After madly criticizing the commander for taking something from him, his wife ran away

Sure enough, after hearing Song Yunsheng's words, the closed door opened, and Shen Zhuohuai stood at the door, his deep eyes falling towards Song Yunsheng.

"Is there a way you can cure her?" said a skeptical voice in his gloomy voice.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear a glimmer of joy.

Shen Zhuohuai had locked himself in that room for a day, and no one knew what he had done in the room that day, but it could be seen from his decadent look and messy short hair that he was not comfortable.

Yuan Lie was also a little incredulous, this was another appearance that he had never seen Shen Zhuohuai.

In just one day, blue stubble appeared on the man's sharp chin, and his eyes were even blacker, which was haggard and embarrassed that Yuan Lie had never seen.

Song Yunsheng nodded stubbornly: "Dashuai, can you let me meet the fifth aunt?" Everyone

present knew that Su Man was already like that, even if Song Yunsheng was the reincarnation of the Da Luo Immortal, it was impossible to save him.

But no one dared to refute it, they saw a glimmer of hope in Shen Zhuohuai's eyes, a hope that Su Man wanted to come back to life.

The atmosphere suddenly stopped, and after a long time, Shen Zhuohuai moved his steps and turned sideways to make an aisle.

Song Yunsheng stepped forward, she knew that Shen Zhuohuai had let her in.

As soon as Song Yunsheng entered the house, she also smelled a pungent smell, she frowned slightly, and a strange feeling rose in her heart, and the ice bricks placed on the ground turned into water and soaked the ground.

After Song Yunsheng came in, Shen Zhuohuai closed the door, he strode to the bed, and nervously looked at the changes on the woman's face and skin.

He was relieved that he didn't notice anything unusual.

Song Yunsheng was a little moved when he saw Shen Zhuohuai's nervous appearance.

She stepped forward and glanced at the person on the bed, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she looked at Shen Zhuohuai in disbelief.

"Da Shuai, this ......

" Before Song Yunsheng finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Shen Zhuohuai: "Are you trying to tell Ben Shuai that you can't cure her?" Looking at Shen Zhuohuai's

gradually gloomy face, Song Yunsheng was a little overwhelmed, and a chill spread from his backbone to his limbs.

Obviously, the person who was talking and laughing with her some time ago, not long after, just lay here motionless, lifeless.

Song Yunsheng's throat choked: "Da Shuai, do you still remember that my blood can suppress Da Shuai's condition, I mean, can you use my blood to try the fifth aunt again?"

Shen Zhuohuai's eyes froze, and his gaze fell on Song Yunsheng's wrist.

He hadn't used Song Yunsheng's blood for a long time, which made Shen Zhuohuai think of what Chengkong had said.

It was because Su Man cured his strange illness that he didn't have to use Song Yunsheng's blood anymore.

But Song Yunsheng's blood does have an effect, maybe you can give it a try.

Song Yunsheng went in for a while, and the door was finally opened again.

A strong smell of blood came to my nose.

Yuan Lie raised his head and looked at Song Yunsheng with his eyebrows twisted, only to find that her face was much paler than before she entered.

His gaze fell, resting on the hand that fell on his thigh, and a hideous and ugly wound on his white wrist.

It was evident that a new cut had been made in the wound that had healed from the scab.

The flesh turned out, and the long, deep opening was still oozing blood.

Yuan Lie strode forward, looking at Song Yunsheng, who was crumbling, and he stretched out his long arm to hug her into his arms.

Song Yunsheng was a little more conscious, she struggled to get up by herself, but she was firmly imprisoned by the man's hand on her shoulder.

Yuan Lie warned her coldly: "Don't move, do you want to die of excessive blood loss?"

was reprimanded by Yuan Lie like this, Song Yunsheng stopped struggling, and she whispered: "This time the big handsome should be relieved."

Yuan Lie glanced at her with a disapproving face: "Just because I used your blood?"

Song Yunsheng nodded: "I told Dashuai that my blood will help him with his illness, and maybe he can save the fifth aunt, but if even this doesn't work, Dashuai can also recognize the reality."

Yuan Lie called Song Yunsheng's maid: "Call a doctor to bandage your young lady."

Song Yunsheng insisted on not leaving, and she still had palpitations about the scene she saw in the house just now.

Ye Xifu brought Qingluo and Chengkong, and Chengkong caught a glimpse of the wound on Song Yunsheng's wrist, and quickly understood something.

Shen Zhuohuai has always refused to recognize the reality, and Su Man's body cannot be buried and cannot be laid to rest.

The Master of the Sky Ride silently recited a Heart Sutra, and then spoke earnestly into the room.

"Dashuai, Poor Dao has a way to save the fifth aunt. Shen

Zhuohuai had just fed Song Yunsheng's blood, and in less than half an hour, the brown spots on Su Man's skin became more and more.

Shen Zhuohuai's eyes suddenly shook.

He was careful enough, why did she still refuse to forgive him, why did she still insist on leaving him?

Song Yunsheng was a little worried: "Will it be ...... if the master of the air ride goes in alone

" Yuan Lie glanced at her: "You take care of yourself first."

Song Yunsheng glanced at the wound on his wrist and fell silent.

Her blood did not have the effect of bringing people back to life, on the contrary, there was an ingredient in her blood that could accelerate oxidation, and the blood that Shen Zhuohuai fed into Su Man's mouth just now should have reacted to Su Man's body.

The sound in the room just now, thinking that Shen Zhuohuai couldn't accept it, and smashed things in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the house, he was tightly pulled by Shen Zhuohuai by the collar: "You'd better really save her!"

"Dashuai, this body can no longer be used by the fifth aunt, if you want to recall the fifth aunt, you can only find a young and healthy body, the poor road will dream for you and the fifth aunt every day, as long as the fifth aunt is too willing to come back, that young body can be used by the fifth aunt.

Shen Zhuohuai's eyes were bright, and two clusters of flames quickly ignited in his dark eyes, and the fire was like anger: "Since there is a way, why didn't you say it before?!"

shook his head in the air and persuaded: "Poor Dao just doesn't want to be difficult for the handsome and strong, but the handsome insists on this, it's not impossible, first bury the fifth aunt too well, I will lead the dream for the big handsome, whether the fifth aunt can come back or not, it all depends on the sincerity of the big handsome."

Shen Zhuohuai looked at the dirty and unshapely body, he turned his eyes away, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Choose a day to be buried. "

I took the air to recite the Sutra of Death for Su Man, and the day after tomorrow was chosen.

After saying that there was a way to get Su Man back, Shen Zhuohuai was not so enthusiastic about this corrupt body.

On the day of the funeral, he watched the coffin enter the ground and was buried at the foot of Jiangnan City.

Shen Zhuohuai looked at the erected tombstone, his eyes froze, and his face became gloomy on the spot.

"Throw this tombstone away and re-engrave it!" everyone

glanced at the tombstone, and it was written on the fifth lady, Su Man.

Shen Zhuohuai's tone was cold: "Ben Shuai will only have one lady!And she is not dead!" The

meaning of these words is self-evident, the fifth lady cannot be written on the tombstone, then only Su Man's name can be written.

Obviously, Shen Zhuohuai didn't want this corpse to bear the name of his Shen family.