even left Hua Yin behind.

At this moment, a black sedan sped by, rushing through the traffic light as if out of control.

Luo Luo heard a thunderous sound in his ears, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he was hit by a car before he could run.

His head hit the ground, and his body was full of bright red color.

The red vision was blurred, and before she lost consciousness, she vaguely heard a woman's voice, whispering a name, almost murmuring. Those two words exploded in the bottom of her heart, and they were so familiar and shocking that they almost occupied her entire thought, diluting her thoughts about everything in this world.

Only that name remains.

"Wins... Smoked ......"

……

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

The family members who came to visit and waited all went back to rest, and only Hua Yin and Ye Ningsheng were left outside the intensive care ward to sit on the row of chairs and wait.

The corridor is quiet and depressing.

The endless black and white corridor looks even more terrifying at the moment.

Hua Yin propped his hands on his thighs, clasped his palms together to support his chin, and looked at the white and strange floor at the bottom of his feet: "You know she can't die, right?" ”

Ye Ningsheng's face tightened, his eyes darkened, and he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "What do you mean!" ”

"A soulless person cannot enter reincarnation except for birth, old age, sickness and death."

The young man paused word by word, raised his peach blossom eyes and stared at him, like an emperor who reigned over the world, and saw all his thoughts clearly.

Ye Ningsheng's body was suddenly, tense like an arrow on a string.

"And you, a mortal, have taken over the position of the hellish official in charge of life and death."

"From the first time I saw you, I felt that something was wrong. But I couldn't find anything wrong, and when I thought about it later, I realized that you obviously have all seven spirits, and they are all extreme yang, why did you become a hell official again. Good mortal, what kind of lackeys do you want to be in the underworld......"

Hua Yin touched his chin like a ruffian, his eyes were dark and indistinguishable, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became more and more intense.

The low and hoarse voice brought a little smile: "Until I saw the ring on the middle finger of your right hand when you held the Scythe of Life and Death." ”

"It's not yours."

When he heard this, Ye Ningsheng relaxed unusually, and the green tendons that burst out of his forehead were all retracted in an instant, just like the tight clockwork was broken all at once, and the clenched fist was suddenly released, and it was casually put on the suit pants.

His eyelids were lowered, and he couldn't see his expression.

just opened his lips slightly, and his indifferent voice was extremely low: "You're right, it's really not my thing." ”

"I also know that Xiaoluo doesn't have seven spirits. From the moment my yin and yang eyes split...... I got it. ”

"I don't think of her as an outlier because of this. She's so nice, she's the best girl I've ever seen in my life......"

Ye Ningsheng lowered his eyes as if he was talking to himself, as if he was justifying himself, and what he was fighting for was some useless thoughts.

Hua Yin is affectionate and unwilling to talk to him about these affectionate loves.

The curvature of the corners of his lips also decreased, and he interrupted him coldly: "Then do you know that she is actually not without courage?" ”

Ye Ningsheng turned his head to look at him suddenly, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, and his voice was very low, as if squeezed out of his throat: "What did you say?!" ”

His eyes fell on the handsome face of the young man Ji Yue, staring at him deadly, as if he was looking for a hole in his expression that could distinguish the true from the false.