At the same time, a fire suddenly rose from a drapery, and the fire climbed along the slippery and soft curtain, and soon rushed to the tablet on the side, and in a moment's effort, a raging fire had been ignited in the ancestral hall.

Ruoyou was pinched by the hand on his neck, and was desperately fighting against it, and when the fire rose, he realized that if he didn't go out, he would definitely die in the fire.

She was so frightened that she quickly got up from her kneeling mat and ran along the door, trying to shout for help, but the hand on her neck was so tight that she was not allowed to cry out at all.

Not far away, a disciple in the sect patrolled the night, saw the billowing smoke rising from the ancestral hall, and shouted: "It's on fire, it's on fire......"

He shouted as he ran towards the ancestral hall, crossed a bush and a bridge, and came to the door of the ancestral hall.

He saw a woman rushing out of the door of the ancestral hall, the woman was beautiful, but her face was already wrinkled, and when she looked down, there was a terrible severed arm around her neck, cold and gloomy.

The severed arm didn't seem to really want her life, but it was even more terrifying than it really wanted her life.

Everything in front of him frightened him, and he only thought of calling, but when he was about to make a sound, it was dark in front of him, and suddenly there was no sound around.

Ruoyou, who ran out of the door, although she had been distracted by the hand holding her neck, saw the scene in front of her clearly at this time.

In the cold moonlight, she saw the disciple clearly, and she also saw the man in Xuanfu who knocked the disciple unconscious.

His face was like the last bright moon, noble and cold, and the black robe hunted in the howling wind, as if a god had descended into the world, and the cold aura around him became stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to swallow this endless darkness.

Ruoyou didn't know why he knocked out that disciple, and he didn't care about analyzing all kinds of problems, and when he saw the incarnation, he immediately ran to him, signaling him to help remove the severed arm from his neck.

Ye Fei's eyes were cold, and his fingers were clenched into fists in his sleeves, knowing why he always wanted to help the woman in front of him.

If you have become more and more difficult to breathe, she gestured to him for a while, and when she saw that there was no movement, she glared at him anxiously, and through this glance, she suddenly saw the pond behind him, and then she was in a hurry, and prepared to jump into the pool, thinking about whether the hand on her neck would be afraid of water.

Just as she took a step, there was a pain in her back, her eyes suddenly turned black, and before she fainted, she obviously noticed a softness behind her.

She knew that it was not grass, nor pond water, but a spare chest.

......

Full of stars, peach blossoms flying, under the hundred-year-old tree stood two people who were leaning on each other, there was no language between them, only devouring each other through mutual kisses.

"Poof-" Ruoyou sat up from the bed in pain, his hand pressed against his heart, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed on the plain white bed, slowly spreading like a blooming mandala flower.

She hadn't dreamed for a long time, and she hadn't been disturbed by a heart attack in a dream for a long time, and tonight she had it again.

It's really annoying, it's such a beautiful thing, why does it always trigger her heart disease?

"You're awake. ”

Suddenly there was an indistinct voice in his ears, and if he followed the sound, he saw the man sitting behind a low table reading a book, his eyes still fixed on the book, and the jade finger just turned a page at this time.

Ruo Yu looked at him, his consciousness was a little sober, and then he remembered his current situation.