Chapter 401

The dark green and bright red blood were mixed together, and the air was full of pungent smell.

But she had long been used to the smell.

"Living, baby, you must live!" There seemed to be my sister's extremely firm voice in my ears: "When you get there, there will be someone arranged by my father to wait for you, and you will be safe then!"

Song Chi has been remembering this sentence, not daring to forget it, nor can he forget it.

The God Realm is too chaotic. Her cultivation level is mediocre and she can only reach the level of self-protection in the God Realm. Once she encounters the demons, she will die.

She cherished the way out that her sister had given herself with her life. God knows how much she wanted to stay and die with the demon.

But she couldn't. In the eyes of Sister Yao'er's expectant eyes, even if she wanted to stay, she could only bite the bullet and move forward.

But my sister didn't know that this was not a good way out. She had just met the person she arranged by her father and immediately encountered an ambush.

At this time, she could no longer tell whether it was the person arranged by her father, or whether this person had always been a slander and had long had a double intention towards Zhaixing Pavilion.

She was imprisoned all over her body and could not move. Her eyes were no longer visible, and her limbs were even more unconscious.

cold.

This coldness seemed to spread from the bottom of her heart, and her soul seemed to be trembling.

It seemed as if I felt her trembling, a hoarse voice of a middle-aged man who seemed to have undergone special changes, slowly remembering it with pity.

"Be good, don't be afraid. I have loved you the most since I was a child, right? So you don't have to be afraid, it won't hurt..."

A pair of hands slowly touched her face, then stroked her eyes, and said softly: "You can't see it, but you're just afraid that you will be afraid. Look, if you can't see it, aren't that scared?"

Song Chichi's body trembled even harder.

Although her whole body had lost consciousness, she seemed to be able to sense the hand, which was disgusting and terrifying.

"I'm not afraid or afraid, it will get better soon, it will get better soon, I love you so much, how could I bear to make you feel uncomfortable..."

As his voice fell and the sharp blade pierced into her body, she really couldn't sense the pain, she just felt her life gradually losing and the biting coldness.

She could clearly feel that the other party was cutting her body open and then separated the flesh and blood bit by bit.

Who is he? What exactly does he want to do?

She had lost the ability to think, and only the sentence in her mind was left with the words "I love you the most..."

It loves you the most...

"vomit!"

The stomach was churning, and Song Chichi woke up from his dream and lying on the edge of the bed and vomited uncomfortablely.

There was nothing in her stomach, so she naturally couldn't spit out anything. She could only retching, as if she wanted to spit out the bone-bone coldness and the fear of vomiting in her dream.

"Chichi." A pair of hands stretched out from the person lying on the edge of the bed and patted her back with her big hands: "Do you still feel uncomfortable? Are you having a nightmare?"

A familiar voice came into his ears, and Song Chichi subconsciously raised his head and looked into Yi Lan's warm eyes.

"Brother Yi Lan..." She held his hand tightly as if she had found a backer: "Brother Yi Lan, Brother Yi Lan, I just..."

"I've been there all the time." Yi Lan said slowly: "No one has ever come in, I'm the only one here."

His voice was gentle and powerful, with a strong soothing power.
Chapter completed!