Xiao Qiang nodded, then tried to take the leaf, but at this moment, he didn't have any strength left. Seeing this, Qingnu blushed, then handed the leaf to Xiao Qiang and fed him the drink. As the clear spring entered his mouth, there was an indescribable sweetness, along with a faint spiritual energy. This clear water could only be described as extremely magnificent.
Xiao Qiang felt a little better and wanted to say something to Qingnu, but just as the words reached his lips, extreme exhaustion struck again. Xiao Qiang had never imagined that such terrifying drowsiness could exist. Finally, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The reason Xiao Qiang was so tired was that his previous sword strike had left his soul wounded. And sleep was the best way to recover the soul — this is an instinct of the human body. This instinct realized that Xiao Qiang's current condition was dire, necessitating sleep for adjustment, so Xiao Qiang immediately fell into slumber again.
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