After listening to the subordinate's advice, Wang Zhentian sat on the chair behind him in disbelief, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and his voice was cold and asked: "What you said is true, I saw Wen Xin's figure with my own eyes, and I am sure it is not dazzling." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

How could it be, his subordinates said that she had lost her breath, and several of the midwives also concluded that there were still villagers who heard the crying from the yard that night.

How can he come back from the dead?

The subordinates also felt very panicked, how could a person who was obviously dead come back to life intact.

"The valley master is real, his subordinates are not dazzled, and they are not mistaken, they were indeed sure that she had lost her breath, but I don't know why she is alive again."

The subordinate didn't care about reaching out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly replied to Wang Zhentian, for fear that he would misunderstand that he was not doing things well.

Frowning and impatient, he waved his hand at the man, signaling him to go down, Wang Zhentian sat for a long time without moving, and it took a long time to squeeze his hand tightly, and he hated it in his heart.

"Come back from the dead, I'm going to see how many lives you have to die."

Since he can kill her once, he will definitely kill her a second time, and he doesn't believe that she can be so lucky every time.

Who saved her, Wang Zhentian racked his brains and didn't come up with it, and the first person who jumped into his mind was the god of flowers.

But why did the god of flowers save Wen Xin, it doesn't make sense.

Thinking of Shang Hanlian's determination that Wenxin would not die so easily, Wang Zhentian squinted, he always felt that Shang Hanlian must know something.

Uncontrollably stood up, frowning, could it be that it was really Lord Flower's rescue, how could this be good.

Lord Flower's cultivation is mysterious and profound, if he keeps Wen Xin, who can kill Wen Xin, even if he can't kill it, he can still save him.

Wang Zhentian gritted his teeth angrily, didn't Wen Xin's cultivation be killed by him once, as long as he made up his mind, how could the God of Flowers stop him.

The revenge of killing the son cannot go unpunished.

Wen Xin woke up again, opened his eyes and saw the strange surroundings. Her expression slowly returned from shock to calm, this was no longer the modern age she was familiar with.

"Ugh." Sigh again, how did she get here.

Wen Xin remembered that the voice he heard in a trance was what the white-haired man said to her.

She's not just married now. And there is a son who is less than two months old.

Oh my God, what are these things called, since she had leukemia, every treatment has destroyed the hope in her heart again and again, and she is ready to go to Huangquan. Now that she was suddenly a different person, she really wanted to die again in the face of everything strange and unfamiliar.

Death is just a matter of sleep.

Wei An pushed open the door and came in, and saw Wen Xin's originally open eyes suddenly closed, breathing of different lengths, and the sound of heartbeat was like the sound of drums on the battlefield.

The corners of his mouth rose happily, Wei An gently closed the door, slowly walked to the side of Wen Xin's bed and sat down, looking at Wen Xin's trembling eyelashes on the bed. Laugh without saying a word.

Gently pushed the shoulder of the tweet heart with his hand.

"Know you're awake, don't pretend anymore."

Hearing Yanwenxin, she slowly opened her eyes, the woman in front of her, she would be amazed every time she looked at it, so stunning should be the Da Ji described in the history books.

looks so charming and charming, except for Da, she really doesn't know who to compare with her, maybe the real Da has been compared with her, and she may not be able to compare with her beauty.

If you want to say that she looks like a disaster to the country and the people, she must raise her hands and feet in favor.

"How do you know I'm pretending to be asleep?" Wen Xin sat up with a puzzled expression, looking at Wei An with puzzled eyes.

She obviously closed her eyes as soon as she pushed the door. How would she know that she was pretending to be asleep.

Wei An raised the corners of his mouth, Wen Xin was a little stupid, and then his face turned red, feeling very embarrassed. They were all women, and she was stunned to see a woman.

Seeing Wen Xin's slightly flushed face, the corners of Wei'an's mouth raised even more, and her bright smile was like the strongest sunshine at noon, flashing so much that she couldn't open her eyes.

"Not only do I know that you are pretending to be asleep, but I also know that you are not the real Wenxin." Seeing Wen Xin's eyes, he instantly stared at himself. Wei An was a little nervous in her heart, what if she was really not Wenxin.

What should she do, what should Shangguan Ming do, and what should Lianyu do.

What does it mean to not be a real Wenxin, does she know something, but how can it be, she is a soul reborn, and she has never done anything out of character after waking up, is she a Taoist person, she can see the soul through her body, so she says such strange things?

So what should she do, will she rise to the altar to overtake her, she is not afraid, she is afraid of being beaten and scattered, and she will never be able to overlive.

It's not always like that on TV, she is not afraid of death, she is even more afraid of death when she knows that there is an afterlife, she has never killed or done evil in modern times in her previous life, otherwise God would not let her be reborn.

The hand hidden under the quilt pinched the quilt tightly, and the palms of his hands were full of sweat.

"I don't know what you're talking about." After speaking, Wen Xin hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Wei An's clear eyes.

She always felt that Wei'an's eyes were too clear, and the look that seemed to know everything made her panic, and she didn't have any courage to look at her eyes.

Wei An looked at Wen Xin and smiled, and after a long time she said, "Of course you know what I'm talking about, aren't you from modern times." ”

Wen Xin's eyes suddenly widened when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at Wei An with a shocked expression, and exclaimed, "You are also from modern times?" ”

Wen Xin felt that the question she was asking was very stupid, since Wei An could say the word modern, then she must also be from modern times.

Since they are from the same world, she shouldn't embarrass herself.

Many thoughts passed through Wenxin's mind, but they were fleeting.

"What's your name in modern times?" After Wei An asked, the hand beside him was a little nervously pinched.

What if Wenxin is really not Wenxin.

Wen Xin's eyes were very kind when he saw Wei An at this time, and quickly lifted the quilt and sat next to Wei An, and said excitedly.

"My name is Yao Ling, what is your name, how did you get here, I'm still in the hospital for treatment, when I first woke up, I thought it was an activity done by the hospital, uh, how did you get here?" Wen Xin has been pretending to be sick for a few days, and now he knows that Wei An is from modern times like himself, and he talks a lot.

Whether it was Wei An in the house, or Shangguan Ming, who was eavesdropping outside the house, both of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Wenxin is still Wenxin, but I don't know what's wrong, and I don't remember what happened in this world.

Wei An was worried that she had made a mistake, so she asked some questions again, and Wen Xin had told her about her life in the modern day before.

It's finally confirmed, Wenxin is still Wenxin, it's just amnesia.

"I heard them call you Wei'an, can I call you An'er, do you know what that white-haired man's personality is, is he my husband now, should I tell him the truth of the matter, tell him that the real Wenxin is dead."

In a real sense, Wen Xin is dead. (To be continued.) )