Saintess, he is a handsome boy

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On July [-]th, the gate of ghosts is wide open, even if the full moon hangs high, it is also cast a layer of haze by the gloomy ghostly aura.

The streets were silent, the hawkers closed their stalls early, and the doors of the merchants were closed.The child sobbed softly, but his mother covered his mouth, locked the door tightly, and went to bed early.

Luo Ning was worried that Lingxi would be afraid of such a night, so he deliberately hung a few more lanterns in the palace.Looking at the imperial city, apart from the high palace walls, only Prince Ning's Mansion is as bright as day.

The watchmen walked together, taking small steps and talking loudly to each other, emboldened.

Just after the third watch, all the lights in Prince Ning's Mansion were extinguished in an instant.The shadow guards in the Wangfu's family immediately alerted, but they didn't know where to alert.

Luo Ning stood in the courtyard with a long sword in his hand, and he protected Nan Xiuzhu by his side. Qiao Shiliu and Ming Ye also met in the courtyard with a consonance.

There is a dead silence in the air, as if everything is still.The withered and yellow fallen leaves fluttered gently, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Everyone's eyes began to lose focus and bewilderment as if they were in a hallucination, and then gradually closed their eyes, fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

When Luo Ning turned around, the only ones who were awake were him, Nan Xiuzhu, and Ming Ye who was holding Lingxi.

Nan Xiuzhu took a step forward and stood in front of Luo Ning.

"She is coming."

Luo Ning took a step sideways and stood shoulder to shoulder with Nan Xiuzhu.

"Who?"

"Yao Qianqian."

As soon as the words were finished, a woman in red was seen flying over like a ghost, and landed silently in front of the three of them.

Yao Qianqian's black hair seems to be longer, like a winding stream slanting down and converging at her feet.She raised her hand to touch the jade hairpin in her hair, and looked at Luo Ning with winking eyes and a smile.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I'm here to ask him something."

As she spoke, her smiling eyes turned to Nan Xiuzhu instantly, and at that moment, the smile in her eyes faded away, leaving only sternness and coldness.

Yao Qianqian turned his wrist slightly, and Nan Xiuzhu's body floated towards Yao Qianqian uncontrollably, her slender neck was firmly grasped by her palm, with a little force, he felt a sense of suffocation sweeping his whole body, and he could only open his mouth slightly, Struggling to breathe.

Luo Ning pointed the long sword at Yao Qianqian, and just about to speak, he suddenly threw the sword to the ground.He took out the black iron dagger from his sleeve pocket and pointed it at Yao Qianqian.

"Let go of him, what are you going to do!"

Luo Ning doesn't quite understand the current situation. Isn't Yao Qianqian the first saint?

But in the current situation, Yao Qianqian seemed to want to strangle Nan Xiuzhu to death, but comforted herself, saying that she would not hurt herself.

"He is an unworthy descendant who violated the rules I set and should be punished."

Yao Qianqian threw Nan Xiuzhu heavily on the ground while talking.Nan Xiuzhu didn't have time to think too much, so he could only protect the Lord's stomach with both hands.His body was in pain like falling apart, he groaned, lying on his side on the ground and struggling to get up.

Yao Qianqian's eyes suddenly fell on Lingxi in Ming Ye's arms, she smiled in a low voice, and hooked her fingers at Ming Ye.

"Come on, give me a hug."

Ming Ye froze, he looked at Nan Xiuzhu, maybe this child could save him.

Regardless of Luo Ning's obstruction, he jumped up and landed in front of Yao Qianqian, knelt down on one knee, and held Lingxi in his palm like offering a treasure.

Luo Ning only felt that his body was frozen and he couldn't move. He could only watch Yao Qianqian hold Lingxi in his arms.Her sharp red nails scraped Lingxi's fragile neck lightly, then turned her head to look at Nan Xiuzhu.

"You still have one in your womb, give this to me, and treat it as a punishment for your unruly behavior. I will take him to make amends, and she will forgive me."

Although I don't quite understand her words, but I always feel that if Lingxi is really taken away by her, I'm afraid there will be no return.

Ming Ye was the closest, and he knew that Yao Qianqian's kung fu would be vulnerable to him, but he still drew a knife and stabbed Yao Qianqian's arm.But before the blade touched the layer of tulle, Ming Ye, like Luo Ning, froze and froze.

Yao Qianqian held Lingxi with one hand, and leaned over to approach Nan Xiuzhu.

"You have no right to refuse, especially you."

Her slender fingers pointed at Nan Xiuzhu.

"I didn't tell you again and again not to hurt the Si family. What have you done? What are you? How dare you disobey my orders!"

Her voice became more piercing and piercing, and a fierce gleam appeared in her evil peach blossom eyes.

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

Suddenly Yao Qianqian's hand pierced through Nan Xizhu's chest, and her hand grabbed Nan Xiuzhu's heart, ravaging it like playing with mud.

Nan Xiuzhu opened his eyes wide, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Ning and Ming Ye tried to break free from the shackles, but found that there was no way to fight back.He could only watch helplessly as Yao Qianqian slowly pulled the beating heart out of Nan Xiuzhu's chest.

Her eyes were blood red, and she looked like a ghost.In the Dark Witch Valley, there are all evil spirits.Luo Ning finally believed it at this moment.

Nan Xiuzhu was soaked in blood, his eyes gradually dimmed, he could only try his best to reach out and gently touch Lingxi's hair, as a final farewell.He eventually lost consciousness.

On the night of July [-]th, not only Prince Ning's Mansion could not sleep peacefully, but Sheng Sheng, who was also in the imperial city, was also experiencing a catastrophe.It's just that this kind of catastrophe was caused by real ghosts and ghosts, and it was so silent that even Yao Qianqian knew it later.

The fourth and sixth generations of saintesses who had been sleeping all the time had their hearts hollowed out, and everyone lost their souls, and almost entered the gate of hell with the night-walking ghosts.Fortunately, Yao Qianqian came back in time and saved the lives of these people.

Three months later, in the ice room of Prince Ning's Mansion, Nan Xiuzhu lay quietly in a crystal coffin.His clothes have been changed, he is completely white, his lower abdomen is slightly swollen, and there is a fresh life conceived there.Luo Jing sat beside him quietly, speechless for a long time.

That day, Yao Qianqian finally gave Luo Ning a chance to choose.Nan Xiuzhu and Lingxi's life, he can only choose one.

She held Nan Xiuzhu's heart in her hand, and with a little force, the flesh and blood would separate.

Luo Ning's heart was bleeding, he looked at the sleeping Lingxi.He understands what Yao Qianqian's so-called apology is. She will dedicate Lingxi to Siyue, and Siyue will devour Lingxi's heart to maintain the soul that is about to dissipate.

Ming Ye behind him suddenly bent down and whispered into the crystal coffin: "Master."

Luo Ning withdrew his thoughts, lowered his eyes and set his eyes on the crystal coffin.

Nan Xiuzhu had already opened his eyes, and was looking at him blankly.

After a while, Nan Xiuzhu finally opened his mouth: "Consonance?"

There was silence in the stone room for a while, Nan Xiuzhu sat up slowly, and suddenly noticed his stomach.The little guy can already move, and he seems to be trying to get Daddy's attention, telling Daddy not to lose his temper with his father.

Nan Xiuzhu walked out of the crystal coffin with bare feet, Luo Ning wanted to support him, but he seemed to avoid him.

"Is Lingxi still alive?"