"Little Colorful !!" Ruoyou exclaimed in surprise and sat up from the bed.

"Sister, sister-" Wen Yun, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time, saw that she was awake and immediately shouted.

Ruo Yu looked at Wen Yun, his consciousness began to sober up a little bit, and the picture of Xiao Wucai flying under Leng Feng's palm and turning into a raging fire suddenly appeared in his mind, and tears couldn't help but flow out of his swollen eyes.

She hugged Wen Yun and cried, "I had a nightmare, I actually dreamed that Xiao Wucai died, and I also dreamed that Orange was seriously injured......"

"It's all true!" Wen Yun interrupted her next words without hesitation, and her drooping eyes were also red from crying.

Ruoyou's cry stopped abruptly in an instant, and he grabbed Wen Yun's shoulder, which was even thinner at this time, "What did you say?"

Wen Yun pushed her hand away and cried, "When Gongzi brought you back, he was already seriously injured, and then he spent a lot of effort to set up the enchantment, and at this time he was already dead!"

After speaking, he threw himself at Ruoyou's feet and let himself cry even more.

Ruoyou's face changed greatly, and her heart tightened, "Where is your son-in-law now?"

"Books, study!" Wen Yun choked, "but he won't let us bother......"

Ruoyou couldn't listen to what Wen Yun was saying, she only had the study in her mind, she was going to go to the study to find him, he would definitely be fine.

Then, like a madman, she jumped out of bed and headed straight for the study.

When she opened the door of the study, a strong smell of blood came to her nose, and the next moment, she saw Chen Xuan lying on the couch.

How much blood did he really shed?

The ground around him was red, dyeing his hair red, half of his face, and his white clothes.

Looking at such a scene, Ruoyou's tears flowed into a river, rubbed out, wiped and gushed out.

Unable to control the sadness in her heart any longer, she suddenly ran towards Chen Xuan, lifted his body, and tightly encircled him in her arms.

The blood on his body immediately stained her purple clothes, like a red lotus that slowly bloomed, gradually spreading to every part of her body.

Ruoyou was flustered and cried convulsively, "Orange, I won't let you die, do you hear......?"

He said with a choked mouth, and suddenly remembered the effect of his own blood.

The movements of her hands were faster than she thought, and the next moment, in the haze of her teary eyes, she immediately bit her index finger and quickly stuffed it into Chen Xuan's mouth.

Her blood suddenly spread in Chen Xuan's mouth, and after a while, the corners of Chen Xuan's mouth moved slightly, as if he had a trace of consciousness, and barely opened his eyes, but his whole body was already weak.

He raised his weak hand, took away the finger that Ruoyou had put in his mouth, and chuckled angrily: "You'er, don't bother about me anymore, I'm ready to return to the Immortal Mountain, wait for me to ......"

"No-" Ruoyou shook his head to interrupt him, crying heartbreakingly, "Your love is unsolved, and you will die a life if you go back, and I heard that Xianshan is the most desperate, and you may ......not be able to remember it when you go back."

Halfway through her words, she was shocked, because Chen Xuan smashed straight into her shoulder.

He fainted!

If you are in a hurry to feed him with your own blood again, Chen Xuan can't wake up this time.

He was already determined to die.

Ruoyou no longer cried, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, empty and without half a look, already full of sadness and despair.

At this moment, a light singing voice suddenly sounded in her ears, this song was very familiar to her, Ruoqian often sang this kind of in the demon clan, but who made the ethereal flute sound that accompanied the singing?

The sound of this flute ......

It seems to have been made by Hades' soul-sucking flute, which she had learned about from books.

This is a flute that sucks away the soul of an orange and can return the soul to an orange!

Thinking of this, Ruoyou immediately put Chen Xuan flat on his feet and ran out.

She stood in the empty courtyard, the singing and flute suddenly became clearer, and when she looked around, a light woman was sitting on the branch of a plane tree outside the courtyard, and she had two heads, one singing and the other playing the flute.

The silver-white moonlight sprinkled on her face, which was even more charming and moving, and it was really Ruoqian.