"Morning ......" He Youfan's memory seems to be still stuck in ten years ago, and there are signs of redness in the circles of his eyes, "Why?" The voice was hoarse, and every word she spit out seemed to be like a knife cutting through her throat.

Chenyao's head was in severe pain, but on the surface, he pretended to be calm and looked at He Youfan calmly.

"Why?" He Youfan was unwilling, and asked again, this time her love was obviously very excited, her hands tightly grabbed Chen's sleeves, and the iron ropes that were imprisoned on her wrists touched each other, extremely sad, "She's only seven years old......"

Chen Yu understood what He Youfan was referring to, his already bloodless face turned white, and his body shook. Thinking of something again, his hands exerted internal force on the iron chain, shattering the iron chain, He Youfan was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the morning drag.

Chenyu pursed his lips, the pain in his brain that wanted to tear him apart was even stronger, his golden eyes darkened, endured the pain, and said to He Youfan: "Follow me." ”

He Youfan was stunned again, and then thought of something, and smiled bitterly, I don't know what it means.

In an instant, He Youfan stretched out his hands - wrapped around Chenyao's neck, Chenyu was stunned, and what instantly sank into the tip of his nose was not the once familiar clean medicinal fragrance, but the smell of blood that made him feel guilty.

Fishy, heavy.

"Morning Trail...... Do you know what the pain is?" He Youfan and Chenshu were very close, and Chenshu was wearing a dark blue plain clothes, and there was an obvious boundary between him and the red He Youfan, if he was close, if he was far away. In the next second, the dagger that fell behind Chenyu was held in He Youfan's hand, his eyes drooped, his eyes darkened, and the dagger was submerged behind Chenyao.

Chen's pupils suddenly narrowed, but the hand supporting He Youfan suddenly tightened, and even pushed the dagger closer to his heart.

He Youfan was stunned, let go of the hand holding the dagger, and looked at Chenyu complicatedly, as if he had something to say. But in the end, she was speechless, laughed self-deprecatingly, and wanted to push away the morning drag, but he was held in his arms with more strength.

At the end, He Youfan's hand climbed up Chen's neck, and gradually, tightened.

Her strength was amazing, little by little she increased her strength, Chenyu was between life and death, there was a moment of carelessness, and he lost strength in his hand, He Youfan let go of him, took advantage of this to stand up, lowered her eyes, and her long hair covered her face in shadows, "...... Don't die of heart. He raised his eyes and looked directly at Chenshu, without a trace of human affection in his eyes, "Chenshu...... What is heart death?"

The scene in front of Chenyu began to blur, and his consciousness gradually dissipated, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog looking at He Youfan, just looking deeply, but the two of them were like the end of the world.

Don't leave......

He Youfan leaned down, easily broke the hand that was already unconscious and grabbed the hem of her skirt, and walked out of the secret room without a trace of memory.

Chenyu's face was pale and fell in a pool of blood, dark red flowing slowly, like an invisible net, so demonic that it imprisoned people.

This secret room is not in Ye Kite, but in a forest near Ye Kite, few people are haunted, and no one knows He Youfan's whereabouts, including Gu Yu, those who know He Youfan are either dead, or think He Youfan is dead.

Withered Snow and Zhijiyan were not far from the entrance of the secret room, and the moment that red just came out of the secret room, it fell into the eyes of Withered Snow and Zhiyan.

Rao is usually calm and indifferent withered snow, at this time, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and subconsciously took a step back.

Zhi Jiyan was also obviously shocked, and his eyes blinked and blinked, until his and He Youfan's loveless eyes met in the air, and it was determined that this was He Youfan!

"How is that possible?" withered snow came back to her senses first, "Could it be last month's beauty makeup......"

Beauty makeup is extremely complicated, in addition to He Youfan's blood as a medium, but also a variety of rare medicinal materials. It's strange to say, it's obviously such a poisonous medicine, but it needs all kinds of rare tonic medicines to make it. In order to research beauty makeup, Wi Xue and Zhijiyan spent nine years exploring one by one, and finally made "beauty makeup" last month.

I dare not say that it is exactly the same as He Youfan's beauty makeup, but it is also eight or nine percent similar.

Could it be that the beauty makeup and the corpse poison in He Youfan's body counteracted, and because He Youfan's blood mutated?