Goddess of Heaven

Chapter 618

She knew that with her divine power at that time, it was impossible to control the evil spirit in the Miesha God Bell, not to mention that the evil spirit had already transformed into a human body and was several times stronger. The idea of ​​blood purifying and exterminating the evil spirit in the evil spirit bell was accidentally saved by that person.

Holding the Qiankun bag, Shenyue's eyes gradually became agitated. She didn't have much divine power at first, but after this incident, there was very little left, and her spirit became worse and worse.

Shenyue had a very long dream. In the dream, it was a simple cave. A girl in white was lying on a stone bed, apparently injured. At the entrance of the cave, a man in a purple robe was busy by the campfire. , Above the bonfire is a small casserole, which is steaming.

Hearing the girl's raving, the man turned his head, looked at the girl on the stone bed dotingly, picked up the bowl next to him, scooped a bowl of soup from the casserole, and walked over.

The girl seemed to smell the fragrance, and opened her eyes, looking at the man in front of her with bright eyes, the man shook his head helplessly, scooped up the soup spoon by spoon, and fed it to the girl.

The girl greedily drank the soup that the man scooped up, with a look of happiness and contentment on her face.

The man stretched out his hand and fondled the girl's long hair, turned around and put the bowl in his hand on the table. When he raised his head, a handsome face that did not disturb the world was revealed in front of Shenyue's eyes.

"what--"

Shenyue sat up suddenly, only to realize that everything was just a dream, and her inner garment was already wet with sweat.

Recalling the scene in the dream, she still remembers it vividly. Isn't that man in the purple robe his cook?

As for the woman on the stone bed, Shenyue could also see clearly, although that face was not as delicate as her own, it was [-]% like her.

Shenyue had a splitting headache, as if she had forgotten something and felt she shouldn't remember it.

She sat on the bed blankly, holding her head.

"Yue'er, are you awake?" Zi Sang Yanxun's voice came from outside the door.

Zi Sang Yanxun has been staying in the pavilion not far from Shenyue's bedroom. Just now, Shenyue's exclamation was not loud, but Zi Sang Yanxun, who is a fairy, still heard it clearly. He put down the medicinal herbs in his hand. , hurried over to ask.

Seeing that there was no sound inside, Zisang Yanxun asked again: "Yue'er, are you awake? I'm coming in."

After finishing speaking, Zi Sang Yanxun pushed the door open and entered regardless of Shenyue's answer.

What caught my eye was Shenyue sitting on the bed, holding her head, her black hair pouring down, blocking her delicate face, two slender white hands, holding her head, her sleeves hanging down naturally, revealing a section of snow-white hair. Hao wrist.

He has always known that she is beautiful. For thousands of years, he has kept this beauty in his heart, and only wanted to protect her quietly until that person appeared.

Seeing that Shenyue still didn't respond, Zi Sang Yanxun strode over.

"Yue'er, what's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Only then did Shenyue raise her head, but Zi Sang Yanxun jumped when she raised her head.

I saw her small face, as white as a piece of white paper, without a trace of blood, the sweat on her forehead had already wet the long hair on her forehead, she looked extremely embarrassed, her big eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Yue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zi Sang Yanxun couldn't help but stepped forward to support her shoulders, and only then did he feel that her whole body was trembling.

(End of this chapter)