Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Listen to Chapter 671, your heart is broken.

At night, deep dark clouds rolled, as if the pressured person could not breathe.

The sky was like a hole suddenly opened, thunder and lightning roared, and a torrential rain came.

The sound of wind mixed with thunder, seems to herald the rhythm of a hurricane and rain...

In the palace of the palace, the corpses of the guards in the palace were lying everywhere, the blood and the rain melted, filled with the breath of death, filled with the desolate atmosphere.

Ji Yuno was standing beside the mysterious black robe man with a small face full of grief and angrily. He suddenly looked back and looked at Yinshan Wang Zhuangyou wearing a black imperial robe, his black cloak soaked, expressionless, and his whole body covered Surrounded by solitary brutality.

Behind him followed dozens of soldiers who swear allegiance to the death.

Meteor striding, coming fast.

He couldn't see Ji Yuno.

I can't see a bunch of souls standing outside the door.

He could only see the national teacher "worshiping the lord" standing outside the gate of the courtyard where Wei Lingwan lived, as if standing alone, in the dark, mysterious and cold.

Princess Zhuanglian and her dead waiter were **** and thrown into the room by the four "worship-sir" men.

The souls of Zhuang You, Ji Yuno, and Gong Siyu passed by.

Come in front of "Worship Lord".

For some reason, Yuno felt inexplicably, Zhuang You's hand was shaking.

He dared not look inside the room.

He took a deep breath, calmly and quietly asked the lord in a low voice, as if he was afraid to wake up the sleeping girl in the room.

"Where is she?"

"inside."

The man, who didn't look at Zhuang You, was very cold. It seemed that Wei Lingwan's death didn't matter to him. He had a more important mission to accomplish.

In the room, Princess Zhuang Lian, who was **** by the Big Five Flowers, yelled angrily when she saw King Yin Shan, "Bastard! How can there be a brother who kills your own brother in this palace! I don't know where to find a disaster for the country." The demon's national teacher! He actually helped him collect the bodies of 100 children! And killed all the loyal ministers and good generals for the sake of a fox! What do you want! Do you want to destroy the country! The Kingdom of Dian is really going to die in your hands!"

Princess Zhuang Lian was very emotional and was not afraid of death at all.

Zhuang You didn't pay attention to it, and he should just ignore it and hear it.

In the room filled with sandalwood, there is no light, dark and cold.

Through the thunder and lightning outside, Zhuang You stared at the Wei Lingwan who was "sleeping peacefully" in the curtain, and suddenly "hushed", "It's too noisy, pull out, and cut her tongue for this king. Waner is sleeping."

The four men and women in dark red, cloud patterns and black robes neatly carried Princess Zhuang Lian and her dead servant out.

With the roar of thunder outside, Princess Zhuang Lian was laughing frantically--

"She is dead! My palace killed it!"

Ji Yuno stared at Zhuang You step by step, and approached Wei Lingwan heavily and quietly.

In the dim.

Wei Lingwan's arms hung weakly beside the bed.

The beautiful pale sleeping face, serene and beautiful, with a slight sweet smile at the corner of his mouth.

On her neck, there was a thin blood stain, which was leaking out a little bit.

The bowstring is tightened, and the neck bone will break as soon as the force is applied, and the person in sleep will die without opening his eyes.

Zhuang You knelt by the bed, stroking Wei Lingwan's small face, touching her eyes and lips...

She really seemed to fall asleep before the remaining temperature was gone.

"Waner, wake up, this king is back."

"..."

"The king's eldest sister did not hold a banquet in the palace, it was a trap."

"..."

"Wake up and take a look at this king."

"..."

Zhuang You's very soft, low voice, panicked, trembling, smelling of heartbreak, the listener wept.

Ji Yuno watched not far away, her tears blurred, but she bit her lip, determined not to let the tears fall.

"When a person dies, there will be a soul leaving the body, what about Wei Lingwan's soul?" Ji Yuno asked the "Admiral worship" indifferently.

"Her soul will melt with death. After all, you know that she is an imperfect work."

"You made her?" Ji Yuno was shocked.

"Then there is no comment."

at this time.

In the room, a desolate cry of despair suddenly broke out.

Endless sadness, endless desolation, endless pain, wailing as if torn the body.

That is the sound of heartbreak.

Heartbroken to the extreme, the unforgettable grief is desperate and devastating.

"Why didn't you save her! Why!"

Zhuang You seemed to be mad, and flew in front of "Sir" in madness, violently and violently, grabbing his black robe with great strength, holding it up with one hand, gritted his teeth, his cold eyes were scarlet.

"One step late, I'm late."

The man was not angry either, faintly staring at Zhuangyou, his gray eyes were filled with indescribable complex emotions.

"You tell this king, she can still live!" Zhuang You's distressed chest trembled, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. It was caused by sadness, blood stasis, and internal injuries. "Say! You saved her once, she must be paid It can be saved a second time, isn't it!"

"The breath is broken, no."

"You know, this king can't live without her..."

Zhuang You stared at the man in front of him desperately.

The man slowly closed his eyes, "Master, let's be sad."

"This king begs you to save her!"

All said...

There is gold under the man's knees, not to mention, he is proud and arrogant.

But for a moment, he released the gripping man's hand, and knelt before him in despair and sadness.

At the same time, the sharp-eyed Yuno was shocked to discover.

When the man saw Zhuang You kneel to him, his eyes were grim and cold.

Inexplicably revealing a sincere look of fear.

The look in his eyes was like a loyal servant looking at his proud master.

Seeing Zhuang You kneel down, he raised his black robe and knelt down in front of Zhuang You.

"Master! What are you doing?"

"Save her, if the price is the king's life, it will be for you!"

"What do I want your life for?"

Although behind the black face towel, Ji Yuno can still feel the man's strange emotions, inadvertently pouring out without cover, it is a kind of softheartedness, a kind of compromise, a kind of intolerance, a kind of pain.

"I can save her! I can save her, but I have to let the prince understand that the hope is very slim, and it may end up in vain. You have to be prepared, understand?"

"..."

Ji Yuno didn't know how the man tried to save Wei Lingwan.

All he knew was that he took Wei Lingwan's body and entered the National Teacher Hall, where he and Wei Lingwan were locked for seven days and seven nights.

When he came out, the man seemed to be fifty years old, staggering, and seemed to be seriously injured.

Knowing that he could not save him, he still exhausted his last trace of spiritual power.

In the end, like a sinner who did not complete the task, he knelt before the Yinshan King Zhuangyou.

"Sorry, I tried my best..."

Zhuang You spent seven days and seven nights in front of the National Teacher Hall.

The sunset was dimly yellow, and the blood-colored setting sun was beautiful and gorgeous.

Above the high-ranking white jade, he sat there domineeringly and coldly, without saying a word, holding Wei Lingwan's most cherished hosta in his life, and put it in his heart.

Looking at the sky, the deep black eyes are the calm after despair, a dead silence.

I like blades! ! ! !

Waiting for Zhuang You's ultimate version (male lead) to awaken and return.

(End of this chapter)