Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"No! This lake is very deep at first glance, you can't go down!" Su Wanyu didn't let go, but hugged her even tighter.

Fu Han's expression was cold, "Su Wanyu, I will let you go!"

His tone was cold and determined, with a hint of anger.

Su Wanyu had never heard him treat her like this before, her heart trembled, but she still didn't let go, "I won't! You're too restless now, you said she was going to save people, that proves that she can swim, you Just stand on it and wait, she will go down for a while, nothing will happen."

"I'm very calm, let go." Fu Han's tone was cold, and at the same time, he pushed her hand away forcefully.

"Ah Han!" Su Wanyu tried his best not to let go, but he still managed to pry it open. His fingers ached from the force, and the image of the pain seemed to spread through the fingertips to the tip of his heart.

After Fu Han pushed her away, he walked forward. Before he jumped, Su Wanyu grabbed his arm again, "Ah Han, can you calm down?!"

"She just went down to save people, and you are so nervous. If it were me, would you be so nervous?" Su Wanyu asked paranoidly with red eyes.

"Assumption doesn't make any sense." Fu Han looked impatient, and a chill spread in his deep black eyes.

He shook off her hand and jumped into the lake. At almost the same time, Su Wanyu shouted: "Okay, then I won't make assumptions!"

At the same time as the voice fell, there was a bang, and Fu Han heard the heavy object fall into the lake, causing a huge splash of water behind him.

Su Wanyu said she jumped into the lake with her.

Fu Han gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, turned around and saw that there was no one behind him.

How crazy!

He plunged into the water and saw Su Wanyu sinking without any struggle, like someone who wanted to die.

Fu Han's lungs were about to explode, but he had no choice but to swing his arms and swim towards her, grab her, carry her upstream, and surfaced.

"Fu Han—" By the lake, Su Yan and Shen Yin ran over because of the movement on the shore, and when they saw Fu Han floating out of the water with Su Wanyu in his arms, they were both shocked and frightened.

"Su Yan, you go into the water, there is a child falling into the lake, Yueyue went down to rescue her and she hasn't come out yet, I'm afraid something will happen to her." Fu Han didn't have time to explain, looking around the lake, he didn't see Wen Qingyue's figure.

He was a little flustered, but Su Wanyu was in a coma, and he couldn't leave her behind.

Su Yan didn't ask much, took off his clothes and plunged into the water, and swam deep, while Fu Han took Su Wanyu to the shore, handed her to Shen Yin and the other, turned around and wanted to go back to the lake, and looked across Two figures emerged from the shore.

Wen Qingyue held Zhuoma in her arms and swam to the lower bank on the other side.

Fu Han felt relieved, and quickly went ashore, and Su Yan also quickly went ashore.

After Wen Qingyue hugged Zhuoma ashore, she immediately let her lie flat on the ground, pressed her forehead with one hand, pinched her jaw with the other, opened the airway to make sure there was no foreign object in her airway, and then gave artificial respiration.

The cold wind blew past, Wen Qingyue was drenched all over, her hands and feet were turned white from the cold, but she kept on giving first aid.

"Dolma, you must wake up..."

When Fu Han approached, Dolma finally reacted, tilted his head, choked up several saliva, and the pupils under his eyelids rolled slowly.

she came alive...

Wen Qingyue relaxed all over, with a relieved expression on her face. Standing in front of her, Fu Han looked at her expression, and his heart was deeply shaken.

Fu Han took a step forward, squatted down, put his coat on her body, and held her shoulders tightly with both hands.

Wen Qingyue looked at him, smiled weakly, pulled her coat, and said, "Here, for little Dolma, take her back quickly, she is still very weak."

Fu Han looked at the little Dolma whose lips were frozen and pale on the ground, hesitated for a moment, Wen Qingyue had already torn off her clothes and put it on Dolma, urging: "I'm fine, take her back quickly, I managed to put her back She came back, don't..."

She began to feel dizzy before her eyes, and her strength seemed to flow away from her body.

"I see, you stop talking, save your energy, I'll take her back, Shen Yin is here." Fu Han didn't notice her strangeness at the moment, he hugged Zhuoma and wrapped it tightly with his coat.

Shen Yin just ran over, holding her coat in her hand, and asked concerned: "Qingyue, are you okay?"

Fu Han: "I'll take Dolma back, put your coat on her, and help her back."

Shen Yin nodded slightly, "Don't worry, you go first, I will take good care of Qingyue."

Fu Han glanced at Wen Qingyue, turned around and walked away.

"Qingyue, are you okay?" Shen Yin put on Wen Qingyue's coat while squatting down to look at her. When she was pulling the collar, her fingers touched her chin, and the freezing temperature surprised her.

"Why is it so cold?" Shen Yin hurriedly pulled her clothes on, reached out to help her up, and shook her hand, "Ah, hands are also so cold!"

Shen Yin was so frightened that she quickly covered her hands, Wen Qingyue coughed a few times, her breathing became more and more difficult, her frozen fingers bent slightly, and she grabbed Shen Yin's hand, "Shen, Yin..."

"What's wrong?" Shen Yin lowered his head and looked at her, letting her lean on his shoulder, "Qingyue, what do you want to say?"

"Take...Take me back, chase, catch up with Fu Han..." Wen Qingyue began to tremble all over, her eyelids were slightly dozed, and her vision became more and more blurred.

Going against the sky and snatching someone from the god of death would damage her luck.

This was the flaw she discovered when she saved someone last time, but every time her luck was lost, she made up for it inexplicably. She suspected that it was because Fu Han was by her side that made up for her lost luck.

It's just that she has been unable to confirm this guess, and now she is finally sure.

After saving someone, as long as she is not in the same space as Fu Han, the lost luck cannot be replenished. Without luck, bad luck, a minor illness, or a fall are enough to kill her.

"Okay, can you still go?" Shen Yin helped her up, but as soon as she stood up, she couldn't support herself and slid down, her legs and feet were weak.

"Qingyue!" Shen Yin hurriedly hugged her with an urgent voice.

On the other side, after Gu Cheng finished giving first aid to Su Wanyu, he rushed to Shen Yin's side after he woke up. As soon as Shen Yin finished speaking, others arrived and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yin was confused, and when he saw him, his heart was settled instantly, and he said: "Look at Qingyue, she is not quite right, her hands are so cold."

Gu Cheng reached out and touched her forehead, Wen Qingyue said weakly: "Take me...back, my clothes are wet, I need to change them as soon as possible."

Gu Cheng withdrew his hand, squatted down, and said, "Ayin, I will carry her on my back, and you help her up."

"Okay." Shen Yin helped her onto Gu Chengbei and walked to Zhuoma's house.

The cold wind is biting, like a blunt knife grinding against the bone.

Wen Qingyue's consciousness gradually became blurred during the bumps, and the darkness slowly enveloped her. Before she completely lost consciousness, she seemed to hear Fu Han's voice. Then, she seemed to fly into the air, her body was light and light, as if she fell into it with a wet body. Wrapped in the hot magma, it was cold and hot.

She fell into the endless abyss in this double sky of ice and fire, and her thoughts stopped.