Chapter 1425

It's about the same. Su Kui's eyes are drooping. "Mmm."

Mirror Si breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was heavy, she pursed her lips, respectfully and gently supported Su Kui to lie down, which turned out the light, and stepped back.

After su Kui left, she raised her eyes to the crimson curtain, and her eyes were clear.

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the night is getting deeper and deeper. The bright white moon is hanging over the verdant bamboo. The silver moonlight falls from the sky like a gossamer, shining with the snow everywhere.

In the middle of the night, Su Kui began to heat up, his head was heavy, and his eyelids were heavy as if they were glued together.

She opened her mouth, a hoarse voice came out of her throat, and even she was startled to say, "come on..." A voice like a broken bellows, her own?

With a little wry smile, she opened the curtain. Soon, a night maid came respectfully and asked her in a low voice what she wanted.

The slender white fingertip points to the water that has been smelling on the table table. The maid knows it. She immediately goes to pour a cup of tea and tries the water temperature before serving it to her.

A drink, just to ease the hoarseness of the throat, she told the maid to pour down a drink, and then lay down to rest.

As a matter of fact, she is now in a state of coma. It's the best choice to call the doctor in the teaching department. But she didn't want to. She wanted to be so quiet.

The maid retired, and the room was quiet again.

There was a rustling gasp in her throat, which was caused by the fever, and there was a whirring in her chest.

She blinked, and suddenly felt a pain gushing from all over her body. Her viscera were like being held by an invisible big hand. Her face was white as paper for a moment. She arched her body like returning to her mother's body. Her hands were pressed on her waist and abdomen, and her forehead was full of sweat like rain.

She clenched her teeth and cried out in pain.

But she didn't, sarcastic smile, Duan Ziyin really dare to start. She has arranged her own back road. In this life, her identity is a monster that is not allowed in the Jianghu. There are countless people who died in her hands. Those people come to her day and night to pester her in her dream, making her unable to sleep, and always wake up at midnight when she dreams back. Then, it is to face the general silence of the dead, open your eyes until dawn.

She did not dare to close her eyes. When she closed her eyes, her consciousness was not black, but full of bright red. The flowing, thick liquid, like life, wrapped around her wrists and ankles, climbed up her neck, strangled her out of breath.

But she will not die, even those dreams, the real terrible, are still just dreams.

She was so tortured, the temperament will be more and more uncertain, only killing, to vent their resentment.

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this is because of Manjusri's liberation. Because of Manjusri's wish, Su Kui will fulfill her.

Countless sweet blood spilled from her throat and slid down the corner of her lips. She lay on her side on the bed, the blood stained the bedding under her body. The most painful time, as if the bones were broken by hammers, and then manually connected, viscera, torn into pieces. The most painful is just that moment, soon, those fierce pain quickly fade away, leaving endless weakness and emptiness.

Sweat wet her eyelashes, blinked slightly, and the water drops with salt fell into her eyes. She closed her eyes uncomfortable and her chest heaved violently.

She is still alive, but not far from death.

Because Manjusri, Manjusri, you are also a poor man.