Xiao Kongye sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his slender hand and slowly stroked Su Yunhua's pale face, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were a little confused, full of distress and pity.

"King Jing?"

Su Yun's clear voice came, Xiao Kongye paused, his eyes darkened, and then slowly lowered his head, attached to Su Yunhua's ear, and said softly: "Painting, this king is waiting for you to wake up." ”

After speaking, Xiao Kongye stood up and walked out, closing the door by the way without the slightest pause.

It's just that the back is slightly desolate and staggering.

Su Yunran glanced at the pale Su Yunshu, then looked at Su Yunshu and said, "Third brother, let's start." ”

Su Yunshu nodded, his face full of seriousness and caution, "Okay." ”

Su Yunran bowed slightly, took out the incense from the tray, and inserted it into the special incense burner.

Pale light smoke rises and gradually spreads throughout the room, with a faint fragrance, which makes people relax for a while, and the mood is also clear and open.

Su Yunran took out a small porcelain bottle from the tray again, very casually, and spilled the liquid inside in the air.

The liquid that seemed to be spilled at random turned out to be a regular order of water droplets in mid-air, drop by drop, clear and crystalline.

"Third brother."

Su Yunran turned around and looked at Su Yunshu's eyes full of seriousness, "Later, no matter what you see, don't make a sound." ”

Su Yunshu was slightly stunned, although he was confused in his heart, he still nodded and answered "Okay".

Hearing this, Su Yunran turned around again, took out a wooden box from the tray, reached out, grabbed the powder inside, and threw it in the air at will.

The powder stagnated in mid-air, as if it had condensed on top of the water droplets, and when I looked closely, I saw that the powder was floating quietly around the water droplets.

The incense was still burning quietly, and the fresh sound filled the room.

Su Yunran slowly walked through the water droplets, came to the side of Su Yun's painting bed, raised his hand slightly, and a few dried flowers floated above Su Yun's painting.

"Third brother."

Su Yunran didn't turn around, and called directly: "Burn these meanders." ”

Su Yunshu immediately raised his hand, and when the spiritual power was running, the blazing flames quickly wrapped those few curved water splashes.

The moment the flame touched the Qu Shui Flower, the Qu Shui Flower immediately bloomed, and the originally dry appearance gradually became crystalline, exuding a faint halo, and a little streamer flew out from the stamen, surrounding Su Yun's painting.

There is a streamer that turns into a crystal butterfly, and the butterfly wings flutter, with a fine powder, soft and shiny.

Su Yunran stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers stained the water droplets in the air, exuding a faint streamer and a fragrance.

Then, the water droplets surrounding Su Yun's painting began to reassemble, connecting Su Yun's eyebrows and Su Yunran's fingertips.

When the cool touch came from his fingertips, Su Yunran's eyes flashed slightly, and the other hand hidden in his sleeve moved slightly, and his spiritual power flowed secretly.

Suddenly, the thin needles on Su Yunhua's body began to become hot, emitting dazzling light, and several lines slowly formed along the fine needles, and the jade color was warm.

The sound formed by the vibration of the fine needle only made Su Yunshu's heart panic, he took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and watched Su Yunran's movements intently, not daring to slack off at all.

At this time, all the meridians on Su Yunhua's body were shining brightly, bright red and clear.

In the middle of those meridians, there is a black dot that is particularly noticeable.

Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, his pale thin lips slightly hooked an inexplicable arc, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Su Yun's thrush heart formation suddenly appeared, slowly rotating, glowing with blood and bewitching.

That bit of black began to slowly move towards the heart of Su Yun's thrush.

When it moved to Su Yunhua's slender neck, the speed of the formation rotation suddenly became extremely fast, and it was faintly visible that there were many tiny lines on the sides of the formation, covering Su Yunhua's entire face.

The formation changed rapidly, and the black laughter was immediately entangled by a line.

The black dot began to struggle, but it was entangled by more fronts, dragging it to the center of Su Yun's eyebrows, getting tighter and tighter.

At this time, several jade-colored spirit butterflies flew above the formation of Su Yun's thrush heart, and the butterfly wings seemed to have a faint streamer, quietly breathing.

The black dot gradually quieted down and stopped at the center of the formation.

Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, and then the finger connected to the center of Su Yun's thrush moved slightly, and the water droplets that were connected into lines began to tremble slightly, and after a while, they were wrapped in those floating fine powders.