Time passed little by little, but the purple pupil did not react.

"What's going on?!" Mr. Xue asked suspiciously.

Mr. Baicao walked over and took the pulse of Zitong, "There is too much time to delay...... This girl...... I'm afraid it won't work! ”

From the time they were injured in the morning to now, a day has passed, and it has taken a lot of time to take medicine and alchemy, although they have tried their best, but time waits for no one, after all, they are also human beings, how can they be able to resist time?

With a sigh, Mr. Momokusa turned to leave.

As soon as his wrist tightened, it was Beichen who grabbed him.

"Is there no other way?!" Beichen asked in a deep voice.

"I'm just like you, I don't want her to die." Mr. Baicao said.

Beichen took a deep breath and withdrew his fingers one by one with great difficulty.

Mr. Baicao retreated, Old Song Tou also retreated, Aunt Hua retreated, and Mr. Xue "looked" in the direction of the purple pupil for a while, and also retreated.

Weiyang looked at Beichen, who was standing beside Zitong, his brows furrowed.

"I'm sorry."

If he hadn't taken Purple Pupil to see those bone dragons, maybe these things wouldn't have happened.

At this time, Weiyang is also inevitably self-blamed.

Beichen just replied to him with eight words, "If she dies, you will die too!" ”

Not only him, but also Yan Hui, all those who are related to this matter must die, all of them!

Weiyang opened his mouth, speechless, just turned around and exited the door.

No one noticed the blood stains on his sleeve, let alone the deep knife wound on his wrist, which had not yet healed, and the dragon blood he took was his blood.

In the room, only Beichen and Purple Pupil remained.

On the table, the candle flame danced silently.

His frowning brows shimmered, and his dark eyes became more and more gloomy.

Outside, two old men sat dejectedly on the wooden pier in the courtyard, Mr. Xue held his hands and watched the night, and Weiyang sat cross-legged on the ground, playing with a stalk of grass emerging from among the stone slabs.

Only Ah Niu was still there, holding an axe, chopping wood one by one.

Axe after axe, as if it was also cut at everyone's heart, as if it was going to break that heart.

"Don't cut it!" Aunt Hua finally couldn't control her frenzy, "It's a big night, you don't let people sleep?!" ”

Ah Niu put away the axe, and Aunt Hua stood up and walked into the bedroom diagonally opposite.

Looking at the crowd, Ah Niu walked to Mr. Xue's side suspiciously, and looked at the night sky like him, "You have a cloth on your eyes, and you can still see it?!" ”

Mr. Xue took a light breath, "I can't see it!" ”

"Can't see it?!" Ah Niu asked blankly.

"A long time ago, someone told me that if I looked at the sky like this when I was sad, I would feel better." Mr. Xue replied.

"Are you in a better mood then?" Ah Niu asked again.

"It's better to think of her."

"Who is she?"

"A woman!"

"Is it pretty?"

"There's no one in the world who looks better than her."

Inside the house.

A crystal drop of water flowed out of Beichen's eyes, slid down him, and landed on the purple pupil's eyelashes impartially.

Beichen trembled and raised his palm, holding the little face of the purple pupil, his fingers slid down her cheek, and his big hand tightly held her shoulder.

"How long are you going to sleep, wake up, now, wake up right away, wake up!"