If it is extinguished, then the life will pass away.

Su Qingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, his whole heart was clenched fiercely, and his fists were clenched tightly, he must be fine, he must be fine, the ancestors of the Su family! Be sure to bless her safe and sound.

So much blood on the ground...

It is impossible for her to leave on her own, and the only conclusion can only be that she was taken away.

And now she is like a fish on a sticky board, to be slaughtered.

Su Qingyun's footsteps staggered slightly, and his eyes did not stop looking at the red candle on the table for a moment, for fear that it would go out, and Su Qi would lose his life, and his life would completely disappear into heaven and earth.

All he can do now is wait.

The body knelt on the ground, never getting up, sincerely hoping that she would be safe.

...

In front of him is a sky full of snow, at a glance, a piece of white flowers, covered in silver can hardly see what other colors there are, extremely cold places, the temperature is dozens of degrees below zero.

The snow-capped mountains here are all day long.

And it snows all year round.

Stepping on the snow, leaving footprints one by one immediately after stepping on, Fan Mo strode forward, holding her body in his arms, at this moment, the blood on Su Qi's body had not healed.

And it's still bleeding.

Bright red blood dripped from her fingertips, and warm blood dripped on the snow, like proud snow and red plums, and red plums stood proudly in the cold snow.

A vast white snowfield, the only bit of red, is completely that amazing beauty.

Fan Mo stepped in the snow, the snow made a slight sound, he didn't use any mana, just walked up step by step from the foot of the mountain, and the strong wind blew, mixed with pieces of blood.

"Ahem..."

Hurt... Her whole body was in such severe pain that she could barely open her eyes.

Su Qi's fingertips moved slightly, time passed slowly, and then he gradually opened his eyes little by little, and entered his eyes... It was snow-white, and his face, a knife-like face, barely blemishes.

"Am I here, dead? Why can I still see you when I'm dead? "It's been a long time before I worked hard to export this paragraph.

The corners of Su Qi's mouth hooked slightly, even if she died, still couldn't she get rid of him? Trying to raise his arm, touching his face, it was so cold that there was no temperature, but this feeling was completely real.

The blood on her hands was stained on Fan Mo's face due to the touch, and suddenly... Su Qi frowned slightly, why, this doesn't look like she's dead, why is everything so real.

"Without my permission, who in the underworld would dare to accept you." Fan Mo's cold thin lips moved slightly, and his only voice sounded.

The steps stopped in place, and for a moment there was only the sound of the whistling wind in her ears, and the snowflakes that fell on her eyelashes from time to time, she... Not dead? The palms of her hands went up, and pieces of snowflakes fell on her palms.

When it touched the temperature of her palm, the snowflakes immediately melted in her palm.

She can still feel the cold feeling, if she is dead, then she can't feel it, it seems to be too, the emperor of the underworld is here, who dares to take him in, isn't that the one who is looking for death?

The body was still in severe pain, and Su Qi's eyes were full of water: "I hurt..."

Her voice was almost inaudible, her face was weak and weak, but there was a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

"yes, I know."