After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

After Shen Ruoyan called for a while, his voice became hoarse, and Chen Zun still showed no sign of waking up.

She reached out and felt Chen Zun's pulse.

But I found that my veins were getting lower and lower, and my pulse could hardly be felt.

This is not a good sign. If nothing else is done, Chen Zun may die!

Thinking of this, Shen Ruoyan panicked.

She fed Chen Zun the elixir she carried.

All the fire items were taken out and placed around in an attempt to restore Chen Zun's temperature.

But Chen Zun still had no intention of getting better.

"What should I do? What should I do? Husband, can you teach me what to do?!"

Shen Ruoyan channeled spiritual energy into Chen Zun, but it still didn't work.

She had tried every method, but to no avail.

At the moment, she hugged Chen Zun tightly and cried softly.

This was the most helpless moment in her life.

It was like her mother was dying in front of her eyes, but she could do nothing but watch.

This feeling of powerlessness came to mind again. Shen Ruoyan had already experienced it once, and this time, she was equally desperate.

It seems to be in a desperate situation...

"Husband, I must save you!"

Shen Ruoyan's face suddenly became firm.

She has already lost her loved ones, and this time, she cannot afford to lose her loved one again.

She wiped the tears from her face and kissed Chen Zun's forehead gently.

Followed by.

Shen Ruoyan struggled to drag Chen Zun behind a piece of ice, and then tilted the umbrella.

She stretched out her fingers and groped for Chen Zun's clothes.

"What does the witch want to do?"

"She seems to want to untie the Demon Lord's clothes..."

"Are you crazy? The Demon Lord is already hypothermic. If you take off his clothes, he will die faster!"

"Does Witch Shen want to kill the Demon Lord?!"

When the cultivators outside the mirror saw this scene, they noticed something and their eyes widened.

But then, just as the cultivators thought, Shen Ruoyan really took off all Chen Zun's clothes. (You can see inside the mirror, and automatically code outside the mirror...)

When the girls in the mirror saw the naked Chen Zun, their faces turned red and they all avoided him.

While Zhao Lingyun blushed, she turned to look at Shen Ruoyan, who was enveloped in a rainbow of colors, and said angrily: "Why do you want to untie my brother's clothes? Doing so will kill him!"

"I just want to save my husband."

"Save him? I see you want him to die!"

"Ah……"

Facing Zhao Lingyun's accusation, Shen Ruoyan sneered.

"You didn't want your husband to die before. Why are you pretending to be a good person now? Just shut up and don't force me to scold you!"

Seeing Shen Ruoyan who was suddenly violent, Zhao Lingyun's expression froze, she shrank her head, and she didn't dare to speak for a while.

"Look, Witch Shen has taken off her clothes too!"

"Wow, really!"

"What does she want to do?!"

"Oh, what is this? It's blocking my view. I can't see clearly. Damn Shuiyue Mirror!"

There was a commotion outside the mirror.

The cultivators' eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring intently into the Shuiyue Mirror.

They were soon disappointed. The picture was processed by the Water Moon Mirror, and a thick layer of black shadow covered the picture, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Some monks secretly resented Shui Yue Jing for meddling in other people's business.

But after such a commotion, the women in the mirror also reacted and turned to look.

However, he discovered that the phantom Shen Ruoyan had taken off all the clothes on his body, revealing his curvy figure.

She was shivering from the cold and squatted down with her hands folded.

Looking at Chen Zun's face, Shen Ruoyan took a deep breath, lay down, and hugged Chen Zun.

The moment she touched it, it was like hugging a piece of ice, causing her body to tremble slightly.

But Shen Ruoyan didn't let go. After taking a breath of hot breath, she reached out and covered the two of them with clothes, curling up and snuggling together.

She used her little body temperature to warm Chen Zun's hypothermic body.

She couldn't think of any other way but to use clumsy methods.

Shen Ruoyan hugged Chen Zun tightly, trembling.

"Husband, I can only do this. You must get better and don't leave me behind."

Her cheek gently rubbed against Chen Zun's ashen face, as docile as a cat.

Then, she mustered up the courage, opened her cherry lips, and covered her thin but pale mouth.

My husband saved me before, now it’s my turn...

The girls looked on, silent.

They understood that Shen Ruoyan could survive as long as she left Chen Zun behind and retreated.

But Shen Ruoyan didn't do that.

She was trading her life for Chen Zun's chance of survival.

If it were them themselves, who knows if they would be able to do this.

Everyone inside and outside the mirror was silent.

As time flies by.

Shen Ruoyan's body gradually lost consciousness, and her consciousness began to blur.

But Chen Zun's body temperature did not return.

She knew she had failed.

In a daze.

Shen Ruoyan seemed to see her mother's face. She was still so young and looked at her with doting.

Shen Ruoyan's mouth showed a hint of disappointment, feeling a little annoyed and blaming himself.

"Mother, my daughter is too useless to save her husband."

She suddenly laughed again.

"Mother, look, his name is Chen Zun. This is the husband your daughter found as per your request."

"He is not a heinous devil like dad, he is a purely good person."

"Mother, my husband and I are coming to find you..."

Shen Ruoyan's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

She had never been afraid of death, not before, not now.

What's more, it's not a blessing to die with the one you love...

Shen Ruoyan slowly closed her eyes.

……

"Without resuscitation, it's the end?"

Han Youjin's face in the mirror was full of astonishment.

She also didn't expect that Shen Ruoyan not only couldn't save Chen Zun, but also got herself involved.

Qingqiu Ya'er was extremely impressed and said with a wry smile: "Is it worth it?"

Ji Yanwu said nothing, looking at the place where the two people were lying, with an extremely complicated look between her brows.

Ye Xiyu smiled coldly and said, "It would be better if they died, but it's a pity that God doesn't have eyesight, and I don't know how they survived."

The voice just fell.

But he saw a powerful burst of heat bursting out of the phantom Chen Zun.

"Is this a fever attack?!"

Zhao Lingyun took a closer look and recognized it, and her expression changed.

After her reminder, everyone outside the mirror remembered.

Yup!

The Demon Lord is still riddled with heat poison!

However, many scenes of heat poison attacks were skipped in Shuiyue Mirror before, causing everyone to forget that there is such a mysterious and mysterious thing as heat poison in the Demon Lord.

An idea arose in everyone's mind.

"Did Hot Poison save them?"

correct!

At this critical moment when his life was at stake, the heat poison in Chen Zun's body suddenly broke out!

The attack happened so coincidentally and at the right time.

His skin was getting redder and redder, and when it came into contact with the cold air, it turned into clouds of mist and rose up.

Compared to the previous painful attacks of heat poisoning, this time there was not much pain on his face due to the extremely cold environment.

The sudden increase in body temperature not only saved his life, but also brought Shen Ruoyan, who was dying next to him, back from the gate of hell.

It was as if she had caught a life-saving straw. Not only did she not let go, but she hugged Chen Zun tighter like an octopus.

The two of them are obsessed with each other, regardless of you and me.