Si Lan's appearance startled Su Wanqing: "Si Lan, what's wrong with you?" ”

Squatting down, grabbing his arm, asked in a panic. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Si Lan moved her body with great difficulty, her head was weakly placed on the ground, she looked at Su Wanqing weakly with relieved eyes, and murmured: "Wanqing, I'm sorry, I originally wanted to hand you over to Brother Shangguan with my own hands, but it's a pity... Pity... It can't be done. Now your soul and the soul gourd are fused into one, and you can't get the slightest bit of freedom, it's all my harm, it's me who hurt you. Late sunshine... I..."

He wanted to say Wanqing, I have too many memories of you in my mind, and those memories linger, as if I had experienced it myself. I really want to protect you like Shangguan Yu.

But before he could say the following words, Su Wanqing's tears had already fallen. So the rest of the words, he could only swallow back.

"Silan, what's wrong with you? Why is this happening? What about your master? Your master must have a way to save you. ”

"Master... Master he... Never save me again, never... No, it won't. ”

Si Lan's eyes became more and more distracted, and the sound of horseshoe bells and the sound of car wheels from far to near, Si Lan tried to open her eyes. Afraid that the carriage rushing over would hurt the dementor gourd and harm Su Wanqing, she shouted the name of the evening love with great effort, blocked the gourd plug, and threw the little gourd to the side of the road. The carriage rushed towards him, and as the carriage collided, his body was like a torn book, completely shattered, and drifted into the air one by one.

The passing carriage did not notice it at all, and went away with a tinkling knock.

"Can a passing carriage scare you away without such a toss?"

In the night, a figure was drawn down from the tree on the side of the road, picked up the soul gourd that Si Lan threw on the side of the road, looked at it curiously, and stuffed it into his arms.

Looking up at it again, the white fragments had not yet dispersed, and it looked good to float in the night, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he took out the folding fan inserted in his waist, and after opening the fan, he looked down at the clusters of bright red flowers on the fan.

"The other side, the other side, aren't you the demon spirit in hell who attracts souls? The soul floats in mid-air and cannot gather, come, help me extradite him back, and ask you to drink blood another day. ”

The fan painted with the blood-colored flowers on the other side was held high. The scorching red wisps floated out on the fan surface, and the blood-colored smoke slowly rose, wrapping around, and the floating remnant soul was caught by the red smoke, slowly gathering, Si Lan's broken body fell back to the ground lightly lying flat, Shangguan Yu pulled his lips and smiled.

After walking to Si Lan's side in a few steps, after squatting down, he looked at Si Lan's handsome face as pale as paper very seriously. Although Slam's eyes were closed and her brows were tightly knit. Shangguan Yu still recognized it at a glance, this guy was the one he saw when he went to Shangguan Marquis's Mansion last time.

Squatted on the ground, gently knocked on the door of his head twice with a fan, and muttered: "Shangguan Yu, Shangguan Yu, you are Shangguan Yu, the son of the Marquis of Shangguan?" It was fine two days ago, why did it suddenly become like this? ”

He shook his head helplessly, and there was the sound of his feet hitting the ground behind him. Slowly got up, turned around slowly, and came into contact with a strange and cold look.

"Shangguan Yu, Si Lan is my apprentice, life and death are at my disposal, you'd better stay away from him."

Shangguan Yu curled his lips disdainfully: "Whether he is Shangguan Yu or Si Lan, in short, I saved him, and everything about him is up to me." ”