Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 537 You should be lucky, you are Ling Xian'er now
But before Ling Xian'er had time to be vigilant, she felt an invisible hand caressing her cheek!
Ling Xian'er suddenly felt a chill run down her back, and her heart palpitations got worse.

She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say a word!
She heard a female voice chuckling in her ear, and the hand stroking her cheek didn't leave, but rubbed gently, as if she was looking at her carefully.

"It's true that you don't look very good-looking now, but I like it very much."

Ling Xian'er's face turned green instantly.

she?like her?
Inhuman!
She already has fourteenth uncles, not to mention, she has no idea of ​​having a lily with the demons and monsters!
Seeing Ling Xian'er's face suddenly turned ugly, her laughter became more hearty.

"You should be thankful that you are Ling Xian'er now. After going through a different experience, when you die, when you think back to what I said to you today, you will understand."

As she spoke, she patted Ling Xian'er's cheek lightly with her hand.

Then, without waiting for Ling Xianer's reaction, he slapped her chest directly!

"puff--"

Ling Xian'er spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body, which was originally locked in black air, suddenly lost its support and fell directly on the wet ground!
Ling Xian'er clutched her chest, panting heavily.

She raised her eyes with great effort, and looked at Shen Meng, who was completely enveloped by the black air, gradually lost consciousness, and fell into darkness...

In the darkness, Ling Xian'er seemed to have had a long, long dream.

The dream is very long, but the scene is very simple.

At the border of Tianya Haijiao, there are two identical flowers, except that one is full of firefly blue and the other is full of crystal black.

They seemed to exist in each other, never separated, until one day, a man in misty clothes took away the firefly blue flower, leaving behind a crystal black flower...

The dream was simple, but when Ling Xian'er woke up, it seemed like a lifetime away.

She really didn't quite understand what that dream meant, she had never had such a weird dream before.

"Little."

Ling Xian'er heard Qin Youchen calling her, blinked her eyes, and regained her composure.

She tilted her head slightly, and found that Qin Youchen was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her worriedly.

"Uncle Fourteen..."

Ling Xian'er's voice was slightly hoarse, and when she spoke, she felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, as if a rust-like smell permeated her throat.

Ling Xian'er frowned in discomfort, and the strong smell made her sick to her stomach.

Qin Youchen helped Ling Xian'er sit up, and thoughtfully picked up the teacup placed on the small table beside the bed, and handed it to her: "This is not tea, it's clear water, drink some to moisten your throat."

Ling Xian'er gave a soft "um", her head was still a little swollen.

She took two sips of tea and asked, "Uncle Fourteen, why am I here?"

"I found you outside the water dungeon. You are in good shape. How could you be injured suddenly?"

Ling Xian'er subconsciously remembered the cloud of black air and what she had said in her ear.

"...Uncle Fourteen, I have a question I want to ask you."

Qin Youchen nodded: "You ask."

"If you have an enemy, that person is against you everywhere, often causing you trouble, but always saving your life at critical moments, she always tells you 'you will understand after you die', but And I always say I want you to live longer... Uncle Fourteen, what are you thinking about this kind of person?"

(End of this chapter)