On our wedding night, my husband changed!

The crazy old man raised his hands angrily and wanted to hit Jiang Liu, but was stopped by Feng Xi, "Master, does this matter?"

"Of course, they are husband and wife. I thought they had... Hey, after a man and a woman have sex, each other's blood and essence will be in each other's bodies, so feeding the poison lamp with his blood seems to be in vain now."

"Old sir, is there any other way?"

Jiang Liu looked flustered. How could he have thought that this matter was related to whether he and Hua Sheng were in the same room?

"We have done what we should do. The wizard behind the blood curse was seriously injured by us, and the barrier has been broken, but... there is no smell of your wife in your blood, so how will this matter develop? , I don’t know, I can only say that everything is fate.”

"Feng Xi, let's go."

"Master, is there really nothing we can do?" Although Feng Xi only had a relationship with Hua Sheng, she just didn't want her to die.

When she got the news about Hua Sheng's accident, she knew it must be something unusual.

And when they met for the first time that day, they hit it off like old friends. Why? The reason is that Feng Xi comes from a Feng Shui family, and Hua Sheng is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, so they are peers.

"There is no other way. Let's prepare a funeral for this girl."

The crazy old man's words sent Jiang Liu into the eighteenth level of hell again, and his whole body was cold...

The crazy old man dragged Feng Xi away angrily, but before leaving, he left a sentence, "There is Jing'an Temple fifty miles to the north. The Bodhisattva there is said to be very efficacious. You might as well kowtow and ask for it with sincerity. Let's see. Whether you can really become a fairy, of course, this is what I said casually, without any basis. If it doesn't work, don't scold me."

After saying that, the old man disappeared, and Feng Xi also left.

Jiang Liu worked alone and silently for an hour, feeling so uncomfortable that he couldn't even cry even if he wanted to.

Finally, he stood up exhausted and walked to the bed.

Leaning down, he kissed Hua Sheng's forehead...

"A Sheng, please don't sleep. I really miss you. Please come back, please."

At this moment, Hua Sheng had given up on surviving in the dream, but for some reason, the barrier was broken.

She was overjoyed and ran all the way back home, but... her soul couldn't enter her body.

She didn't know what happened in the middle, so she could only stand on top of her body and watch everything happen quietly.

And no one can see her, and no one can hear her speak. To Jiang Liu, she is air.

But for her, Jiang Liu was very much in front of her eyes...

When Hua Sheng came back, she happened to see Jiang Liu kissing her gently on the bed and saying those words.

"Jiang Liu, I'm back, I'm back..." Hua Sheng shouted desperately.

But Jiang Liu couldn't hear it at all.

He stood next to Hua Sheng, crying silently... He had never cried in his life, and he had even teased people before about whether he had no tear ducts.

Now it seems that it's not that it didn't happen, but that it didn't reach the point of heartbreak before. They say that if a man sheds tears, he won't let go, but he hasn't reached the point of heartbreak.

Jiang Liu cried so hard for the first time and silently looked at the little girl on the bed, the little girl who would be angry with him, shy with him, and discuss music, chess, calligraphy and painting with her.

Do we really want to prepare a funeral for her as the crazy old man said?

"A Sheng, since you entered the family, I have been very affectionate and loving to you. How dare you...how dare you leave me alone...to live in pain with my longing for you in this world? How can you bear it? "

Hua Sheng's soul walked step by step to Jiang Liu and raised his hand to wipe his tears. Unfortunately... at this time, they were unable to touch each other in two time and space.

"Jiang Liu..." Hua Sheng's soul choked weakly.