’t know the name of the Lord of God, how can you give a person the seed of ecstasy and make him loyal to my Lord?”
Just in time, he made the final stroke.
Put away Lingxi.
Yu Hu’s brows’ painstaking efforts blended into his skin and flesh.
The unconscious man suddenly opened his eyes.
The eyes were empty and lifeless.
Zuo Si was about to tell Mi August what to do.
The page of the book of good and evil turned, and Si Yeling flew out.
Mi August held the token and placed it in front of Yu Hu.
Zuo Si looked at Si Yeling inquiringly.
do not know.