"You're worth it, you're my sister!the only sister in my life!" Wuhua patted her weakly. "Well, I'm tired today. Don't lie on me and crush me to death anymore. ”

An Xian hurriedly let go of the fog.

"Sister, you go and ask the guy to bring the meal. I thought, I need to eat some good supplements. ”

An Xian shed tears and nodded vigorously. "Well, I'll ask them to serve the most blood-replenishing dishes in the store. ”

She put the blood beads into a small sachet and carefully placed them close to her body.

Raising his head, he looked at Wuhua intently, suddenly came up, pecked lightly on Wuhua's forehead, got up quickly, jumped to the door, pushed the door and ran out.

Wuhua touched his forehead, feeling the warmth of this kiss, and couldn't help but smile.

A wave of dizziness hit, the consequences of massive blood loss were revealed, and Wuhua slowly closed his eyes.

An Xian came back from outside, saw the unconscious Wuhua, fed him a Lingrong Pill, and cried again.

Next. This is also the last day of the agreement between An Xian and Liyuan.

The mood of peace is very apprehensive. As long as she escapes this day, she will be completely free from the abyss. At this moment, An Xian wanted to dig a pit and bury himself.

As for hiding in the ghost mound, it's not that I haven't thought about it. First, Wuhua needs to be taken care of, and she can't bear to disappear, and secondly, An Xian remembers that Liyuan once sneaked into the ghost mound in a state where she was unguarded and closed the ghost door, and she suspected that Liyuan had some secret means to enter the ghost mound without obstacles.

An Xian finally chose to continue to hide in this hot spring hotel and accompany Wuhua.

Wuhua held a jar of thick soup that thousands of people participated in the black bone pheasant boiling, and drank it in small sips. This thing is a great supplement, if you drink it in one go, you will not be replenished, and you will definitely have a long nosebleed. Wuhua drank in small sips, and every time he took a sip, he used his skills to refine and refine to ensure that every drop was not wasted, and it was safe and had no side effects.

An Xian hugged a pot of herbal tea. The brother and sister whispered to themselves.

Wuhua asked about Liyuan, and asked about the entanglement between An Xian and Liyuan.

Under such a large reward from Xianxin Commercial Bank, Nanrong Anxian's gossip story has long been known to the world.

Although immortal cultivators pay attention to pure hearts and few desires, this is only the goal. In fact, immortal cultivators who have a boring life, their gossip hearts burn, and they are more violent and agitated than mortals. The immortal cultivators are particularly concerned about Nan Rong Anxian's three-day derailment, and all kinds of oil and vinegar have long been unbearably spread.

But Wuhua never showed a trace in front of An Xian, as if he hadn't heard those rumors at all. Anyway, he didn't believe that.

An Xian: "Brother, the boss of the Xianxin Commercial Bank is called Liyuan." I don't know what he came from. I guess he might be an ancient demon god. He said he had lost a heart and needed a heart to make up for it. He chose mine. ”

"If you don't have a heart, won't you want to die? Sister, we will never give it. Wuhua said.

An Xianzi didn't want to give Liyuan a heart, but she didn't want to hide anything from Wuhua. "Liyuan said that as long as I give it when I am about to die, it will be fine. ”

"That's not going to work either. As long as you don't die, there is hope. Sister, no matter how dangerous the desperate situation, you have to hold out until the last moment, and you must not kill yourself. Believe me, and I'll come to your rescue. The hall master said, as long as I work hard to cultivate, I will definitely be able to soar to become an immortal. Wuhua straightened his chest and posed like "brother is very powerful".

"I see. Actually, I think the same way, until the last moment, who knows if I will die or not? Brother, I don't want to be the daughter of the Nanrong family. The people of the Nanrong family just want to send me out in exchange for their glory and wealth. ”

"You are now the daughter of our Fang family. Don't worry, neither Grandpa nor I will trade you for money. ”

Quietly, that's what she wanted to hear.

"But I'm already married to Liyuan. If he says he is my husband, and wants to take me back?"

Wuhua was silent for a while, took a sip of ginseng soup, and said, "I don't think he will force you." ”

"Why?"

"He wants your heart, doesn't he?"

"Yes. ”

"He didn't forcibly poach your heart before, did he?"

"Yes. ”

What does this mean? It means that he can't force your heart, you can only give it to him willingly, and maybe you have to fall in love with him. The conditions are so harsh, he can't please you yet, how can he force you? By the way, how do you know that he wants your heart?"

When Wuhua spoke, An Xian kept nodding. "Liyuan told me himself. ”

"Huh?" Wuhua thought incredulous. Seeking other people's hearts, they even went to tell each other. What kind of logic is this?

An Xian also knew that there was a problem here. "He said he didn't want to lie to me. ”

Wuhua was silent again. He took a sip of the ginseng soup, refined it, and took another sip.

"Sister, why do you think he did this?"

An Xian has been struggling with this question, but she can't find an answer. "Maybe he's too confident," she said. I feel that even if I know that after I give my heart away, I will become a person with a serious heart disease for the rest of my life, I will give my heart to him. He's that megalomaniac. ”

Wuhua's brows furrowed. "Did he even tell you the consequences?"

He didn't say it. A friend of his said, however, he did not deny it. ”

Wuhua pondered for a while and said, "Sister, I think, he probably doesn't intend to ask for your heart. ”

"Huh?"

"Do you think, if he really wants to win your heart, why should he warn you? I heard that the Immortal Heart Trading House is a very large wealth group, and even the four top sects are not as rich as it. Liyuan can run such an immortal heart firm, it can't be an arrogant and conceited heartless eye. ”

An Xian was silent.

"If he is not plotting against my heart, what is he plotting? An Xian wrinkled his brow painfully.

Wuhua put down the ginseng soup, pulled An Xian's hand over, and gently held it in the palm of his hand. "In that case, what else does my sister have to worry about? If you want to die, brother, I will die with you. ”

The Immortal Heart Firm is so powerful, Wuhua doesn't dare to say that he can save Anxian's life, all he can do is accompany her and die together.

An Xian was stunned for a while. Yes, it's a big deal, what's so terrible about dying? But she still hates it, she is so sad!

Wuhua's fingers passed through An Xian's fingers, interlocked with her ten fingers, palms facing each other, and said softly: "Sister, forget him." You can't afford to love such an abyss. ”

"You are talking nonsense, how can I love him?" An Xian panicked inexplicably, and hurriedly went to pump his hand. But Wuhua clenched it very tightly, and this posture of interlocking fingers made it more difficult for her to break free. An Xian couldn't withdraw his hand for a while.

Wu Hua said: "Sister, you dedicate the first half of "Nine Turns to Yellow Springs" to the sect for the benefit of everyone, Shui Xiang, and my uncle treated you like this, are you sad? Are you resentful? You are not sad! You are not resentful! You know that this is a matter of interest." ”