Ye Zhongyuan's eye diseased hand quickly reached out to support her, and condensed eyebrows: "Is it okay?"

"I didn't leave long ago, how could Qinghuan ......... No, hey, I want to go in and find out!" Di Fuya said and walked away, but was stopped by the subordinates.

The servant blocked the door unpleasantly, and refused to let her in. "No matter who your lord is, the master has ordered that you will not receive guests in the house recently. You should go!"

Emperor Fu shook his eyes for a moment, and was too lazy to talk nonsense, and wanted to forcibly enter, but it happened that Su Zimo came out of it.

"What a noisy system!"

"Return to the young master, it is this man who is very entangled!" The next villain sued first.

Su Zimo frowned and looked at her. When she saw her, her face froze suddenly, and her subconscious blurted out, "Goddess ?!"

As soon as this word came out, the moment of frowning turned into a certain Emperor of the North.

Di Fu looked at Su Zimo, who hadn't seen anything in January, but saw his long hair scattered casually, his expression stunned a lot.

The mood at the time was completely gone.

She quickly stepped forward and said, "Su Shao, Qing Huan? I want to see her!"

Su Zimo looked at her silently and sighed for a long time. "Come in with me."

Along the way, Su Fu was hung with white long urn and white lanterns, the atmosphere of the entire residence was low and solemn.

Emperor Fuyao and Ye Zhongyuan followed Su Zimo to the main hall of Sujia without saying a word, and the black coffin placed in the center of the main hall was in sight.

There are many people sitting on both sides of the main hall, including Su father and mother and a group of elders of the Su family.

"My sister is in there. Just as the goddess is here, you can take her for the last trip." Su Zimo pointed at the black coffin with a faint smile.

Emperor Fu shook her feet like a thousand pounds, and she slowly moved to the black coffin.

There was a man lying in the black coffin, his face was beautiful and familiar, and with the cold breath of death, he was convinced that Wu Qinghua was himself.

"Impossible!" Di Fu shook his eyebrows and frowned, shocked, and reached into his hand in response to his instinct. He wanted to verify if Qinghuan was really dead.

"Presumptuous! Grab her!" Father Su was furious at seeing this.

Several family members quickly approached, who knew that Emperor Fuyao had been prepared for a while, and his body flickered to avoid the family members' siege.

The diners gritted their teeth, and after looking at each other, decided to flock up and capture Emperor Fuyao.

Unexpectedly, Cheng killed a halfway bite gold and protected him in front of Di Fuyao.

"Move her? You have to pay for it!" Ye Zhongyuan shot at everyone with a dark and deep eyes, his eyes showing the absolute sense of Morin's killing, so that everyone did not dare to come again.

Emperor Fu Yao always grasped Su Qinghuan's hand, taking this pulse.

"Waste, really waste! Zimo, see who you are bringing in! Not yet stop this stinky girl!" Father Su became angry and angry.

"Cough ... Goddess, I know you can't believe my sister has ... but it's a fact, don't you let my father and mother be sad again?" Su Zimo had no choice but to stand up and catch her

Su Qinghuan's Emperor Fu Yao's message of life.

"Sorry, it's my fault." Di Fu shook his hand and apologized. "But Su Shao, I just sensed that Qing Huan still has life, and she is not dead."

Su Zimo was interrupted violently before Su Zimo said, "What do you mean by this little girl, disturbing the hall is not enough. Now I have to toss my daughter's corpse.

? !! "

"My Su family is also a family of pharmacists, can't you tell the difference between life and death!"

Di Fu shook his face without changing color, but his tone was extremely serious, "My induction is absolutely not wrong!"

Su Zimo whispered: "Dad, maybe the sister is really alive, she feels right ..."

He was convinced by the words of the goddess.

but……

Is there still life in Qing Huan's death?

"Oh, induction? Intuition of shit!" Su father only thought she was here to make troubles, and his body was shaking with anger, and his complexion was incomparable. He directly ordered, "Come, cover the coffin! Bury!

"

"No! Can't be buried!" Di Fuya said hastily.

When she gave Qinghuan's pulse just now, although the pulse had no response at all, she felt that there was still a hint of life in Qinghuan.

The breath is very weak, but it is certain that Qing Huan must not be dead!

"Okay, since you said Huan'er is not dead yet, if you can wake her up before the funeral time, the husband will not be held accountable today!" Su father stared at her coldly.

Di Fu shook his head and asked Su Zimo, "How much time is left?"

"There is only one incense stick." Su Zimo said truthfully, paused, "Goddess, do you really have a way to bring Qing Huan back to life?"

"Oh ... something that can't be done by the gods even after being brought back to life, how can her little girl be able to resurrect the dead?" There was a sorrow in the eyes of Father Su.

Suddenly bereaved, Bai sends black hair, and he must be distraught as a father.

But this girl was so abominable that she came to his house to make trouble and said her daughter was not dead.

Well, he would like to see what magic power this girl can have. If she can make Huan'er die and come back to life, he would like to give away the family treasure.

For a short time, Di Fu could not explain any more, and climbed directly into the coffin. Fortunately, the black coffin was quite large, even if two people were lying, it was just right for her.

Underfoot clearance.

Seeing this, the Su family was furious.

"Here it is!"

"This woman is so brave, the living person enters the coffin, aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Poor Huan'er, this little girl, she wouldn't be at peace before she died, and she did evil!"

The Su family had a lot of discussions, but Di Fuyao turned a deaf ear. He directly lifted the body and began to look for that faint breath of life.

"Strange." Di Fu frowned. "The breath of life seems to have disappeared again."

"Floating, do you need help?" Ye Zhongyuan stood before the black coffin and asked earnestly, under the black surface, those obsidian-like bright eyes were shining.

Everyone, including Su Zimo, Su and Su mothers, were taboo and were at least two meters away from the black coffin. Only he, regardless of worldliness, approached her regardless of taboos.

Di Fu shook his eyes and smiled slightly, "No need."

Then he lowered his head, looking for that faint breath of life.

Unfortunately this time, the faint breath of life seemed to be hidden, no matter what method she used, it was found in the time of Ayaka.

"Yixiang time has passed! This girl, when are you going to toss my daughter?" Su mother already tearful.

Di Fuya had no choice but to crawl out of the coffin. As soon as he came out, he was scolded by his father pointing at his nose.

"Did you really make fun of my Su family! If you are Huan'er's friend, then I'm really worthless for Huan'er, and you have such a heartbroken friend!"

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