C619

Inside the secret room of the Spring Breeze House, Yin Yan paced back and forth, feeling depressed and worried that something bad was about to happen.

Weng! *

A light sound rang out as ripples appeared in the air of the secret chamber. Yin Yan quickly turned her head and saw a blurry black figure stagger out from the void. As soon as it appeared, it spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Aunt Mei, what's wrong?" Yan Yan Yan immediately recognized the person as a ghost at a glance. She ran over and placed him on an armchair.

"Cough, cough!"

At this moment, the ghost's face was wrinkled and wrinkled, but his hair was still extremely white. Fresh blood came out one after another, dyeing Yin Yan's white clothes red, especially her right hand, which was cut off completely.

On his chest, and in his heart, there was a hole of blood. Blood gushed out as his flesh rolled around. An indestructible will to fight raged within him. This was what Ling Zhan had pierced through with his halberd.

"Miss, this old servant … This old servant has let you down, no... Kill Ling Yun. " Phantom coughed blood, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and there was also a trace of reluctance, "Ling …" Ling Yun was not the surface … It's as simple as that, miss. You must be careful of him. "

"Aunt Mei, don't say anything. You'll be fine." Yan Yan Yan hurriedly shook her head. How could she listen to these ghostly words at this moment? Panic filled her beautiful eyes.

Her jade-like hand trembled as she gently caressed her creased skin. Then, she took out a jade bottle and poured out a jade-green elixir filled with dense Spiritual Qi. It was filled with a majestic life force.

"Aunt Mei, nothing will happen to you. This is the Returning Sun Pill, but the flesh and bones of living and dying …" Yan Yan Yan's eyes were emotionless as she looked at the elixir in her hands which flashed with a bright light. Her hands were trembling slightly as she started to feed it to the ghost.

"Cough!"

The ghost coughed out another mouthful of blood, which was mixed with the pieces of his internal organs, staining Yan Yan's clothes red. He shook his head gently, his eyes filled with reluctance and benevolence, and said in a hoarse and weak voice, "It's no use, I know my own situation."

Her pale face reddened a little, and her speech became smoother. She reached out her trembling hands and caressed Yan Ruyu's face, sighing softly, "It's such a pity that Aunt Mei can't watch you in your red dress, watch you get married and have kids …

Miss, this old servant will be leaving now. You must take good care of yourself in the future … Don't For This Old Slave... Report... 'Revenge, I must … ' Happy, happy! "

The ghostly voice became weaker and weaker, until finally, his head tilted and he fell into Yin Yan's embrace, his body turning stiff.

"No, don't. Don't leave Yan'er. Aunt Mei, don't leave Yan'er. Yan'er only has you as her relative. You cannot leave Yan'er behind!" Yan Yan Yan's eyes were empty and lifeless as she stared at the lifeless ghost in her arms, her voice trembling as she spoke in a low voice.

"Yan'er is wrong, Yan'er shouldn't have let you go. Aunt Mei, Yan'er knows her wrong. Wake up quickly, don't joke with Yan'er …"

However, no matter how she said it, it was impossible to salvage the situation. The body in her embrace gradually became cold and stiff, and only the pair of slightly opened eyes revealed signs of reluctance and benevolence.

"Don't... Don't leave Yan'Er, don't leave her behind. Yan'Er only has you as her only family.

I said that I would watch as I put on my red clothes... He will help me get my makeup done. You said that you will take care of Yan'Er for life, you said … Don't leave Yan'Er … You said you were going to take care of my children for me … "

Yan Yan Yan's hands were trembling, her eyes were blank as she stared at the ghost, murmuring softly, as though she was laughing, but at the same time, bean-sized tears were rolling down her cheeks.

"Wah!"

In the end, she collapsed to the ground, exhausted. She spat out a mouthful of blood, but before she lost consciousness, she could faintly hear an anxious cry.

"Yan'er …"