When he was on Han Qi's back, Shen Yanhe felt that Yu Ziye was a little too quiet.

At first, he thought that maybe this night had scared her, so he wrapped her in a beast robe and comforted her in his arms.

But at this moment, he hurriedly walked into the Atami Grottoes with her, and Shen Yanhe felt that something was wrong.

The petite woman in her arms seemed to be feverish.

Shen Yanhe hurriedly put her on the couch and reached into Yu Ziye's primordial spirit.

Just probed, I was shocked to find that her heart and spiritual power had been blocked.

He hurriedly sat down and gathered spiritual power to open her heart and help her flow again.

However, he was in a hurry, but he didn't have time to detect the poisonous ...... on Yu Ziye's body

When he was on Han Zhu's back, Yu Ziye's internal organs seemed to be burning.

She desperately wanted to tear off the beast robe on her body, but she was always wrapped by Shen Yanhe patiently.

Even the hand that wanted to stretch out the cool was always held by him.

At this time, when he went to lie down on the couch in the Huxin Pavilion, Yu Ziye only felt that his eyes were black, his waist and knees were so weak that he couldn't move, and there seemed to be a fire in his chest, burning his breath hot.

At this moment, Shen Yanhe seemed to help her reopen her heart, but her body suddenly became hotter.

She tugged at the collar of her shirt indiscriminately, but even the exposed skin did not burn in the slightest.

"What are you doing?!"

Seeing Yu Ziye's appearance like this, Shen Yanhe stopped her with a soft voice, and hurriedly waved his sleeves to cover her with the soft quilt on the side.

Feeling that something was wrong in his heart, Shen Yanhe still carefully probed Yu Ziye's forehead again, looking shocked.

This is clearly the lotus silk poison......

He was anxious to find out where the poison was, and regretted that he hastily unblocked her heart and made the poison run faster.

As soon as her hand reached Yu Ziye's neck, intending to block her heart, she grabbed her right hand with a pair of small white hands.

Seeing her look confused and put her hand on her pink neck, Shen Yanhe's expression froze, and he immediately withdrew his hand and got up to face the woman on the couch.

Shen Yu, a despicable and obscene billet, is so unscrupulous!

Shen Yanhe has lived for almost three thousand years, and he has never been so godless and uneasy.

Should we push back the toxicity first? or......

Frightened by his unfinished thoughts, he calmed down, returned to the couch, gathered his spiritual power and prepared to force back the poison.

Shen Yanhe, you are just a dying person, how can you think anything about her.

Yu Ziye didn't know where she was at this time, and from the moment Shen Yanhe appeared, she no longer resisted the toxicity in her body.

At this moment, her heart was beating like thunder, and there seemed to be a force in her brain tearing, anxiously pressing her......

Shen Yanhe ...... Talk to me...... Talk to me......"

Yu Ziye's consciousness seemed to have fallen into chaos, and she couldn't feel anything except the fire in her chest.

But she could make out the murmuring of the Atami Grottoes.

By his side must be Shen Yanhe.

"Okay, what do you say?"

Shen Yanhe's voice was low and hoarse, and he was also trying his best to suppress his heartbeat, and the slender hands of the spiritual power trembled slightly.

Maybe it was delayed for too long, and the toxicity in Yu Ziye's body had already spread.

Even if Shen Yanhe used his spiritual power to force it away, it would only be a little bit toxic.

"Am I going to die......

Yu Ziye was burned by the temperature of his internal organs, and he entered a misty state as if he had ascended to immortal in a trance.

"No, you're not going to die. ”

Shen Yanhe's voice was low and soft, coaxing her, and her mind kept thinking about the countermeasures for detoxification.

For Yu Ziye, as soon as Shen Yanhe touched her with both hands, it brought a sense of coolness.

Even his voice, which was as indifferent as water and familiar to her, seemed to flow into her body and mind with a hint of coolness.

Shen Yuhe...... If he falls into the devil, how can he ...... the manipulation technique?"

Yu Ziye regained a trace of clarity in his mind, and hurriedly asked, but was coldly interrupted by Shen Yanhe.

"Don't mention him now. ”

When he heard Shen Yu's name, he was upset, and now he didn't want to think about anything except the woman in front of him.

interrupted her, and felt a little reluctant in his heart, so he said:

"Don't worry, I've got it. ”

Yu Ziye wiped the thin sweat on his forehead and neck, and asked with a chuckle:

"Would you be sad if I died...... you?"

Shen Yanhe's expression was gloomy, he thought of something, was silent for a moment, and then said with a firm look in his eyes:

"You're not going to die. ”

"Do you like me......"

Yu Ziye stretched out his hand, grabbed Shen Yanhe's hand hanging in the air with spiritual power, and pressed it to his heart.

Being pulled by her like this, Shen Yanhe hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Yu Ziye's ear, so as to maintain his balance.

Looking at her slightly flushed little face, Ying Ying's eyes were looking at him, exhaling like an orchid, close at hand, Shen Yanhe's heart moved, and he held his breath......

The black hair that was half scattered on her shoulders slowly fell on the ears and nose of the woman in front of her, and she chuckled and shrunk her neck.

Shen Yanhe closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and pulled out the hand that was caught by her.

Standing up and waving his sleeves, the soft quilt was gently covered on Yu Ziye's body, and the bed tent slowly scattered down, separating the two.

"What about people...... Shen Yanhe ......"

The woman in the tent spoke with a crying voice, and her voice was like a light feather, but it fell on Shen Yanhe's heart like a sharp blade.

He stood stiffly outside the bed tent, his back to the soft cry.

The long, bony hand clenched into a fist, gently pressed against his lips, closed his eyes in pain, and held back not to make a sound, his heart aching.

Yu Ziye, I know that I don't like you anymore.

Like makes people happy, and love makes people sad.

The woman in the tent looked at the isolated space in confusion, her limbs so weak that she couldn't move.

I couldn't keep up with the departing man, or even move the heavy flannel brocade bed......

Yu Ziye weakly grabbed the quilt corners, this long night, until this moment, she felt heartache.

Unable to hear the faint cry in the bed tent, Shen Yanhe closed his eyes.

In the misty forest that day, Yu Ziye, who was wearing a wedding dress and crying, was in his mind at the moment.

This time, did she really cry because of herself......

He slowly walked to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, held on to the railing of the pavilion, breathed steadily, and stepped into the sea step by step.

Today's Atami is as cold as his heart.

Shen Yanhe walked slowly towards the center of the lake, and the lake was getting higher and higher.

He closed his eyes and calculated, now that the toxicity of the lotus silk poison had driven him away for four or five points, the rest, as long as Yu Ziye gritted his teeth and endured, the night would be spent peacefully.

As long as there are nine song beads, her spirit will be fine.

It was just a feeling of burning fire, and he was destined to be unable to bear it for her, so he let him taste the bitter cold in this lake as a companion.

As for the love hidden in his heart, Shen Yanhe thought about it again and again, and he really didn't want her to know.

Wait for him to look for the candle dragon again in the future, and see what he can do to divert the power of the water.

Thinking about how to get her to leave Shen Yu's side as soon as possible, he couldn't wait for a moment.

As for themselves...... When this immortal body is close to life, she will never think of herself again, which is the best.

Shen Yanhe closed his eyes and sank into the water in meditation.

Obviously, all these decisions made by myself are so correct, and fate is also so irreversible.

But why is my heart numb?