Seeing that Huang Yu would rather die, she slowly moved her sword to Huang Yu's heart, and turned her head to look at Shuyi, "You don't want to say it...... Just let the prince tell me......"

The moon was bright, and his eyes were red scarlet.

At the moment of confrontation, suddenly warm blood slashed Huaxin's hand, Huaxin turned her head to look at Huang Yu in surprise, and was shocked, only to see Huang Yu looking at Shuyi with a stupid gaze, and inserted the sword towards Huang Huang in her chest, piercing her heart with an arrow.

She slowly tugged at the corners of her lips, revealing a proper smile, tears like clear beads, quietly crossing her sharp chin, "Phoenix...... Huang Yu is willing to fight with his life and beg his son to keep ...... Tight-lipped ......"

Shuyi didn't nod his head, nor did he shake his head.

Noncommittal.

It was as if the blood in his heart was dripping out, as if the wax torch had been boiled into ashes.

Huang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, "I have another secret to tell Childe, please come over with Childe." ”

Shuyi hesitated for a moment, but still paced to her side, leaned over, bent his knees, and half-squatted, his long hair like ink fell to the soles of his feet. Phoenix Feather held the sword in his fingertips, slowly approaching the side of his ear.

Shuyi frowned, but he couldn't help but avoid it.

Huang Yu endured the pain of tearing, gasped twice, and finally spoke softly, as if using up the tenderness of her life, "Childe, do you know...... I...... Love you!"

Shuyi was shocked, and before he could come back to his senses, two moist lip flaps were attached to the side of his face, and in the next moment, hot blood sprayed his face.

He raised his eyes and saw that Huaxin was angry and drew his sword, flicked his sleeves and left, without thinking about it, he instinctively pushed away the phoenix feather that was paralyzed on his shoulder, and stopped Huaxin in a hurry.

"Xin'er, you listen to this king's explanation......"

"There's nothing to explain, and I'm not interested. Huaxin's footsteps kept moving forward, her voice was indifferent, but it was difficult to hide the resentment in her heart, "If you have anything to say, tell your heart, she can't live a stick of incense." ”

"If you misunderstand your life because of her incense, this king would rather her die immediately. Shu Yi remembered Fang Cai's frivolity and rudeness, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and immediately raised his finger to condense qi into a sword, and stabbed straight towards Huang Yu.

Unexpectedly, he was so resolute, and immediately rubbed his body alongside him, holding his ice sword with his bare hands.

"Why are you so murderous now?" Huaxin stopped in front of Huang Yu and glared at Shuyi angrily.

Shuyi was angry and distressed, and immediately put away his sword to look at the wound in the painting, only to find that her wound had healed in an instant.

Huaxin didn't explain much, retracted his hand suddenly, squatted on the snow for a while, Shuyi saw that she was acting strangely, but he was helpless with her, only staring at her, snorting in his nostrils.

"I don't allow you to die, you just want to die, and the Yama Palace doesn't dare to accept you!"

The next scene stunned Shuyi and Huang Yu at the same time, the so-called flesh and bones of the living dead are nothing more than that, only to see the snow flowing, the flesh and blood came back to life, intact as before.

Huang Yu was not only surprised that Huaxin would save her regardless of her previous suspicions, but also surprised by her magical blood, which made her have to start doubting Huaxin's identity.

Huaxin looked at Huang Yu, then at Shuyi, and lazily spit out, "Curiosity kills cats, I am ...... The cat. ”

Shuyi immediately understood, and Huaxin was still warning him not to probe into her secrets as usual, so he immediately pressed down his doubts and never mentioned it.