Chapter Seventy-Five: Conspiracy

Ghost Yao looked at Bi'an who fell to the ground, his heart ached, watching him hurt and suffer, he seemed to personally experience the pain, and unconsciously stepped forward to hug Bi'an, without raising his eyes, he was about to walk out of the tavern.

"Rong'er, it's inconvenient for you to follow me anymore, and don't say that I'm your master in the future." Ghost Yao coldly put down the next sentence.

"Master, Rong'er did this, Rong'er injured Bi'an Gongzi, after all, it was also for you!" Rong'er cried and fell to her knees, crying silently.

Ghost Yao snorted coldly and was about to disappear at the door, when Styx suddenly spoke: "Hey, Yao'er! Don't forget, the people above are still waiting for you to get back to life, don't put yourself in prison for this kid. ”

Ghost Yao paused and walked straight out.

Ghost Yao carried Bi'an, and finally hid next to a small stream in the forest, and after carefully paying attention to the fact that no one would disturb here, he put down Bi'an's still unconscious body with peace of mind, and fell beside him with exhaustion.

"Bian, you probably understand my intentions?" Ghost Yao tilted her head and looked at Bi'an's quiet sleeping face and said.

"I'm afraid I don't understand." Talking to himself, "You won't understand the powerful mana of the book of life and death and your own seal, and you will be coveted by others, if I don't fall in love with you, if you don't become my Achilles' heel, it's fine... As she spoke, a tear slid down her cheek.

Bi'an's fingers moved slightly, and Ghost Yao was overjoyed, and immediately sat up and wiped away her tears: "Bi'an, wake up quickly, I don't want to be alone, I can't bear it!" ”

Bi'an seemed to hear Ghost Yao's voice, and opened his eyes very slowly, little by little.

What caught my eye was the reddish eyes of Ghost Yao's crying.

It was very painful, so he grabbed Gui Yao's shoulder, pulled her down, and lay down in his arms.

"I won't leave Yao'er alone." Bian said in a hoarse voice.

Ghost Yao's tears seemed to have opened the floodgates, and they kept pouring outward, soaking Bi'an's chest, crying silently, so he had to nod violently: "Hmm! ”

"So, will you tell me what you're here for?" Bian asked.

"I, I can't say." Ghost Yao sobbed.

"If you don't say it, I can only guess, if you don't guess well, it will make trouble for you and me, you tell me, and I will help you." Bi'an rubbed Ghost Yao's hair and said.

"Believe me, and be safe, I can't speak, but he will know if you do."

"Him?"

"I can't talk about it anymore, Bi'an, but you have to believe me, it's all the best arrangement."

"Okay?! You tell me it's a good arrangement?!! You want me to go and do the Zhou Gong ceremony with my brother's wife, and now this woman in front of me who looks exactly like her tells me that she loves me, and you don't want to tell me what happened!? "It's safe.

Ghost Yao covered her ears and couldn't stop crying: "Don't say it anymore, don't say it, don't say it!" ”

"I'm not going to help you until I know what's going on." Bi'an said ruthlessly.

"Bi'an, I beg you, you, don't force me! Bian, you don't understand, you can't know, you understand? Ghost Yao said confusedly.

Bi'an picked up Ghost Yao and patted her back gently, but his mouth was unforgiving: "Yao'er, I need to know." I don't understand, so you can help me understand, okay? ”