Transformed into a mother of four children: Eating meat every meal during a famine

Eighteen made a bitter face and nodded.

Qing Wanwan raised her hand and was about to hit someone.

Eighteen did not hide this time, but offered his face: "Go ahead and hit me, Junior Master. I feel very uncomfortable right now anyway, and hitting me can just divert my attention."

If physical pain can make people temporarily forget the pain in their hearts, then he hopes that his junior master can beat him hard.

Qing Wanwan raised her hand high, but in the end she didn't let it fall.

"Forget it. What's the point of beating you?"

While the two were blaming each other, Su Yunluo had already walked to the bed and lay down.

“Lolo…” Qing Wanwan didn’t know how to start.

Su Yunluo: "You guys go out first, I want to be alone for a while."

In her time, humans could live for a very long time.

The longest-lived human she knew at the time had lived for more than three hundred years and was still very healthy. He might live even longer.

Humans are not afraid of having too many people and no place to live.

Because at that time humans developed other planets.

Going to the moon is as easy as taking the subway.

Going to another planet is just like taking a plane.

Therefore, at that time, Su Yunluo had never experienced the separation of life and death in his entire life.

The moment Seventeen stopped breathing in the woods, she was not very sad.

Because Seventeen told him that he would be resurrected and return to her.

As long as she has hope in her heart, she will not despair.

But now, reality has given her a hard blow.

Seventeen is dead...

Even if he survives, he won’t be seventeen anymore!

She was the one who killed him!

Sad, guilty and helpless!

I have so many mixed feelings that I feel like my soul is about to break!

Su Yunluo lay in bed for two days and two nights.

During this period, he did not eat, drink, or talk.

This scared Qing Wanwan and Eighteen to death.

"Madam, do you really want to starve yourself to death? You should know that if you starve to death, I will not be able to survive, right?" Eighteen used the strategy of inflicting pain on oneself.

Su Yunluo turned over, lay on the bed and began to cry.

Eighteen quickly admitted his mistake: "Don't cry, don't cry, I was wrong, Madam. I can't live with you, but it is my honor to die with you. You don't have to worry about my life or death, really!"

Su Yunluo stopped crying and continued to lie on the bed.

Qing Wanwan used her beauty trick: "Lolo, my good Lolo, at worst I can arrange a few more guards for you. I promise they will be more handsome than Seventeen and have better kung fu."

Su Yunluo was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Qing Wanwan and Shiba took turns to persuade her, but it was of no use.

In fact, even Su Yunluo himself didn’t know what he was going to do.

Maybe I'm just sad and want to be alone and quiet!

On the fourth day, seeing that Su Yunluo still refused to eat or talk, Qing Wanwan seemed to have made a great decision and kicked open Su Yunluo's door: "Come with me."

"I won't go." Su Yunluo said resistingly.

"Don't you want to see Seventeen? I'll take you there."

Su Yunluo followed Qing Wanwan quietly.

This road indeed leads to Yueling Temple. Wanwan did not lie to her.

They really arrived at the entrance of Yueling Temple.

Qing Wanwan stood at the door, paused for a moment, and then, as if mustering up great courage, strode inside.

Su Yunluo followed closely.

We met a lot of people along the way, but with Qing Wanwan there, the journey was smooth.

Finally, Qing Wanwan stopped at the door of a room.

Ever since entering the ancestral hall, Su Yunluo smelled a pungent odor.

By the time we reached the door of the room, the pungent smell had reached its strongest.

Obviously, the smell came from the room in front of me.

Qing Wanwan raised her hand to push the door open, but her hand stopped mid-air.

She turned around helplessly and grabbed Su Yunluo's hand, holding it very tightly: "Lolo, actually I also want Seventeen to come back to life and recover to be exactly the same as before. I hope more than anything else that someone can really come back to life."

Su Yunluo didn't understand what Qing Wanwan meant, so he didn't answer.

But when the door was opened and I saw two people lying on the stone bed inside, I understood everything at once!

Inside was an empty house, with only a huge piece of transparent jade in the middle, emitting a biting chill.

Two people were lying quietly on it.

One was seventeen, his clothes had been changed and his hair had been combed.

He just lay there cleanly, as if he was just asleep.

And the other person lying there was actually... Hua Wuhen!

Flower without trace!

Su Yunluo's heart suffered two critical hits and he almost couldn't hold on.

She turned her head in surprise and looked at Qing Wanwan, who was biting her lip to suppress her sadness.

What, is going on!

Qing Wanwan's eyes were filled with tears, and she forced a bitter smile: "See, I didn't lie to you. I really hope that people can really come back to life after death, just like you. Unfortunately..."

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Things were going quite smoothly. The black sheep of our sect was quickly surrounded by Wuhen and me. But I didn't expect that bastard to be so cruel that he actually raised the living dead and resurrected several of my brothers as the living dead. Seeing that there was no way to save the situation, he released the living dead to die with us. It was Wuhen who risked his life to save my life." Qing Wanwan took a deep breath, but tears flowed out uncontrollably: "You know what? If I can resurrect Wuhen, I would be willing to die. But when I think about the fact that he will become a monster after resurrection, I... I know... I can't be so selfish. Wuhen definitely doesn't want to become like that!"

"I'm sorry." Su Yunluo thought he was very sad because he lost Seventeen, so he tortured the people around him unscrupulously.

But he didn't expect that everything he did was equivalent to stabbing Qing Wanwan's already broken heart again and again.

"You're not wrong, it's not you who's wrong... Luo Luo, I miss Wuhen so much... I really miss him so much!"

The two sad women hugged each other tightly, venting their inner sorrow.

After crying, wipe away your tears and become strong at the same time.

"Six hundred and sixty-three days." Qing Wanwan leaned against the cold jade bed, raised her hand and touched Hua Wuhen's face affectionately: "Lolo, do you know what I am most worried about now?"

"What?" Su Yunluo looked calmly at Seventeen lying on the cold jade bed.

Her feelings for Seventeen are definitely different from those for Qing Wanwan and Hua Wuhen.

Qing Wanwan's love for Hua Wuhen is an unforgettable love, a love that goes deep into her bones.

Su Yunluo has love for Seventeen, but it is not heavy. It is more of friendship and guilt towards Seventeen.

"After worrying for many years, I finally found a way to revive Wuhen. By then, I was already an old woman, but he was still so young and handsome. Do you think he would dislike me?"

These words were said somewhat jokingly.

Before Su Yunluo could even think of how to answer, Qing Wanwan answered herself: "But even if that's the case, it doesn't matter. If he really despises me, I'll find him another one. I owed him one first. As long as he survives, anything is fine."