As long as she closes her eyes, she will succumb to fate, as long as she doesn't fight, just like Taizu Yunshu summoned her soul and gathered souls to bring her back to life four hundred years ago, which really blocked her way to Huangquan.

Four hundred years ago, it was Taizu Yunshu who wanted her to give birth, and this time, it was Lord Yama who was recruiting her soul.

Hua Yan didn't dare to close her eyes, her eyes were wide open, she thought about death, she thought about it a long time ago, but she never thought about leaving when she still had nostalgia and a lot of undone things, she wanted to marry Yun Chi, she wanted to give him a smart and clever child who looked the same as him, and she also wanted to watch him sit in the world's melting pot and refine the world......

There's so much more she wants to do......

If she was given five years, she might not have so many unfinished things, she would do her best in five years, and she would not leave herself with too many regrets.

But now, if she dies like this, she will have too many unfulfilled wishes and infinite reluctance.

At this time, she was so close to death, but her heart was full of thoughts of life that she didn't want to die.

She is like a quagmire in the sea, one step forward is the flower on the other side of Huangquan Road, it is the road she has always wanted to follow Huaiyu into four hundred years ago, but now, she doesn't want to go forward, she just wants to go back, she just wants to see Yun Chi, and she just wants to stay with him for a lifetime.

As if clinging to the last bit of strength in her life, she let out a hoarse voice, "Yun Chi." ”

Xia Yuan clenched Hua Yan's hand in a panic, crying tears in his eyes, "Hua Yan, you must not have anything to do, you have to hold on, you think about His Royal Highness the Prince, you think about Hua Zhuo, he will soon send five hundred years of ginseng, as long as you hold on for another day, just one day, he will definitely arrive, he will definitely come here in a hurry now." ”

Hua Yan was very afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on, what gushed out of her heart was endless tearing and fear, she had never been afraid of this kind since she was a child, even when she was in the Gu King Palace in Southern Xinjiang to seize the Gu King, facing the King of Dark People, at that moment she almost slapped her life with a palm, but she didn't feel afraid, she was not afraid of death, after being rescued by Yun Chi, she only had to rejoice and sigh that the marriage was predestined.

Four hundred years ago, she was afraid that Huaiyu would die of drinking poisonous wine one step ahead of her, she was afraid that she would not be able to catch up with him, afraid that he would not wait for him, and then Yun Shu gathered her soul to come back to life, she was afraid that she would be resurrected, and when she was afraid to the extreme, she suddenly gave birth to a lonely courage, and put a soul curse on herself, and resolutely did not leave a way back for herself.

Now, she found that this fear was more violent, more turbulent, almost drowning her, and she felt desperately that her existence was unreasonable, even if she did a lot of good deeds to save the people, even if she took the identity of the crown princess to love the prince and care for the world and the people.

Heaven is intolerable, and at this time, she finally deeply understood and experienced those four words.

Now, as if she was choked by the Lord of Yama, pinching her and dragging her soul to the death, the punishment from the Heavenly Dao seemed to have all hit her at this moment.

Heaven once said that she had a powerful soul, but now, the hands of death grabbed her soul's throat, and she desperately panted and desperately tried to live, but it seemed that she couldn't help it, and the hand of death vowed to drag her into the Yellow Spring.

A sudden wave of grief and indignation suddenly arose in her heart.

She didn't mean not to go to Huangquan, four hundred years ago, the place she wanted to go to was Huangquan, but Taizu Yunshu and the god of fate didn't give her the slightest chance, and she couldn't go where she wanted to go, so she had no choice but to activate the soul spell and lock her soul.

She thought that regaining her life was a chance given to her by God, and her marriage with Yun Chi was destined. She worked hard to learn how to love people, how to be good to people, and tried not to follow in the footsteps of the previous life, in order to help Yun Chi, with his ambition, she not only stirred into the Nanchu Jiangshan Sheji, but also dragged the Hua family into the troubled waters.

However, now, she wants to let her die, how can she be willing? Why? Is she destined not to live with her heart's desire?

In two lives, can she want to die? Can't you want to live?

This grief and indignation, like a surging river, rushed in, flooded her, seemed to fill the dry heart field at once, and suddenly rushed away the pair of hands that were holding her, she opened her clenched lips, "wow", and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Xia Yuan was shocked and shouted in horror, "Huayan! ”

Tian Bu also shouted in shock, "Huayan! ”

Lu Zhiling rushed to the front all of a sudden, hugged Hua Yan, and changed his voice in shock, "Sister! ”

After Hua Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood, her heart was relieved, her eyes were dark, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore and closed her eyes.

Xia Yuan's body trembled like a sieve, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Master...... Tutor...... Hurry, hurry...... "Hurry, she can't say anything.

Tiannong also trembled to check Hua Yan's pulse, this pulse, his face suddenly turned gray, a pair of old eyes were also red, and his hands trembled away to probe Hua Yan's snort.

When Xia Yuan saw him behaving like this, his eyes darkened, and he fell straight down.

Cai Qing reached out to pick up Xia Yuan with soft hands and legs, but not only did he not receive it, but he also fell to the ground with Xia Yuan.

Lu Zhiling shouted anxiously, "The sky is endless, you think quickly, sister, sister, wake up, you and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince haven't married yet." When I was in the southwest, you wrote to me, didn't you say that you wanted to have a child with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince early on? You have great righteousness in your heart, if something happens to you, think about it, what will happen to His Royal Highness the Prince? What will happen to the rivers and mountains of Southern Chu? If you die, how many of us who care about you will survive? ”

Lu Zhiling said, his eyes were red, and tears welled up.

Tian Buzhi took out his set of silver needles, and looked at Hua Yan, who had lost his breath, in vain he was a miracle doctor, saving lives and helping the injured all his life, even in the face of Hua Zhuo's innate strange disease, even in the face of Su Ziqi's innate cold disease, he had never been helpless, but now, in the face of Hua Yan, he actually shook his hands and didn't know where to get the needle.

Lu Zhiling stared at the sky endlessly, "Do it!" ”

The sky was trembling for a long time, and he threw the golden needle in his hand angrily, hated and helplessly, sat on the ground, and burst into tears, "Don't you know how to do it?" But now that she's out of breath, where do I start? Messy? ”

Lu Zhiling listened to the sky and said that Hua Yan was breathless, his face turned gray in an instant, and he turned his head silently and looked at Hua Yan in his arms.

This sister, when he didn't see it, made him feel extremely interesting, after seeing it, he made him feel that she was dangerous, and he would do whatever it took to get out of the marriage, so that he couldn't wait to hide from her, don't be involved by him, and later went to southern Xinjiang, she dared to break into the Gu palace to save Su Zi to make him admire, and later, she promised Yun Chi to marry and promised to marry into the East Palace, in order to remedy the apology that involved him, she proposed to marry Jin Lan with him.

He doesn't have a sister, and at the moment when Babai made friends, he really regarded Huayan as his own sister.

He wanted to be nice to this sister, but he didn't expect that it wouldn't be long before he would see her off with his own eyes.

He has been beaten countless times by Jingguo Gong since he was a child, and he has never shouted that he has cried in his life, but now, he is a man, and he finally can't hold back his tears.

His tears hit Hua Yan's face, and he shouted hoarsely, "Sister, sister......"

Inside the house, fainted to death, such as Xia Yuan and Cai Qing, crying like the sky endlessly, Lu Zhiling, and the cries spread out.

Yun appeared silently from the darkness, stood at the door, and looked at the inner room in the outer hall, he thought that a woman like Hua Yan would not die, she had a strong soul, and had a unique talent and ability, even if she was imprisoned by the soul curse, sooner or later, she would be able to lift the soul curse and live well. But she didn't expect that she would suddenly and suddenly pass away.

She died, and the head of the Taizu Secret Guard, who recognized the Lord, naturally wanted to serve the Lord with his body, and he also wanted to follow with a sword.

So, he slowly drew the soft sword at his waist, and as soon as the blade of the sword was horizontal, he was about to kill himself.

At the last moment, a black shadow rushed in from outside, and with a flash of sword light, a soft sword flicked away his sword. He was startled, turned his head to look, and saw a person standing in front of him.

Black brocade robe, jade belt girdle, luxurious posture, complexion is tilted, and there are three points similar to Huayan.

He recognized the person almost at a glance, and said in a cold voice, "The playboy is late!" Ginseng that is more than 500 years old is afraid that it will not be used. The master is already ......"

He wanted to say it, but he couldn't say it, so he stopped.

Hua Zhuo came in the cold wind, exhausted, because his posture was too good, and his absolute face covered the tired color, making his whole person exude a cool and cold in the wind and snow.

No matter what time it is, this person is a handsome boy who combines thousands of graces.

Hua Burn's face was like frost, his eyes were like cold snow and ice converging together, and he glanced into the room, and there was a dead air in the room. He pursed his thin lips and said word by word, "With me, she can't die, even if she dies, I will fight with the sky for her life and let her come back to life." ”

When the words fell, he turned around, took a step, and entered the house.