Was his brain damaged?

This LAN Xinyu, even now, had not gotten rid of her habit of being carefree. It was fine for her to fight and use violence, but if he wanted her to protect him obediently, he might as well just kill her.

"Forget it, I'll go and chat with Meng Zheng." LAN Xinyu rubbed her forehead and then wiped off the drool from the corner of her mouth. She also felt rather embarrassed.

In fact, LAN Xinyu really did not want to chat with Meng Zheng. That fellow was a shut-up person who could not utter a single word even after three slaps. It was not easy for her to open her mouth, but when she was not careful, she would just say a cold joke that sent chills down one's spine. However, she was also worried about leaving Ling Chuxi alone here, so she could only reluctantly find Meng Zheng to "chat" with her.

Ling Chuxi rested for a while before she began to refine the flying spiritual weapon.