Every world I die young

Shangguan Ce looked at Mo Yinglan slowly, his eyes could easily penetrate his ghostly aura, so the barrier was only to block Sheng Xue's sight after all.

In fact, Sheng Xue was so suppressed by his ghostly aura that she couldn't hold her head up at all. It can be said that her possessiveness was extremely terrifying.

When he saw Mo Yinglan's face like gold paper and his weak breathing, the calm and indifference in Shangguan Ce's eyes instantly fell apart. He raised his head abruptly, and his blood-red ghost eyes stared at Shengxue firmly.

"You, looking for, dying, you are just a little grudge who was murdered and died full of hatred. You are really audacious."

Sheng Xue couldn't raise her head at all, she just felt that the air suddenly became stagnant, her neck seemed to be strangled, and the familiar feeling of suffocation washed away like a tide.

Shengxue's vision gradually blurred, and her body was in pain as if being burned by a raging fire, but her most profound feeling was the suffocation feeling like a gangrene.

At the beginning... At that time, she was strangled to death in the bedroom by Deng Haochang, a man with a human face and a beast's heart. In the middle of the night, right beside her son, she was afraid and in pain, but she never dared to make a sound. Even if her son was given sleeping pills by Deng Haochang, she I dare not, for fear of waking him up.

Deng Haochang was determined that she didn't dare to resist, lest the young and ignorant Deng Zesi would be hurt, so she was always unscrupulous until the last madness.

Sheng Xue's eyes were clearer than ever before, she finally remembered, but she never expected that it was under such circumstances that she recovered her memories of her life.

Why do you want to kill?And why did he attack his wife so cruelly?

Ah, by the way, it is said that it is because of business problems, but what is the specific reason? How would she, a person who has no contact with these things at all, know, and how would it be affected?

Her slender arms and calves had been broken, Sheng Xue's consciousness finally came to her senses for a moment, and now she became confused again. In the heart-piercing pain, she raised her head in a trance, and saw the persuasion that disregarded her parents' earnest words, Disregarding the kind hearted words of relatives and friends, treating other people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, and desperately insisting on marrying a woman who is so-called love.

Sheng Xue raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled self-deprecatingly, she was just a fool who was blinded by lard, and she deserved to die again, but it's a pity Ah Si, why is his luck so bad, if he wasn't her son, How nice it would be...

The moment before the complete darkness in front of her eyes, she raised her head and stared in the direction of a person's departure, her eyes were dazed, and she kept this posture and disappeared.

Shangguan Ce restrained his writhing ghostly aura, and frowned. Seeing that Mo Yinglan's aura was getting weaker and weaker, he was helpless. Could it be that he came too late this time?

Can't!He didn't want to wait any longer!Shangguan Ce's scattered gaze gathered again, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and hugged Mo Yinglan in his arms, placing his palms gently on Mo Yinglan's heart.

There was an extremely sharp color contrast between the pale fingers and the healthy pink skin on the chest. Shangguan Ce's eyes darkened and he exerted force on his hands, leaving a few red marks on the pink skin.

Under his control, the ghost energy slowly penetrated into Mo Yinglan's heart, trying to maintain Mo Yingli's gradually collapsing vitality, but humans and ghosts have different paths after all, how can ghost energy save the lives of the living?

Mo Yinglan's face became more and more purple, and Shangguan Ce's gaze became more and more serious. He slowly withdrew his fingers, laid Mo Yinglan flat on the grass, and leaned on him.

Shangguan Ce's eyes were deep, and it seemed that there was only one way out. He had a ghostly aura, and his luxurious court clothes disappeared immediately. Shangguan Ce lowered his head slowly, and his long black hair swept Mo Yinglan's neck and face, itching of.