Chapter 210

The seemingly short ten minutes, however, made the people on the spot feel like a century on pins and needles.

With the blessing of Yan lie's blood, yewanwan temporarily stabilized the channels between her and Yan's mother. However, the fire of her heart gave her a bad feeling.

She didn't seem to have any problems on the surface, but she was completely blank in her mind. Between the brain nerves, it seems that there are too many things entangled, so that she temporarily lost the ability to think.

When Yan lie found out something was wrong with her, she had been stunned for a long time.

Night Wan Wan Wan Wu heavy eyes, look like someone caught in general, empty can not see the slightest waves.

He thought of calling her name, but he was afraid that she would enter another stage.

He still remembers that the last time the night line was advanced, it was like entering the state of soul leaving, and he had no sense of the outside world.

At the same time, the movements of his hands and mouth did not stop.

Everything was as smooth as it seemed. Under the curtain, it was the undercurrent.

"Bang --"

there was a loud bang, and the door was slammed open, and then there was a rough and rapid cry.

"I, I, I'm back."

Stuttering words, like a thunderbolt in the air, instantly pull the God away from the people back to reality.

Night Wan Wan brush to raise his head, mouth loose, let Yan song take the box, and motioned to the other side to open the box.

"You take out rosemary, three-year-old tail and Chiba grass, crush them, mix them with strong liquor, and add a drop of Yan lie's blood and feed them to your mother."

Hearing this, Yan Song's hand turning things suddenly stopped: "what do you say?"

It was a state of semi shock caused by alcohol allergy before, but now I still need to feed alcohol.

Not only Yan Song, but also Yan lie felt that there was something wrong.

"Wanwan, are you sure my mother can stand the stimulation of alcohol in her present situation?"

Night wanwan did not seem to think that Yan lie would question. It was the first time the other party had doubts about their decision.

She could not help but Zheng for a second, turned her eyes to see him: "you don't believe me?"

Yingying eyes, hidden in the eyes of unspeakable emotions.

Yan lie was stunned and her thin lips trembled. She thought she should say something to explain. But before she made a sound, she looked away and said coldly, "if you don't believe me, I can stop now."

The cold words are like the cold wind of the twelfth month, and the hearts and minds of all the people present are cold.

Yan Song shivered unconsciously, and quickly bowed his head to do things according to the instructions, and did not dare to say more.

It's just what night wanwan said that made him a little confused.

Except rosemary, he had never even heard of it. How to find it.

He scratched his head and scratched his ears. He wanted to ask what night wanwan looked like. He saw the other party staring at the front with a little confusion in his eyes.

He followed each other's eyes, but found nothing special.

He was stunned for a second. He understood that the present situation could not be delayed. He asked eagerly, "what do you think those things look like?"

Night Wan Wan regained his consciousness, and his eyes were awe inspiring, as if the man who had just been distracted was not her.

With her free hand, she pointed to the left side of the box: "in white, purple and green bottles."

In a panic, Yan Song found that he only turned over one side of the box.

And over there, all night clothes.

He looked at the clothes that were almost thrown on the ground by himself. His black face turned red and he didn't dare to say much. He stretched his hand to the other side of the box in a little hurry. He quickly found what yewanwan wanted. He mixed it as fast as she asked, and walked to the two people with the bowl in his hand.

The wound on Yan lie's fingertip has not coagulated scab, which is very convenient for him to take blood.

After he finished, he attached himself to feed the liquid in the bowl into Yan's mother's mouth.

He thought it would be hard to feed. Don't want to, tomorrow morning has no consciousness of people, but their own initiative to drink down the bowl.

"What should I do now?" After Yan Song finished feeding, he began to ask.

Night wanwan did not answer.

She, together with the spirit power, introduced the liquid into the meridians in Yan's mother's body. After perceiving that the meridians were no longer entangled with her spiritual power, she withdrew her own spiritual power at a very fast speed.

"If you quit, you'd better go outside. If I don't call you, none of you will come in."

She rose slowly and said in a cold voice.

Yan Song is stunned for a moment. He looks at Yan lie and looks back at Yan Zhiyi.

Yan lie nodded in silence, got up, picked up Yan Song, and turned to go out.

Yan Zhiyi wants to ask something, but in the cold eyes of night wanwan, he turns around and leaves the room with Yan lie.

They disappeared in the night line of sight, her body can not help but tremble, face hair Xu.She had just hanged Yan's mother with her spiritual power, and almost took half of her spiritual power. It was not easy for her to hold on.

Night Wan Wan takes a deep breath, relaxes his mind, holds his last strength, squats down, finds out what he needs from the box, and begins to set up the array.

And out of the door, eyes are burning color.

"Brother, what's wrong with mom? What's more, how can these things appear in our house? "

Yan Song, after all, is a monk. He doesn't know how to master these things, but he knows a little bit.

Yan lie did not understand at all.

He shook his head in silence, saying he didn't know.

Rouge Ning looks at the two sons in front of her eyes with a little strangeness floating in her heart.

"So, these are the things you have been exposed to in recent years?"

The Yan Family's cultivation of descendants belongs to stocking. Before determining the owner of the family, all the descendants of the Yan family can choose the way they want to go, and no one will interfere with what they do outside.

The position of the head of the household should be chosen every 20 years. At that time, all the people of the Yan family had to return to the Yan Family and elect a new master to take over everything of the Yan family.

Yan Zhiyi is the master of this term, and next year is the year of the election of the head of the family.

He naturally hoped that Yan lie could inherit the master.

The throne of his family has been passed down for three generations, and he does not want to be broken down on his descendants.

Yan lie is still silent.

Yan Song's body is tight, some guilty of a glance at Yan's father, eyes Dodge, hesitation did not say anything useful.

Seeing this, Yan Zhiyi has the answer in his heart.

"What nonsense! You will believe this kind of strange and disorderly thing, but the people in it will make a fool of it. You didn't think that the people she was working with was your mother. "

"But don't you believe it?"

Yan Song was scolded by him a bit muddled, can not help but murmur retorted a sentence.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Fu angrily denounced him, his eyes were as round as copper bells, as if he wanted to eat people.

Yan Song y is stunned and laughs twice. He runs behind Yan lie and doesn't speak. But in my heart, I still couldn't help but Tucao, "if you don't believe it, why do you make complaints about Feng Shui?"

There was a faint feeling in his heart that all these disorderly things were on the so-called high man invited by his father.

In the process of their dispute, Yan lie looks at the door in silence, as if to see through the wall.

In his cold eyes, no waves and no waves, people can not see through his mind.

Thirty minutes later, Yan Zhiyi exhausted his last bit of patience and said angrily, "I'm not waiting. I'll go in and have a look."

He said, and turned and rushed to the door.

The people in the room, as if they heard his footsteps, opened the door "click" as soon as he raised his hand to touch the door handle.

Yan Zhiyi was stunned. A look of embarrassment flashed over his face and stood at the door.

It's the night line that opens the door.

As if she didn't see the expression on the face of the visitor, she turned and walked out of the door.

The sound of slow footsteps, like a heavy hammer, hit the three people.

The men of the Yan family came back almost at the same time.

Yan Zhiyi only said the word "you" when he saw Yan rushed over and held the man in his arms. His eyes were burning and he asked, "are you ok?"

Night Wan Wan Wan looked at him without expression, reached out and pointed to his back. Before he could open his mouth, he suddenly became black and fainted.

At the same time, Yan lie is more or less used to her situation.

He looked down at the pale and colorless cheeks of the man in his arms. If there was a long sigh, he bent down slightly, lifted the man horizontally, and walked toward the house.

He moved, and the other two followed.

After entering the door, Yan lie walked straight to the second floor with the night line in his arms.

Yan Zhiyi takes a look at their backs and turns to the living room unconsciously.

At a glance, he was stunned.

In the living room, the sofa and the coffee table were all removed, leaving a space of 25 square meters.

On the ground, a large Tai Chi Eight Diagrams diagram was drawn with unknown materials, and Yan's mother was placed in the center of the right.

In the center of the eight diagrams, put this incense burner, and a column of fragrance is burning slowly.

He walked a little further, and suddenly he smelled a faint smell of blood.

If there is no smell, it seems to be his illusion.

He can't help but congealed up the eye light, walked toward Yan mother.

As he approached, he was surprised to see what was going on inside the censer.

There is no sand or dust in the censer, but a furnace of water.

The fragrance actually stands upright in the clear water.

He was stunned at the same time, his hand seemed to have his own consciousness, slowly extended to Xiangzhu.He didn't know what he thought at this time. He wanted to touch the fragrance subconsciously.

Yan song came in after him. He was a little prepared for the current situation, so he didn't have much surprise.

When he saw Yan Fu's behavior, he rushed to him, clasped his hand and pulled him out of the array circle.

"What are you doing?" Yan Zhiyi said in a deep voice, slightly angry

"Dad, if I'm not mistaken, that incense plant is my mother's life extending fragrance. All life is in the fragrance. If you move rashly, it is likely to be a bad thing. "

"Longevity fragrance?" Yan Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and could not conceal his surprise in his low voice.

He felt that what happened today was challenging his bottom line.

"Yan Song, don't forget the era of your life! Your so-called cultivation is unreasonable

Yan Song chuckled at him, silent and did not explain, but his hand was still not released.

Yan Zhiyi took a deep breath and held back his anger. He said in a cold voice, "OK, I'll wait and see what kind of flowers you can play in the end."

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