As soon as Leng Feng and Xia Boyuan went to the second floor, there was a crisp sound and a painful scream in the bedroom, and at the same time, it was faintly mixed with Wen Xue's low sobs.

All three hearts couldn't help but spasm.

Seeing this scene, Xia Boyuan and Wen Shu rushed forward and knocked on the door desperately, even Leng Feng was behind them regardless of it, talking to Xia Chanwu through the door, hoping to give her warmth and comfort.

But even so, except for the screams of pain in the bedroom, and the crisp sound of things being broken, everyone did not get the slightest response from Xia Chan Dance.

Hearing the movement, the second elder spared no effort to knock on the door and talk to his daughter. Leng Feng was even more anxious, and suddenly he took a few steps back and said loudly: "Uncle and aunt, you stand back and let me come." ”

Hearing this, Xia Boyuan turned around and glanced at Leng Feng, and in those eyes, he saw full of firmness: "Okay, just do it." ”

He helped Wen Shu, who had long been crying silently and her body was weak, to the side. In the next second, I heard a loud 'bang', and the bedroom door was kicked open.

Seeing the scene in the bedroom at this moment, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

"Cicadas!" Before Xia Boyuan could stop it, Wen Shu had already rushed in.

The moment the door opened, the scenes that met her eyes were undoubtedly stabbed in the heart of her beloved daughter.

Is this still her beautiful, gentle and generous baby daughter? Obviously she was still talking and laughing in front of her eyes in the morning, why did she make herself look like this after only half a day?

"Cicada, my daughter, what's wrong with you? Come, let Mom see...... Ah~"

Wen Shu is a loving daughter, but at this moment, Xia Cicada Dance has been tormented by the ghost baby and the breath of Jing Ge in her body, and no matter who she is, she only feels her touch making her even more irritable.

"You go away!" Without thinking about it, she pushed Wen Shu away with all her strength with both hands and ran towards the door.

"Aunt......" Seeing that Wen Shu couldn't stand on her feet and was about to fall on top of the debris all over the ground, Leng Feng rushed up and helped her in time.

"Auntie, are you alright?" No matter how high his cold spirit is, in front of his future mother-in-law, he can only pretend to be a cat.

Wen Shu calmed down, only then did she think of her daughter, and hurriedly grabbed Leng Feng: "Quick, leave me alone, go and stop the cicada, her current condition is very dangerous, and she will hurt herself, stop her, ...... quickly"

At the same time, Xia Cicada Dance once again pushed away Wen Xue, who wanted to stop her, at the door, and continued to run towards the staircase.

She didn't know what she wanted to do, but the ghost baby in her body knew it very well.

By now, the resentment in her heart was about to swallow her, and now her only thought was to settle accounts with the hard-hearted couple, so that they could also taste the taste of being executed by a knife.

Even if she knew that after this toss, this host whose yang energy was already weak might not even be able to keep her soul because of this, even if she would be sent to the most cruel Abi Hell in the future, as long as she could take revenge, she was not afraid of anything and didn't care about anything.

The so-called obsession is nothing more than that.

"Cicadas! Stop now! Do you know what you're doing!? Xia Boyuan chased after her, blocked her in the corridor, and shouted.

This is the first time he has been so fierce to his daughter, but now that he has everything, he can't help but care about any flesh and blood affection.

At this time, there was movement in the bedroom.

I saw Leng Feng and Wen Shu walking out with Sifer, who was covered in blood, and Wen Xue's trembling voice with a crying voice behind him: "Xixi, don't scare me, why did you shed so much blood?" Sissy, Sissy...... What should I do? You must not have anything to do, you promised to take care of me, you can't break your word. ”

It turned out that when she was at the door of the bedroom just now, Wen Xue wanted to stop Xia Chan Wu, but was pushed away by Xia Cicada Wu who lost her mind.

Like Wen Shu, she was about to fall, but the difference was that it was too late for Severer to help her, so in a hurry, he simply fell directly under Wen Xue and used her as a human flesh pad, because his body came into contact with the debris and fragments all over the ground, so he was covered in injuries.

Hearing Wen Xue's words, Severer stopped, and a warm current welled up from the bottom of her heart. He turned his head slightly, and the weak words were torn out of his throat, just to give her a reassurance: "Don't worry, Ah Xue, I'll be fine." ”

"Quick! Girl, my driver is waiting outside the villa, you hurry up and help the young man down, he will take you to the hospital. ”

Xia Boyuan was arranging, and at the same time dragged Xia Cicada Dance, who wanted to escape from him again: "Cicada, take a good look, I'm my father." Son, you listen to what your father said, you must stabilize your mind now, and you must not let other things affect your mind. ”

"Take a good look at it!" Xia Chanwu was forcibly turned around and faced Wen Shu and Leng Feng: "Look at them, as well as your two friends who just went to the doctor, they are the people who love you the most in this world, do you see the expressions on their faces?" See if they're worried about you? And you, do you break their hearts with their love for you? Child, how can you bear it, ah? ”

Maybe the other people present will think that Xia Cicada Dance is suffering from some kind of disease, so it is so out of control and painful. But only Xia Boyuan knew in his heart that his daughter was afraid that she was provoking something that should not be provoked, after all, the other job she was doing now was very special.

And all this, even if he Xia Boyuan has advanced medical skills, he is helpless.

There is no greater sorrow in the world than this, and it is ridiculous to think about it.