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Chapter 78 The obsession that can’t be let go
  The red rose scattered the spiritual sword in Wenjiu's hand.

The blood flowing all over the ground was scarier than its painted face.

Warm wine seems unknown.

How desperate one must be to be numb in the face of such a huge wound.

Red Rose didn't know, but she knew she couldn't stop Wenjiu. She couldn't listen to its words anymore. It broke the seal of White Snake's spiritual consciousness, and the petals showed a trace of wilting. "White Ice Slag, what should I do?"

"Who allowed you to give me a nickname?" White Snake curled up.

After getting off Wenjiu's wrist and spitting out the snake letter, the demon force slowly reached over and found that Wenjiu had no resistance. His red eyes flashed, "Use your illusion to enter Wenjiu's dream, and she trapped herself."

The red rose demon is not as old as the white snake that is hundreds of years old.

White Snake's words are now the backbone. It nods and emits rose-red smoke, shrinks its body and penetrates directly into Wenjiu's eyebrows, penetrating into her spiritual world.

It was gray and barren of grass.

Very similar, no?

The red rose itself emits red light and illuminates one side. From a distance, we can see the warm wine standing in the center. It wants to go over, and a huge wave suddenly surges in the rippled ground.

Everywhere carries extremely powerful spiritual pressure.

Hong Rose's face changed drastically, "It's unfortunate that it touched the wine beauty's own defense and protection system!"

In front of the dense waves of spiritual power like a tsunami, the shrunken body of the red rose is like a drop in the ocean, and it can be shaken away with just a touch.

Red Rose stopped in a safe area and did not move forward.

Instead, he shrunk a very weak demonic power into a small bundle and stretched it towards the warm wine. The waves that had risen ten feet high gradually subsided, and he had not noticed the external demonic power quietly crossing the river above his head.

The red demon power thread is only one centimeter away from the warm wine.

As long as its demonic power touches the warm wine, it can detect the nightmare that traps the wine beauty.

Then it weaves another sweet dream.

From now on, Liquor Beauty will never be in this situation again!

The moment it touched the warm wine, a scene of a little girl being whipped appeared in front of it, but it was only for this second, and soon its demonic power was floating around like a broken kite string.

The waves that gradually returned to calm began to rise again.

This time, it was attacking directly towards its body as if it had spiritual consciousness!

"How is this possible?" Red Rose dodged the attack.

The white spiritual power that penetrated into the abyss turned into waves again and turned to attack it, as if it had eyes!
  "No, no, no!" The red rose shrank to the size of a fist.

A chuckle came.

It raised its head, and the majestic spiritual power that was close at hand faded away, while the warm wine apricot eyes closed in the middle and trapped in the nightmare were curved, the corners of the lips were also raised, and the eyes were clear.

The warm wine calmed the chaotic spiritual energy and flew down in front of Hong Rose.

He stretched out his hand to smooth its petals and said warmly, "Thank you for your hard work."

When she fell into memories, she saw the image left to her by the warm wine of this world.

She is very smart.

After learning that she would not survive the car accident, he used the ancient spiritualism in Miaoyun Village's ancient handbooks to bring her here.

I thought her rebirth was an accident.

What I see now is the rebirth that Wenji had carefully designed, and judging from her remaining emotions and memories.

This spiritualism was deliberately shown to her by someone.

The warm wine seal broke through the screen, and he opened his eyes to see the gray surroundings. The white snake lay at her feet. When he saw that she was awake, he came close to her. He stroked its head with the warm wine. The next second, he was startled by the pool of blood on the ground.

She pointed to the slightly dried blood on the ground, "Is this my blood?"

White Snake nodded.

Hong Rose, who came out a little depressed, added: "Not only that, your eyes at that time were even more scary, like a walking zombie, not like you at all."

Warm wine lowered his eyes.

The depression mixed with half of the warm wine of this world is certainly not her.

She raised her eyes and decided to find a good opportunity to resolve the sequelae of this body. Depression never only comes from mental torture, physical torture is also very strong.

"Ajiu is still sleeping?"

"Yes, Axue is already dressed up, who is going to wake her up?"

There was a rustling sound outside the door, and warm wine rose from the sticky carpet.

The spiritual power rolled up and made a mess all over the ground. Please ask White Snake to set up a magic array, and she will clean up the place after everything is over.

She knew the people outside were Song Qianhua and Wen Huairu as soon as she heard them.

Walking into the bathroom, I used my spiritual power to stop the bleeding and cover the wound. The woman in the mirror looked very beautiful. Her pale face and blood stains on her forearms made her look like a pervert.

What a masterpiece.

The negative will left over from the warm wine of this world can take over her consciousness under certain conditions.

There is no doubt that her life is on the edge of the knife.

Wenjiu cleaned himself up and sighed helplessly at his pale and stubborn self in the mirror, "How can you let go?"

Luckily she had some spare clothing here.

Put on a new dress, warm the wine and open the door.

Song Qianhua's back was turned to her and her expression could not be seen. She could only see Wen Huairu's wrinkled face and some resistance in his eyes.

Wen Jiu said, "Is something wrong with you?"

The two people's attention was not focused on this. Leng Buding heard the person who was about to wake him up ask him if he was okay, and subconsciously said: "I'm talking about asking someone to wake you up."

Wenjiu said "Oh", "No need to shout, what's the matter?"

"What are you saying? We parents can't come to see you if nothing happens?" Wen Huairu frowned.

Wen Jiu seemed to have heard something funny. He covered his mouth in exaggeration and said in surprise: "This is the first time you have come to me in the five years since you took me home. Should I be so moved that I shed tears and hold you in my arms and cry bitterly?" One game?"

The clubhouse is very large, but the rest room is not connected.

Otherwise, the banquet guests who came early would see the rift between Wen Jiu and his daughter.

"Ah Jiu is not like that." Song Qianhua hurriedly pulled her mute husband aside and said softly: "Mom has customized a set of lotus dresses for you and Ah Xue. The banquet will start in more than two hours. We I want you to try on clothes."

She stared at the warm wine, with clear and mature facial features, and said with a pause in her throat: "It will look great on you."

Wen Huairu also remembered the purpose of his visit at this time. Since Wen Xue pretended to commit suicide, the couple strongly felt the alienation and indifference between their long-lost biological daughter and them.

They also hope that this birthday party can be closer to their daughter.

"Yes." Wen Huairu called the waiter, and a single-cabinet wardrobe was pushed steadily on a pulley. The red velvet dress they had spent a lot of effort to have customized by a veteran in the fashion industry.

Song Qianhua came over and held Wen Jiu's hand with a soft voice.

"I remember when you celebrated your birthday in the first year because of your dress, you said that your mother and I were partial to A-Xue. Today's dress was custom-made with A-Xue. It is guaranteed to be a treat for all the guests and make you extremely envious!"

(End of this chapter)