"Qing'er, Qing'er! You can't sleep! Song Yan called her anxiously.

Qingmang raised his heavy eyelids, and saw transparent spirits lining up, walking into the Ruyi beads above.

She saw Lu Qian, the infant spirit who turned into evil, the old minister who died unjustly, as well as her aunt and aunt and little cousin, and there were long, unknown people behind her.

He was using his own merits to counteract the casting of the wishful beads.

"Song Yan, are you crazy?! In this way, you will also be dissolved! ”

Merit is like a talisman in the netherworld, if it is gone, how can the soul survive in the netherworld.

Coupled with the sucking of spiritual sense, maybe it will really melt away!

She didn't dare to imagine that the Second Highness of the Netherworld would seal his spiritual consciousness and even turn into evil!

"So what!" Song Yan said very lightly, "I said that even if I live like a dog, I will not leave you." Since you want to get rid of evil, then I will accompany you, but I can't let you leave me first! ”

If he hadn't used his merit to offset here, I'm afraid she would have lost her spiritual sense long ago.

How could he put up with her not knowing him, he had already tasted this taste and didn't want to try it a second time!

"Even if it's a dissipation, I don't want you to forget me!" Song Yan held her while casting a spell, and when he saw tears welling up in her eyes, he had to bow his head and kiss her tears dry.

He said it lightly!

"Qing'er, you must know that your husband is willing to sacrifice everything for you, even his life."

His tone was so gentle and pleasant, as if he was saying something that was just a trivial matter.

"I don't want you to turn into evil!" Qingmang's mouth flicked, and even bigger teardrops fell, "With a black face, who still likes to watch it!" I didn't fall in love with you because of your good-looking stinky skin! ”

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, knowing that she had finally coaxed this awkward person over, and smiled slightly: "But whether my lady becomes an ugly monster or a black-faced goblin, she likes it very much for her husband!" ”

As he spoke, he did his best to stop the wishful bead from continuing to cast the spell.

Qingmang's hand shook with him, and together with him, he tried to make Ruyi Zhu stop.

Gradually, Song Yan's lips became pale, and blood was dripping down his body.

Qingmang didn't get much better, and fell to the ground with a thud, unable to move anywhere except for his head.

The wishful bead fell to the ground with a "snap", and the red light was collected.

"You're so stupid!" Qingmang is disgusted.

Song Yan let out a sigh of relief, and finally everything was settled.

"Qing'er, let's never be separated in the future, and don't misunderstand each other. I...... From beginning to end, there is only you in my heart, and my feelings for you have never changed. ”

Before Qingmang could respond, Song Yan's handsome face enlarged in front of him, and his lips were blocked by him.

His lips and tongue were very cold, but they made Qingmang's heart hot for a while.

Probably, this is her life, her love calamity, and she can't hide it!

Qingmang slowly closed his eyes and gave him a response.

Suddenly, my heart burst into pain, and it felt like something was about to rush out of my head.

Under the severe pain, her teeth bit uncontrollably, and her mouth was full of blood.

Song Yan opened his eyes in surprise and immediately saw Qingmang's strange appearance.

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you?!"

"Hey, if you don't touch the bead, you have to do it! Now it's off! A playful voice rang out.

"Who is it?!" Song Yan immediately felt a spirit shouting in the void.

"Who am I? I'm here to rob you of my wife! Hey! ”