I looked up at him, my temples throbbing, and there was no place on my body that didn't hurt.

Qian'an became more and more excited, "Don't think that Ci Yin swaying outside the window twice seems to be nothing, it's just her yin body, she will come out of the yin body decades ago, where the original body is, we all don't know, she didn't hurt your life tonight is not because she is merciful, but because she disdains!" Because your blood and bones are useless to her, she is too lazy to ask for it!" ap.

My head was about to explode as if he was spitting on it, "What blood?"

"She's a cannibal!!"

Qian'an fixed my shoulder, and glared at me with tears in his eyes, "She specializes in cultivating the method of yin and evil, her hands are stained with countless blood, my third master's parents and younger brothers have been killed by her, how can my third master not revenge this revenge!" And you only have ten years! Do you guarantee that you will succeed in 10 years? Will you definitely be able to help the third master extinguish Ciyin! Can you do it?! Can you!!"

He kept shaking me like crazy, I didn't have the slightest strength to resist, and with his question, "Can you do it?", the head of the kite with a broken string swayed back and forth, and within a few seconds, I felt an itch in my human center, and by the time I reacted, the nosebleed had already flowed to my chin.

"Qian'an, don't shake her again!"

Uncle Xie's voice was sharp, "Her seven spirits have just entered the body, and she can't bear the stimulation!"

Qian'an was also taken aback by my appearance, for fear of being mistaken by me, he hurriedly let go of his hands, and saw me lying on the ground softly, my body was still bleeding, he took two steps back, poof~! Together, they knelt beside me.

I raised my eyes tremblingly, and saw Qian'an crying and looking at me, "Wan Yingying, even if I beg you, don't pit the third master, okay?" My third master is not in good health, so he doesn't have so much time to wait!"

"Qian'an!"

Uncle Xie became more and more angry, and he came up in one breath, and a dark red liquid flowed out from the fingers covering his mouth.

"Third Master! You can only win, not lose!"

Qian'an cried in collapse, "Wan Yingying, you can't afford the mission of my third master, ten years later, you will only be twenty-three years old, think about it, how many Mr. Yin and Yang can rise to power in their early twenties?" Even if there is, it is the chosen one! Are you?!"

I looked at him in a daze, the nosebleed was still flowing wildly, the liquid ticked ~ ticked to the ground, and the ethereal seemed to be able to echo.

"It's not that I curse you to die, you can fight, you can gamble, but you can't be tied to my third master, my third master has a deep blood feud, what is needed is a real master! O truly the Chosen One!"

Qian'an cried so much that his bangs were about to stick to his face, "And you're not, if you really are, you won't even be washed away, the tread is no better than others, it's not that you just shout slogans, you have to recognize yourself, you should respond, you ......."

There was a flash of fire at the end of his eyes, and Qian'an fell to the ground like a point.

Dizzy.

Uncle Xie wiped the blood stains from the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, and said in a deep voice, "The bigger it is, the more unruly it is."

I wanted to say something, the nosebleed was cold, and my limbs were cold and I had no strength in my limbs.

"Third master, what's wrong with San'er?"

There was a knock on the door, and Dad whispered outside the door, "There's no movement, is it okay?"

"Come in!"

Dad rushed in immediately after getting permission, and his swollen eyes were startled when he saw me, "What's ......wrong with San'er's hair?"

Immediately, he hugged me tightly, "San'er, San'er!"

The lights are bright.

Uncle Xiaolong ran in after him, and was full of sighs when he was sure that we were okay.

"Dragon, Ying Ying has nothing to do with that little boy, right?"

Grandma Qin didn't dare to come in, she stood at the door and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Xie, my family Feng'er is also faint, and she is still bleeding, if this is going to be fine, do you have to send it to the hospital to take a look, and the newborn child also has to go for a check-up, there are so many things to do, this night is in time for the war, and it will be bloody!"

When Uncle Xiaolong heard this, he went out to look for a car again.

Dad hugged me and cried while saying gratitude to Uncle Xie.

I had a lot of tears on my face

, the feeling of fullness in the brain struck again.

During the change of sight, I saw my appearance in the coat mirror.

Under the messy short hair, the skin is painted with runes with cinnabar.

I was surprised that I wasn't as disfigured as I thought.

Glass slag face, argon arc welding mask, small flower bath, flame shampoo......

After this beauty salon and body treatment, my face was only a small wound from the glass slag.

Nothing else, not even a single bubble left.

Mu Ne's mind moved, and he still had to be grateful to Uncle Xie, the rune he drew on my face was for protection.

I really put on a mask that is invincible.

"Third master, why can't the child's nosebleed stop?"

Dad kept wiping my nose, "Why didn't she talk to me?"

"She's just too weak, and that means the covenant she made has come into effect."

Uncle Xie said lightly, "Ordinary losers, whoever you get close to will lose, your daughter has turned this situation around, she can't defeat others, everything is consumed from herself, you have to be kind to her leisurely, affection will be a burden for her, especially her new seven spirits are not stable, the more affection she receives, the more it will aggravate the internal damage, and in the long run, not to mention that the virtual illness will turn into a real illness, she is still in danger of sudden death."

"Sudden death?!"

With my father's exclamations, I choked on a nosebleed and passed out completely.

In a groggy state, I was taken to the hospital.

There were a lot of voices in my ears, Dad's, Uncle Xiaolong, and Aunt Feng.

The eyelids were so heavy that they couldn't open them at all, and they were forced to listen to their thrilling memories of that night.

Although they all heard the pot shattering.

No one really saw that huge face.

I just vaguely heard the voice of an old lady talking in the courtyard.

Uncle Xiaolong didn't hear clearly, Dad was a part, and Aunt Feng had just given birth to a child, so she heard it most clearly.

And she can also pick out the grievances with my family from Ciyin's words.

If it weren't for Uncle Xie, she would have died in a daze.

Uncle Xiaolong apologized to his father again, saying that he shouldn't have kicked my father.

If my dad could pour the belly-sealing soup into Aunt Feng, maybe I wouldn't have almost died to help trap the defeated spirit.

I closed my eyes and felt that it was no wonder Uncle Xiaolong, who had to misunderstand when he entered the door at that time.

Taking a step back, even if my dad poured the soup into Aunt Feng.

Seeing that the general trend has passed, the defeat will still die with me.

Dad also felt that there was no point in calculating this account after the autumn, "Don't talk about this, it's all my fault, even if the old lady deliberately harmed our family, it was I who gave her a chance after talking about it in the small temple, if you want to blame me."

"What do you blame, why didn't she take revenge sooner or later, didn't wait for more than fifty years?"

Aunt Feng said, "Dare to speak, she just doesn't have a fart to put her throat down, look at the outside mixing, come back to add some blockage to our family, I heard what she scolded Ying Ying that night, that was what people said?"