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Is she really dead?

Once again, a trace of doubt passed through my heart.

Suddenly, there was a light around the darkness, and she saw her people, all of them lying in pools of blood, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.

Before she had time to cry sadly, the scene switched instantly, she saw Wen Xin's body being slapped away by Rong Ling's palm, tossing in the air a few times and spitting blood, the long sword in Rong Ling's hand passed through her chest in the blink of an eye, and her hand was still tightly squeezing the long sword that passed through her chest, with a reluctant look in her eyes.

As she looked, many people were tied up in the square of Zhoujia Valley, and the people who were tied up were all people from Zhoujia Valley.

They watched Wen Xin die, their eyes were empty, their bodies were like puppets, and the situation was extremely strange.

Hao'er wanted to shout, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make any sound, she seemed to hear Wei'an calling her, was it an auditory hallucination, hadn't Wei'an been killed by the god of flowers?

"Hazy, hazy...... Wake up. ”

Wei An has been sensing Hao'er's situation with his aura, and those weird black qi have disappeared.

Hao'er's hands and feet began to wave wildly, she didn't know what she wanted to shout with her mouth open, but she couldn't make a sound, not even a trace of whimpering, her face was full of panic and fear, her full forehead was covered with sweat, and the whole person seemed to be salvaged from the water.

'Don't, don't kill any more, don't ......'

Watching the people he knew fall in front of him one by one, he was cold and ...... Hao'er's heart almost collapsed, she couldn't speak, she wanted to rush over desperately but found that she was just a cloud of air, they couldn't feel her presence, she was dead, so the soul would see these things, and the flower god finally killed everyone. What exactly does he want to do?

Apart from sadness, despair and tears, Hao'er didn't know what else she could do.

"Hazy, wake up." Wei An looked anxious and shook Ha'er's figure with her hand, and she felt her breathing getting shorter and shorter. The speed of her heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and if this continues, it won't be long before Hao'er's heart can't be loaded, and what awaits her will be sudden death.

Looking at the tears flowing from the corners of Hao'er's eyes, the black hair on her neck was soaked in a while.

"What to do. She seems to be in a nightmare, she can't wake up, and if she doesn't have a pillar of incense like this, she will die suddenly. Wei An looked anxious, they were still careless.

The elixir can indeed cure the poison in Hao'er's body, but Hao'er fell into a nightmare after taking it, is this to control Hao'er to death?

But she couldn't figure it out, since the purpose was to kill Hao'er, why did she poison her, wouldn't it be safer to kill her directly.

"Stimulate her with a silver needle. Forcibly wake her up, will this method work? Wen Xin watched Hao'er's breathing become more and more rapid, and her heart was also anxious.

She had seen such a method in modern times before, using silver needles to stimulate the X tract and wake up the vegetative person who had been paralyzed in bed for more than ten years, and she was still amazed by the magic of Chinese medicine in her heart.

Wei An's eyes lit up when he heard this, this was the only way to do it now.

He took the silver needle from Mandong's hand and took a deep breath, Wei An looked at the x position and stabbed the silver needle at the hazy sun x.

Silver needles are pierced into the x-position. Hao'er's body began to writhe violently, the expression on her face was distorted, and she opened her mouth wide to shout, but she couldn't make a sound. On the side, Wen Xin hurriedly held her hands and feet, and in the blink of an eye, the silver needle in Wei'an's hand fell again.

Mandong and Yu'an also stepped forward to help hold down Hao'er, and they both prayed for Hao'er in their hearts.

Not far away, there were people waiting for the dark, they stretched their necks, looked at Hao'er struggling on the bed, and sighed in their hearts. Could it be that they all fell for Rong Ling's scheme? Even the prince was hit?

The last silver needle was pierced by Wei An, Wei An's face showed a look of despair, and the hand that was withdrawn was still trembling slightly, if this x bit couldn't wake up, then Hao'er would really be hopeless.

The despair in Wei'an's eyes became stronger and stronger, and as time passed, Wei'an completely lost hope in his heart.

Just when Wei'an and Wen Xin both thought that Hao'er was hopeless, and there was no light in their hearts, Hao'er suddenly sat up straight.

He sat up so abruptly, his purple eyes turned purple, his face was twisted and painful, his hands were tightly gripping the quilt, and he gasped for breath.

Looking at the quilt covering herself, the familiar room, Hao'er's mind was blank.

Where is she? Hell?

If it wasn't hell, why would she see the dead Wen Xin and Wei An, and didn't Man Dong and Yu An also die.

Hao'er's mouth opened wide in surprise, and she wanted to ask out loud whether it was a dream now or just now.

Why does it feel so real, is it all a dream?

Hao'er's face turned red, and Wen Xin and Wei'an just looked at her.

What the hell is going on, I'm amnesia, I don't know them.

Why can't she speak, why can't she make a sound?

Ha'er clenched her neck tightly with both hands, trying to make a sound.

Wei An and Wen Xin hurriedly rushed forward and held her hand.

"You can tell what happened and what happened, so why do you have to look for a short view." Wei An persuaded, with a look of disapproval in his eyes.

God is fair, everyone has only one life, not everyone can be reborn like her and Wen Xin, life has always been the most precious.

Looking at the blank look in Hao'er's eyes, this doesn't look like looking for a short-sightedness, is it a loss of heart?

Hao'er was indeed a little stunned.

Her hands were held down, and a warm sensation came over her, sobering her up, and now it was real.

The strange place she saw was just a dream, and the killing of everyone by the god of flowers was also a dream, just a dream.

Hao'er's expression became more and more dazed, and her thoughts returned to the afternoon when she followed Rong Ling, and the words Rong Ling had said to her before leaving sounded in her mind.

Her clansmen, she can't say to Wen Xin that Rong Ling is the god of flowers, can't.

But she watched Wen Xin fall into danger and didn't know how she could do it, why, why didn't she die, why did she wake up.

Why wake up to such a dilemma, why.

"Hao'er, what's wrong with you, is it uncomfortable, where is it uncomfortable, you tell me, don't cry." The hazy child in her memory, who is silent and will not shed tears no matter how injured she is, what happened to her that made her cry like a child.

Wen Xin helped Hao'er wipe her tears, and the more tears she wiped, no matter how she comforted her, Hao'er only looked at her and cried, and didn't say a word, only shook her head slightly.

Wei'an's worried heart was let go, crying was venting his emotions, maybe it would be good to cry and cry.

Removed all the silver needles from Hao'er's body, Wei'an clicked on Hao'er's sleep x, dragged her backward body, and slowly put her on the bed.

"Let her have a good rest, she is in a very bad emotional state, and I don't know what Rong Ling did to her to stimulate her like this."

That brute, who looks like a person on the surface, is actually a complete beast inside, and he can't kill people too much, and he wants to come up with this kind of torture method to torture Hao'er.

If he had stabbed Hao'er and given her a good time, maybe she wouldn't hate him so much. (To be continued.) )