I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"Ling'er... where are you? Where have you been? Come back soon..." Luo Zixuan stood up and shouted heartbreakingly.

The dead men in black who had been standing around them all, including the Evil Poison Saint Hand, were all gone.

It was pitch black, and the only thing visible was white mist.

Luo Zixuan has always been worried about the death of his father Luo Shuntian. After all, he could not even see his biological father for the last time. He was killed by the evil poison master. By the time Shi Xiyue and the others found Luo Shuntian's whereabouts, all that was left of him was his bones.

He didn't want his father to die in front of him, and he didn't want to see Fang Ling'er die either.

It's not that he doesn't want to, then he can get his wish.

"Ling'er, I was wrong. I should have chosen you. My father is already dead. The Evil Poison Sage must have deliberately created a fake father to mislead me.

I was so selfish that I even killed you, wuwu..."

"Zixuan, Zixuan..."

Fang Ling'er's gentle voice echoed clearly in the white mist.

Over and over again, filling his ears.

"Ling'er, is that you? Where are you?" Luo Zixuan turned 360 degrees, trying hard to find Fang Ling'er. "Come out quickly, don't scare me..."

"Zixuan, I'm here, here, do you see me?"

Luo Zixuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously. When he put down his hand, the little woman opposite had clearly appeared in his eyes.

Fang Ling'er stood in the church, wearing a white wedding dress, holding the long skirt with both hands, facing his direction, smiling extraordinarily sweetly.

"Come here quickly, I'll wait for you here." Fang Ling'er gestured to him with a smile.

Luo Zixuan couldn't help but walk along the church hall. The wedding dress on Fang Ling'er looked like a dream and was so beautiful. Coupled with the smile she wore, he had no resistance at all.

Once upon a time, he always dreamed of something like this. He dreams of marrying Fang Ling'er as his wife.

Now she is wearing a wedding dress and waiting for him in the church. This is undoubtedly a great happiness for him.

"Hurry up, don't let the priest wait for us too long." Fang Ling'er took a step back and motioned for him to come to her side.

In the center in front of her, there is a white-bearded priest wearing black clothes, with a particularly harmonious smile.

Luo Zixuan walked over and took Fang Linger's hand.

Her hands were warm, and he could clearly hear her breathing in her nostrils. This means that this moment is not a dream, but reality.

"Ling'er, you're not dead, are you still alive?"

He raised his hand and caressed her face with his palm.

"Fool, how could I die? Today is our wedding. I want to marry you and be your bride." She took Luo Zixuan's hand and replied to him gently.

"But... just now..." Luo Zixuan stared at his hands. Originally, his hands were filled with blood from Fang Ling'er's neck, but now they were very clean.

Could it be that what happened just now was a real dream? Is everything in front of me real?

"Are you unwilling to marry me? In your heart, you don't love me at all?" Fang Linger sounded a little angry when she spoke.

"I..." Luo Zixuan suddenly raised his head and looked at her, shook his head and said, "No, how could I not want to marry you? I have always dreamed of marrying you as my wife. It's just..."

What about his father? His father is still in the hands of the evil poisonous saint.

Ling'er is by his side at this moment, does that mean something happened to his father?

"Now we are in the church. As long as you are willing, we will get married immediately. But you are still hesitant. Who do I think in your heart?"

The words in Fang Linger's mouth forced him again and again.

"I just saw my dad. He was in the hands of the evil poisonous saint. The devil is so cruel. He will definitely kill my dad."

Fang Ling'er gently covered Luo Zixuan's face with her hands, gently arranged the bangs on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten? Your father is no longer here. It's my sister and the others who will help you find him." The bones arrived.

Are you dreaming? That's not real, it's your dream. "

"Dream?" Luo Zixuan murmured her words, and then looked around.

All the objects around him looked so real. The priest opposite was still alive, and when Fang Ling'er's hand touched his face, it was also warm.

No matter what, he doesn't want Fang Ling'er to die, right?

She was still alive, even in his presence, and was going to marry him in the church.

"Yes, that was a dream. As long as you are willing to marry me, I will be your wife. No matter what happens in the future, we will never be separated."

"Mr. Luo, Miss Fang, do you want to hold a wedding today?" the priest urged them.

"..." Fang Ling'er stopped talking and her eyes stayed on Luo Zixuan's face. And he gently took back the hand that was caressing his cheek.

Luo Zixuan looked at her actions, as if she was leaving him and no longer being with him.

He eagerly raised his hands and held her hand tightly in his palm.

"Yes, I want to marry Ling'er. I want her to be my wife. She and I will never be separated."

Luo Zixuan excitedly pulled Fang Ling'er into his arms, smelling her unique fragrance, and his whole body was immersed in it.

Shi Yuhuan walked inside alone, and in the white mist, he heard crying shouts. The voice was particularly familiar. Following the source of the voice, he successfully found the other party.

"Brother, hold on, I will definitely save you..."

Shen Tingxuan carried the heavy Shen Haojin on her back and moved forward step by step with difficulty.

"Aunt Tingxuan." Shi Yuhuan ran over to help. "Uncle Shen, what's wrong with him?"

When Shen Tingxuan saw Huan'er, she felt as if she had seen a savior, and her legs went weak. Shen Haojin, who was carried behind him, fell to the ground.

"Huan'er, are you here alone?" She got up and grabbed Shi Yuhuan's arm and asked.

Even though Shi Yuhuan is just a child, to Shen Tingxuan, the little guy is so smart, she will feel a sense of security when he is around.

"I came here with my aunt and the others, but..." Shi Yuhuan replied while walking around Shen Tingxuan's body and came to Shen Haojin to check on his condition.

Judging from Shen Haojin's face, he must have been poisoned by miasma like Luo Zixuan, and his thoughts were immersed in hallucinations.

"Where are my daddy and mommy? Have you seen them?" the little guy asked worriedly.