The Demon Ancestor's voice suddenly disappeared.

Xue Yimo kowtowed a few times and begged a few times in succession, but he never got an answer from that voice.

I don't know how long it has been, and she doesn't know how many kowtows she has, and she hasn't exchanged a word from the Demon Venerable.

Xue Yimo slowly stood up, slowly returned to Xue Yilan's side, and then sat down slowly.

After delaying for so long, Xue Yilan's face turned even paler, and he lay there like a stone statue, motionless.

She sat next to Xue Yilan and looked down at him.

After a while, she suddenly turned around and untied her somewhat messy hair, her long hair scattered, and the tips of her long hair brushed his cheeks: "Xue Yilan, my hair is messy, I can't comb that unique hairstyle, you get up and comb it for me again." ”

Xue Yilan naturally didn't move.

Xue Yimo looked at him for a moment, as if waiting for him to wake up.

Then the result of waiting for is ultimately disappointing.

Her eyes gradually reddened: "Xue Yilan, I want you to pull my hair for me!" Did you hear that? ”

She didn't know where to find an ivory comb, placed it in the palm of his hand, and then held his hand to comb her long hair......

She is not very good at taking care of her hair in the first place, so it is even more inconvenient to hold someone else's hand to take care of it. She messed up her hair for a long time, still combing her hair in a mess.

She finally let go of Xue Yilan's hand, stopped caring about her hair, and looked down at him for a long time, her big eyes were as black as a black hole, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Xue Yilan, you said that you won't leave me alone......" her voice choked again.

She had already helped Xue Yilan clean up the blood on his body, and when there were a few tears in his clothes, there was no other embarrassment.

The room was dead silent, and she held his hand, holding it tightly, not moving or speaking.

Another moment passed.

"Xue Yilan--" She said softly, as if she was afraid of waking up his sweet dream: "I have tried, I can't save you...... I really can't save you...... Xue Yilan, what I asked you to go was that you didn't leave by yourself, so now you can't leave if you want to......"

Xue Yimo's voice trembled slightly, and after a while, he slowly spoke again: "You go, it's okay to leave like this-——- it's okay!" I'll give you a ride......"

She touched the Xuanbo qin next to her, cut her wrist, and blood dripped down the piano like a spring.

The broken strings suddenly joined automatically in the blood, and slowly returned to their former appearance.

She put the piano on her lap and glanced sideways at him: "Xue Yilan...... Don't be reborn in the wrong car, don't ...... Come to me again......"

"Ding!" With a sound of the piano, a dark blue piano wave flew towards the snow clothes lying there......

"Smack!" A dark light lit up in mid-air, blocking the dark blue qinbo.

"Lord Demon Ancestor!" Xue Yimo suddenly turned his head and looked into the void.

"He's not completely ......helpless," the ethereal voice rang out again, and at the same time, a dark mist poured out from the depths of the main hall, completely enveloping the snow clothes on the bed.

"Lord Demon Ancestor, are you willing to make a move......" Xue Yimo's eyes were shining, looking at the depths of the hall.

"Ah Mo, you are my daughter after all, how can I ignore you completely?" The voice sighed softly, like a loving mother.

Xue Yimo's eyes brightened.

"However, he was too seriously injured, and his soul root was damaged by the sound of the piano, and if you want to save him, you need one more thing, you only have that kind of thing, and this seat can restore him to his original state."

……

It's just a crazy rhythm of asking for a monthly pass, hahaha, it's really the last day!

If you don't vote for the monthly ticket in your hands, it will really be invalidated......

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