This voice carried a hint of suspicion amid delight.
Li Zheng's face turned dark, comparable to Xiao Siyuan's complexion: "Make a record, when have I ever deceived you?"
Xiao Ying looked up and thought for a moment. It seemed true, then she became happy, swinging the Pink Poli around in the Black Mist to express her joy.
From afar, the Pink Poli was occasionally flung out of the Black Mist, emitting cheerful "Poli-li" sounds.
The next second, it was pulled back into the Black Mist by the playful Xiao Ying, its voice isolated.
"These two guys, so carefree."
Li Zheng shook his head helplessly and walked over to Xiao Siyuan and the others.
"What's wrong with her?"
Xiao Siyuan was taking care of Lin Fengjiao. Judging from the blood spilling from her nose and mouth, the situation wasn't optimistic.
Xiao Siyuan was busy pouring Black Water into Lin Fengjiao and renting a Nanorobot for her to consume, intermittently checking her pulse, sweating profusely from the effort.
