Just when Yue Luo and Qiu Yiran were both confused, a very quiet sound suddenly sounded in the jade space. The sound was full of magnetic properties, making people feel comfortable to listen.

"What is transformation? It is not only a gender change in the body, but also a gender change in the soul. If it was originally a female soul, how could it be transformed? It is just that the soul has occupied the wrong body. From the phoenix to the phoenix, nine transformations, and the yin and yang transformation from the outside to the inside, this is the true meaning of the Phoenix Nine Transformation of the Eternal Life Art."

Yue Luo and Qiu Yiran heard this ethereal sound very clearly. Yue Luo was naturally confused, but Qiu Yiran was shocked and suddenly understood something.

At this moment, the light of the entire jade space was turned upside down, and Qiu Yiran's soul was uncontrollably wrapped in a ray of light, throwing out the jade space; then the jade space suddenly shrank and surrounded Yue Luo's consciousness. Then Yue Luo felt the consciousness tremble in an instant, and then lost consciousness again.

After Qiu Yiran's soul was thrown out of the jade space, it automatically returned to his sea of ​​consciousness. Then it separated from Yue Luo's lips and couldn't help but vomit blood on Yue Luo's clothes, and his pretty face instantly turned pale as paper.

Before Qiu Yiran could think about what happened in the jade space just now, a strange and mysterious demon sound came into her mind. She suddenly felt shocked and suddenly looked up at the butterfly and Yan Tu who were fighting together not far from the recliner.

Seeing this, Qiu Yiran was so heartbroken that she happened to see Hua Butterfly's fists and feet scattered like drunkenness, and Yan Tu took advantage of this opportunity to punch Hua Butterfly's heart with a sharp punch.

The two are of equal strength. If Yan Tu's punch is solid, Hua Butter will definitely die!

In an anxious state, Qiu Yiran didn't care that he had been injured just now. The soul shrank in the sea of ​​consciousness, gathered his spirit and stabbed Yan Tu in the dark, shouting loudly: "No!"

The terrifying spiritual attack from nothingness and Qiu Yiran's loud voice came at the same time. The butterfly was suddenly as if struck by lightning. Not only did the magic sound in his mouth stop, but the person also stood there suddenly.

But Hua Butterfly was awakened from the demonic sound by Qiu Yiran's loud voice. Seeing Yan Tu's chance to stop his movements, she slapped Yan Tu's chest without hesitation. Yan Tu's palm suddenly vomited blood and flew backwards, falling to the ground without knowing life and death.

Hua Butterfly hated Yan Tu's attempt to destroy Qiu Yiran, so she rushed over in a few steps. She was about to kick Yan Tu's head, but Qiu Yiran suddenly stopped him.

"No," Qiu Yiran shouted weakly on the recliner. Seeing that the butterfly stopped moving, she continued: "I have caused Yan Yuan so miserable, and his soul has disappeared. It is natural for his brother to come to seek revenge. I owe them too much to the Yan family, so I will save his life."

After hearing Qiu Yiran's words, Hua Dan retracted her feet and creaked her fists, but she immediately returned to the recliner, hugged Qiu Yiran in her arms, looked at her pale face, and asked nervously: "Yiran, what's wrong with you? Is it okay?"

Qiu Yiran smiled miserably, then looked at Hua Butterfly insidiously, and said sadly: "Hua Butterfly, I'm sorry for you..."

What Hua Butterfly feared the most was Qiu Yiran saying sorry to him. Before Qiu Yiran finished speaking, she hugged her tightly and said excitedly: "Don't say it, don't say it anymore, we will be together, and we will be together when we die."

"Butterfly—"

Qiu Yiran leaned on Hua Butter's shoulder, pressed his face against him, and let out a soft cry, unable to help but shed two lines of clear tears. She thought that it would be enough for Hua Butter to love her in this life.

When Qiu Yiran heard those misty words in the jade space, he knew that he had lost the bet and destiny was not with her. Or in other words, the person chosen by the magical jade was not her, but Yue Luo. Her soul was thrown out of the jade space, and the jade protected Yue Luo's consciousness and integrated into Yue Luo's sea of ​​consciousness. If she wanted to use the method of stealing the sky and changing the sun, it would be impossible for Yue Luo to seize the body.

Originally, her body was on the verge of death, but now her soul was hit twice in succession because it popped out of the jade and attacked Yan Tu. She was destined to die and disappear. Even if the Daluo Jinxian came, she could not save her.

People are about to die, and who is right and who is wrong, is not that important. What is important is that those who still have to live can live well.

So Qiu Yiran gently rubbed Hua Butterfly's face, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said quietly: "Hua Butterfly, you must promise me that even if I am gone, you must live well. Yue Luo is a good girl and the destiny of "The Phoenix Nine Transformation of Eternal Life". She likes you very much, you must cherish her..."

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Hua Dan wanted to hug Qiu Yiran tighter, but she was afraid of hurting her, so she could only tremble stiffly and even choked up when she spoke.

Qiu Yiran's face was as light as gold paper, but she still smiled lightly, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had seen something beautiful. She smiled and said angrily: "Butterfly, I want to ask you one more thing in the end. When I die, I will sprinkle my ashes into the place where I want you to live in seclusion together. There is really beautiful, I saw it..."

"No, no..." Hua Dan, the cold man, finally couldn't help crying. As his beloved life passed by little in his arms, his heart thrust into pain.

Who says men don’t cry easily? It’s just that they haven’t reached the sad place.

Hua Butterfly cried and trembled, but still felt that the body of his lover was gradually getting cold. When Qiu Yiran's body did not react at all under his tight hug and sway, he suddenly felt deeply guilty - I hope he would not have been trapped in the emotional vortex during the process of training Yue Luo, he would not have been carelessly allowed Yan Tu to follow him and then find here. If the person he found was not Yue Luo for the body-taking, Qiu Yiran would not have failed, and would not have died like this, and his body and soul scattered.

He killed Yiron, and it was all his fault!

"ah--!"

Holding Qiu Yiran's body, Hua Butterfly raised her head and shouted with tears in her face, as if she wanted to vent all the regrets and self-blames in her heart.

The shout continued, hovering in the ice reservoir until Huabutan's voice became hoarse and could no longer shout.

He no longer cried, and there was no expression on his face. He remembered one thing, his lover's last wish, to return to the most beautiful place.

So he stood up with Qiu Yiran's body in his arms and walked step by step outside the ice warehouse. He did not look at Yan's picture lying beside the gate, nor did he look at Yue Luo who was still unconscious on the recliner. It was as if only the corpses of him and Qiu Yiran were left in the whole world. In this way, he walked out of the ice warehouse step by step...

The huge ice storage quieted down, with only the ticking sound of ice water dropping down the waterway. I don’t know how long it took, but Yue Luo, who was sleeping on the recliner, turned over and sat up with a frown.

"Uh, why is the head hurting so much?" Rubbing his eyebrows and murmured to himself, Yue Luo looked around.

At this time, her eyes were filled with confusion, because at first glance, the entire Bingku was empty and she seemed to be the only one left. Moreover, her chest was covered in blood and a strong smell of blood, which gave her a very bad premonition.

Finally, she saw a person lying near the gate of the Bingku, so she quickly got off the recliner and ran over. When she saw who was lying on the ground, Yue Luo opened her mouth in surprise, with incredible expression in her eyes.

Yue Luo visited the rooms of Bingku again, but still didn't see the butterfly, so he went to the man squatted beside the person lying on the ground and shouted, "Yan Tu? Yan Tu?···"

Yue Luo gently shook Yan Tu's shoulders like a call. After a while, Yan Tu opened his eyes, frowned, and touched his chest again, as if his chest and head were hurt.

Seeing Yan Tu wake up, Yue Luo immediately asked in surprise: "Yan Tu, you finally woke up? Why did you appear here?"

Yan Tu's eyebrows were tightly locked together, pointing at his nose and wonderingly: "Yan Tu? Are you talking about me?"

Yan Tu's reaction surprised Yue Luo, but he still said, "Yes, aren't you just called Yan Tu? You are still the doctor who treats me, have you forgotten?"

"Yan Tu? Doctor? Treatment?" Yan Tu murmured to himself, his eyes full of confusion. After a while, he suddenly rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, and howled, "Ah, who am I? Why am I here? Why can't I remember anything? The head hurts so much..."

Seeing Yan Tu's painful appearance, Yue Luo was startled and hurried over and grabbed Yan Tu's arm, stabilized him, and comforted softly: "Okay, okay, don't think about the headache, it's okay, it's okay..."

Yue Luo's voice seemed to have a kind of magic power. Yan Tu really gradually calmed down. Finally, he leaned on Yue Luo's shoulder and panted, no longer struggling, nor spoke. Yue Luo patted his back gently, but his beautiful eyebrows were locked together, his eyes full of confusion and worry.

What's going on?

Where did he go, uncle?

What about the person he wants to save? Who is it, and where is it?

Also, how could Yan Tu appear here? He also lost his memory...

One question after another appeared in Yue Luo's mind, confusing her. Finally, she remembered a dream in a dream she had on the recliner. In the dream, she saw a beautiful woman in a strange space, and then appeared in another dream with this woman, and a strange relationship occurred in this dream. Then the two appeared in that strange space and heard an inexplicable word.

Thinking of that passage, Yue Luo couldn't help but close his eyes, and then his consciousness entered a wonderful place, which was the white space in her dream, but there was nothing in it, and the sound no longer appeared.

Just as Yue Luo was curious about how she could see such a place, she suddenly moved Yan Tu who leaned against her shoulder and let her consciousness retreat from that space.

When she saw that Yan Tu was sitting on the ground, touching her right chest with her hand, frowned and moaned, "Hiss, it hurts so much here."

When Yue Luo saw this, he stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Yan Tu's right chest, asking, "Does it hurt here?"

Seeing Yan Tu nodding, she pressed it gently, and Yan Tu grinned in pain. Yue Luo quickly let go of his hand and hesitated and said, "You go to the chair to do it, I'll take a look for you."

"Oh." Yan Tu nodded, as obedient as a child.

After Yan Tu sat on the lounge chair, Yue Luo gently unbuttoned his shirt and opened the shirt inside him. She suddenly found that there was a black palm print on Yan Tu's right chest, which looked extremely terrifying.

When she found Yan Tu was injured, Yue Luo knew that the sooner he took him to the city for treatment, the better, but she couldn't bear to leave. She looked around and saw Hua Dun's backpack from the corner. She went over and took out a cell phone from it. She looked at the time and found that it was two o'clock in the morning, so she decided to wait here until dawn.

If the uncle doesn't come back here yet, he will send Yan Tu to the city to heal his wounds.

After saying this to herself, Yue asked Yan Tu to sleep on the recliner to rest, while she was sitting in a corner of the recliner, looking at the gate of the Bingku, and quietly waiting...
Chapter completed!