Night heavy yuan eye quick hand hand to hold her, Ning eyebrow: "all right?"
"I've just left. How could Qinghuan be No, Yao, I'll go in and find out! " Emperor Fuyao said he would go, but he was stopped by his servants.
The servant blocked the door with a look of displeasure and refused to let her in. "No matter who you are, the master has told you that you don't receive guests recently. You'd better go!
Emperor Fuyao's beautiful eyes are slightly narrowed. He is too lazy to talk nonsense. He wants to enter by force, but Su Zimo comes out from inside.
"What's the order of noise!"
"Back to the young master, it's all this man who makes trouble!" The villain of the lower class complains first.
Su Zimo frowned and looked at her. When he saw her, his face suddenly froze and he blurted out, "goddess?"
As soon as these words came out, the moment of frowning turned into a vinegar emperor in Beicha.
Emperor Fuyao looked at Su Zimo, who had not seen him for more than a month. He saw that his long hair was scattered at will, and his face was haggard. He was very depressed, as if he had suffered a huge blow. At first sight, his spirit was completely gone.
She quickly came forward and said: "Su Shao, where is Qinghuan? I want to see her
Su Zimo looked at her silently and sighed for a long time, "come in with me."
Along the way, the Su mansion was decorated with white long silk and white lanterns. The atmosphere of the whole mansion was low and solemn.
Without saying a word, Emperor Fuyao and yechongyuan follow Su Zimo straight to the main hall of the Su family. What they see is the black coffin in the middle of the main hall.
On both sides of the main hall sat many people, including Su's father, Su's mother and a group of Su's elders.
"My sister, she's in there. Just as you're here, you can give her the last ride." Su Zimo pointed to the black coffin and gave a dismal smile.
The emperor shook her feet like a thousand jin. She slowly moved to the black coffin.
There was a man lying in the black coffin, beautiful and familiar, with the cold breath of death. He was sure that Su Qinghuan was the only one.
"No way!" Emperor Fu shakes his brow and frowns tightly. He is so shocked that he reaches in his hand out of instinct reaction. He wants to verify whether Qinghuan is really dead.
"Presumptuous! Get her Seeing this, Su Fu was very angry.
A few servants came forward quickly. Unexpectedly, Emperor Fu Yao had been on guard for a long time. As soon as his body flashed, he avoided the siege of the servants.
The servants gritted their teeth, looked at each other and decided to rush up to catch emperor fuliao.
Unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin was killed on the way to protect emperor Fuyao.
"Touch her? You have to pay for it with your life Night heavy yuan dark deep sharp eyes shot at the people, eyes with absolute Sen Leng Su kill gas, let the people dare not to fool.
Emperor Fuyao always grasped Su Qinghuan's hand, which was his pulse.
"Waste, what a waste! Zimo, look who you brought in! Don't stop this smelly girl Su's father became angry.
"Cough Goddess, I know you can't believe my sister has But it's true. Don't make my parents sad any more, OK? " Su Zimo had no choice but to stand up and seize emperor Fuyao, who was still searching for Su Qinghuan's life message.
"I'm sorry, I'm being rude." Emperor Fu Yao took back his hand and apologized: "but Su Shao, I just sensed that Qinghuan still has the breath of life. She is not dead yet."
Before Su Zimo spoke, he was interrupted by Su's father, "what do you mean, you little girl? It's not enough to disturb the spirit hall. Now I have to toss my daughter's body!"
"My Su family is also a family of pharmacists. Can't you tell the difference between life and death?"
Emperor Fu Yao's face did not change, but his tone was extremely serious, "my feeling is absolutely right!"
Su Zimo said in a low voice: "Dad, maybe my sister is still alive. Her feelings are right..."
He believed in the goddess's words.
But
Is the dead Qinghuan alive?
"Oh, induction? That's bullshit Su Fu only thought that she was here to make trouble. He was so angry that he was about to tremble. His face was so blue that he directly ordered, "come on, cover the coffin! Bury
"No! It can't be buried! " Emperor Fu Yao is in a hurry.
When she called Qinghuan's pulse just now, although there was no reaction in her pulse, she sensed that Qinghuan still had a little breath of life. Even though the breath was very weak, it was certain that Qinghuan was not dead!
"OK, since you say huan'er is not dead yet, if you can save her before the auspicious time of burial, I won't investigate today's affairs!" Su Fu stares at her coldly.
Emperor Fuyao turned to ask Su Zimo, "how much time is there?"
"There's only one stick of incense left." Su Zimo said truthfully, "goddess, do you really have a way to bring Qinghuan back to life?"
"Oh To bring the dead back to life is something that even the gods can't do. She's a little girl. What's the means to bring the dead back to life? " A touch of grief flashed in Su Fu's eyes.
Suddenly he lost his daughter, and his white hair sent his black hair to him. As a father, he must be devastated.But this girl is also too hateful, even came to his house to make trouble, said the daughter did not die.
Well, he wants to see what magic power this girl film can have. If she can make huan'er come back from the dead, he is willing to give away the family treasure!
In a short time, Emperor Fuyao didn't have time to make any explanation, so he climbed into the coffin directly. Fortunately, the black coffin was very big, even if two people were lying there, which just gave her some space.
Seeing this, Su's family were very angry.
"What nonsense
"This woman is really bold. She is not afraid of losing her life when she enters the coffin alive."
"Pity huan'er. She is not peaceful when she is buried. It's a crime."
The Su family talked about it, but emperor Fu Yao turned a deaf ear to it. He directly picked up the body and began to look for the faint breath of life.
"Strange." Emperor Fuyao frowned, "the life breath seems to disappear again."
"Fu Yao, can I help you?" Yechongyuan stood in front of the black coffin and asked eagerly. Under the black face, the bright eyes like Obsidian were shining.
Everyone, including Su Zimo, Su's father and Su's mother, was at least two meters away from the black coffin because of their taboo. He was the only one who approached her regardless of the world and taboo.
Emperor Fu shakes to lift an eye, lightly smile, "need not."
Then he lowered his head, looking for the faint breath of life.
Unfortunately, this time, the faint breath of life seemed to be hidden. No matter what method she used, she found it in a long time.
"The time has passed! This girl, when are you going to trouble my daughter? " Su's mother was already in tears.
Emperor Fu Yao had to climb out of the coffin. As soon as he came out, Su Fu pointed his nose and scolded him.
"Are you really making fun of my su family! If you are huan'er's friend, then I'm not worth it for huan'er. You are such a crazy friend! "
"Dad! How can you say that Su Zimo is a little angry, "the emperor girl is also kind-hearted. She doesn't believe that Qinghuan is dead."