God's forgiveness
After a long time, how long will it take? That is, when Ran Youmiao watched Ran Xiyan play chess, and the two discussed the matter of Qin Yan, Yan Yiyun was finally relieved and said: "You can start ......"
He Yan cheered, He Yan shouted Long live!
Even the last promise of not leaving the house for 10,000 years is difficult to come out, although he has a cold face, but in He Yan's eyes, it is very kind!
He Yan didn't say a word, and he took two mouthfuls on the face of the testament, and the testament calmly pulled her away from him, Yan Yiyun was cold, and reminded: "You are a family man, understand?"
He Yan glanced at him: "The beauties of the last promise are like fathers in my heart, I love my husband the most, you know what." â
Good guy, this kind of thing is useless on He Yin.
The face of the testament can already be described as June Feishuang, a father-like storage zĂ i......
The ghost is your father!
Yan Yiyun asked He Yan to meditate and sit down, put the three artifacts aside, took out a delicate and small bottle, and dripped the scarlet liquid in the bottle on the three artifacts, and the liquid quickly dissolved in the artifact, leaving a wisp of green smoke.
He Yan looked disgusted: "What is that thing?" The color is much darker and redder than blood, much thicker than blood, and even has the smell of blood, although it is faint, He Yan can still smell it.
It can't really be blood.
Yan Yiyun didn't care about her questions, his expression was unusually strict, and he ordered: "Close your eyes." â
He Yan obediently closed it, Yan Yiyun glanced at the testament, the testament seemed to be clear, and a finger lightly clicked on the three artifacts, the three artifacts emitted a light blue brilliance, and slowly flew to the top of He Yan's head, and the brilliance finally converged into a beam of light, quickly stabbing towards He Yan.
The beam of light was like a sharp weapon, passing through He Yan's body, He Yan's body trembled, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, she opened her eyes in a daze, saw her pure white skirt dyed red, frowned, and could only sit down again, holding the hem of her clothes with her hands, clenching them into fists, enduring the pain that pierced into her bones, seeing the indifferent expression of the testament, she lightly pulled away a smile: "I'm fine." â
The testament was worried, and she knew.
Even if it doesn't seem like it, she knows it.
He Yan slowly closed her eyes, and some pictures flashed quickly in front of her eyes, pouring into her brain together, like countless hands, vying for her brain, tearing each other, like a scarred wound, being slowly pulled, and then oozing a trace of blood, she pinched the sharp nails into the wound with force, until the nails fell into the wound, and then tore them with all her strength.
If it was an ordinary woman, she would have fainted from pain, He Yan just clenched her fists, biting her lower lip, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and after a long time, the pain gradually eased and disappeared.
He Yan opened her eyes suddenly, the undisguised horror in her golden eyes, Yan Yiyun didn't have time to say anything, and in the next second, she leaned against the edge of the bed and fell down.
The brilliance of the three artifacts gradually faded, and then slowly landed, and the testament only glanced at it, and then looked at He Yan.
"What's wrong with her?"
Is this reaction normal?
"It's fine. After Yan Yiyun took the pulse, he turned around and shrugged his shoulders at the testament, "Memories poured into her brain for a while, and it took time to sort it out slowly, but it was a toxin, and there was still a little residue, and it also took time to clean up." â
The last contract asked, "What poison?" was so powerful that he couldn't lift it.
Yan Yiyun smiled mysteriously, "Do you know why it took me so much time to succeed in research?"
"Because He Yan's toxin contains pure blood. Yan Yiyun smiled faintly and looked at the small bottle, there was still a trace of dark red left in the mouth of the bottle, "'God's forgiveness', this kind of pure blood, can make people who are sick or have wounds heal instantly. But if it is used as a poison, it will also be - there is no cure. â
The frown of the testament, the forgiveness of God......