Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Hum, rubbing against him in an extraordinarily clingy manner.

"Okay... you can barely pass."

A soft smile fell on her head. He touched her head and said, "Si Si is a very important person to me. She is the first in my heart and is irreplaceable."

"..." She remained silent, but the corners of her mouth raised a little.

She liked his gentleness, so she tried her best to get into his arms, wanting to shrink into his arms, so clingy.

"Don't push me away, I'm cold..."

With the warm breath on his side, he did not push her away, but smiled softly and indulgently: "Si Si."

"Um?"

"Wake up."

Yun Si was stunned: "What?"

"Wake up, don't go to sleep." The gentle voice sounded like coaxing a lazy boy who was lying in bed.

Be patient and gentle, touch her, kiss her face.

"Get up quickly. When you get up, can I give you a kiss?"

His voice was in her ears, inexplicably, but also seemed to be in a far away place, low and ethereal, calling her softly.

A gust of cold wind blew by, a cruel wind that wiped away everything.

The big hand caressing her disappeared, the warm embrace she longed for disappeared, and the familiar and very safe aura... also disappeared - she suddenly became so cold, so cold.

The cold made my teeth chatter, my limbs ached, and my headache felt like it was about to explode.

When her consciousness returned, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes bright and clear, and a little dazed.

When I wake up from a big dream, I don’t know where I am.

But even then, at the moment when the sharp dagger dropped from high and was about to pierce into her fragile neck——

She reacted quickly and firmly grabbed the man's arm, blocking it tightly so that the dagger could not penetrate even half of it.

She was very weak, and her little face, as big as a palm, was as pale as paper and without any blood.

There was cold sweat on her forehead, and the sweat wet the broken hair on her temples. The wet hair stuck to her plain white face, and her whole body looked as if it was about to break, weak and full. fold.

The dagger pressed against her neck was violent and trembling, trying to pierce her with all its strength.

And even though she knew that the situation at this moment was not good for her, she was still holding on tenaciously, using all her strength to hold his hand, trying to push the dagger out.

The stalemate continued, and Yun Si was about to gain the upper hand.

Ao Rui, who was standing a few steps away, looked at her stubborn resistance and smiled playfully, Chi Sha's eyes narrowed——

The controlled Sui Luo's muscles suddenly surged, pushing the dagger stuck in the air one step forward.

The sharp tip of the knife instantly pierced her delicate skin, and blood seeped out, dripping down her neck.

The sweet fragrance of flowers filled the air instantly. In this small space, the fragrance was captivating and made people's blood boil.

It's a good thing - the blood of the flower demon on the other side is a rare find in ten thousand years. If it were before, Ao Rui would definitely collect it carefully.

But now, he, who had always been impatient, was no longer in such a mood.

"Kill her, now."

He issued the final death order.

The cold hand trembled slightly, and Yun Si's hand, which was almost frozen, almost lost its strength.

A severe corrosive pain came from her neck, and her dry lips trembled in pain. Almost no sound can be made.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts like my neck is about to break.

Even though the spiritual power in her body was desperately trying to help her heal and stop the bleeding, the knife could not completely heal her. (End of chapter)