The formation of the fierce wife of Tianyun ghost pupil

Chapter 72
Su Ran's pale face suddenly turned red when he was asked back. After all, it was really difficult for him to make such a request to several children. Just thinking of the curse that his son would not live to be fifteen, he wanted to stuff a piece of it in his heart. It's so uncomfortable for my son.

"The prophets of the Su family swear to be loyal for life, please save Su Qin's life."

Qin Zixuan, who was circling around Su Qin, suddenly raised his head to look at Papa Su who had calm eyes, moved his mouth but didn't say anything after all, what should they do instead?
Lin He was also taken aback by these words. The serious look on Su's father's face made him serious too, "Uncle, Su Qin is our friend. It's what we should do to save him, but what should we do?"

Qin Zixuan walked back to Lin He, looked at Father Su firmly, and nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, uncle, how can we save Su Qin from the dream?"

Su Ran and his wife looked at each other, the weird look in their eyes deepened, he took a deep breath and looked at Lin He, sweat oozing from his pale face, his voice was like a whisper.

"I want the Situ family to pass on the blood sacrifice to the descendants."

The morning sun shines on Su Qin's room through the glass window, but the warm and warm sun has become cold and ruthless at this moment.

The word "blood sacrifice" was engraved on Qin Zixuan's heart like a brand. She knew that there were many kinds of blood sacrifices, such as offering sacrifices to gods, souls, spirits, and demons!
Qin Zixuan's pupils changed different colors, dazzling lights flashed from her eyes, and Su Qin's parents who were standing beside her were so shocked that this girl actually had seven-color eyes!
"No! I forbid!"

"Okay, I promise!"

Both Qin Zixuan and Lin He who spoke at the same time looked at each other in surprise, their eyes were calm but their hearts were turbulent.

"No!" Qin Zixuan bit her lip and glanced at Su Qin, who was lying on the bed as if sleeping soundly, and shook her head ruthlessly, "I don't allow it!" Although it was still a ten-year-old child's voice, her tone was completely changed, indifferent And sharp.

She wanted to save Su Qin, who was her childhood playmate and friend, but she couldn't selfishly let Lin He sacrifice. After the blood sacrifice, there were very few people who survived the blood sacrifice, and the person to be saved by the blood sacrifice was himself a supernatural being. , she can't risk Lin He's life like this!
Su Qin's parents stood with their heads bowed. The Su family has declined since then, and each generation has fewer people. In modern times, it has been three generations of single generations. They have nothing more important than life and loyalty to give, but they also understand what they put forward. How ridiculous and absurd the method is.

Blood sacrifice, the sacrificer dies!

"Save his life, break the prophecy of Su Qin's death at the age of 15, and the descendants of the Su family will be loyal to Zixuan."

Lin He quietly looked at Qin Zixuan whose face had turned pale and eyes glowing with fire, raised his hand and then lowered it, not calming her anxiety, but just laughed.

"I swear by the Su family's bloodline inheritance, if you save my son, the Su family will be loyal to Qin Zixuan and her descendants for generations."

Su Ran's eyes are firm, but he can't bear to look at the expressions of the two children. He knows the legend of the Situ family that the eldest son has the ability to regenerate and recover. Lin He is strong enough, so he believes that this child can complete the blood sacrifice alive. He admits selfishness, But he couldn't help saving his only son.

"It's a word."

Qin Zixuan, who was standing next to Lin He, suddenly turned around after hearing these words, turned his back to them and looked at a field of morning glory outside the window, raised his face slightly and tried hard not to let tears flow down.

The sadness in the heart has spread to the red house, Xiaoshui and Yi Jianjia, who were washing stones in the Ling River, stopped what they were doing at the same time and sat quietly.

"Master, don't, don't be sad..." Xiao Shui, whose emotional intelligence is only a few years old, didn't know how to comfort others, and even forgot to solve the problem from the source. It was tears, he missed his brothers.

Yi Jianjia, the female ghost in red, sighed, walked out of the red house slowly, and stood beside Qin Zixuan, her tone was less scary and more comforting.

"Master, Lord Situ will not die. Although the blood sacrifice is terrible, he is a self-healing and regenerating supernatural being, so he will not die."

Yi Jianjia leisurely floated to Lin He's side, bowed to him, and reminded: "The time of the blood sacrifice may not be well controlled, maybe the adult will fall into a dream like Su Qin, you just need to find him back." , don’t get lost in the dream.”

Qin Zixuan's eyes widened, seeing Lin He nodding slightly, she was also very surprised, she moved her mouth but didn't say anything, she just understood Lin He's painstaking efforts.

Layman Lingshan didn't let him enter the ancient tomb, so he tried his best to help her find a helper?

"elder brother……"

"Huh? I'll be fine, don't worry."

Lin He smiled at her, and her pink lips were pursed, with a strange luster and determination, "Are you going to sacrifice to the devil?"

A simple sentence made Su Qin's parents open their mouths in shock. They nodded solemnly, hoping that Lin He could complete the blood sacrifice ceremony and bring his son back from hell.

"The people of the Su family are not afraid of ghosts and spirits. They should fall into dreams because of reincarnation in previous lives, and they have fallen into demons."

Su Ran nodded. They always knew that when Su Qin was born, he was cursed to live less than 15 years old. He also saw this scene in the prophecy, but no one was willing to accept his fate, let alone the people of the Su family. !
"No! Brother, he can't sacrifice to demons!" Qin Zixuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes fiercely, looking at Su Qin's parents with red eyes, like a furious mother animal protecting its cubs, exuding a terrible Coercion.

Su Qin's parents were silent. They were just begging, but even the begging was cruel. The pain of the blood sacrifice was like Ling Chi, listening to his own blood leaving the body drop by drop until he died at the last moment.

"Zixuan, you want to save Su Qin, right? You don't want to watch him die in a dream, do you?"

Lin He himself is not sure how long he can last, the wound heals quickly, he does not know whether his recovery ability will be effective for blood regeneration, but he also knows his own physique, theoretically he will not die.

Looking at Su Qin lying pale, Qin Zixuan closed her eyes, hummed lightly, and didn't say anything else. She knew that Lin He looked gentle on the surface, but in fact he was more stubborn than anyone else.

"If you die, I will hunt you down to the [-]th floor of hell." Qin Zixuan glared at Lin He, and her cute appearance disappeared in an instant, but Lin He rubbed it with a smile before she could tie it up hair, nodded.

"Do not worry."

This is a promise, but also a word of consolation, which contains wholehearted dedication to a person.

The Su Clan was also a branch of the Wu Clan thousands of years ago, but because they acted too low-key, the number of people became less and less, and they were gradually forgotten by the world and disappeared in the long river of history.

(End of this chapter)