Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

Su Xiaoyan thought vaguely, and her vision gradually blurred, as if everything was nothingness in her eyes.

She suddenly wanted to pull Qu Yizhao's sleeves, then lean into her arms, and tell Yizhao that she likes her, likes her, likes her very much, likes her the most...

Anyway, she was going to die, so she should be able to say those three words, right? She thought in a daze.

But in the end, she didn't say those three words. Once she said those three words, there would definitely be a place for her in Yiqi's heart.

But rather than leaving a place in Ichiki's heart, she hopes that Ichiki can fall in love with another person without distraction.

You can't make her suffer and feel guilty all her life because of herself! She is Qu Yichao!

She is the proud, confident, unrestrained prince of the Qu family!

so cold……

Su Xiaoyan thought silently in Qu Yizhao's arms, it's really cold!

I really want to close my eyes and have a good sleep...

I'm so sleepy, Qu Yichao...

I'm so cold, Qu Yichao...

I really want to wake up, the first thing I see is you, Qu Yizhao...

No, no, if you are the first person I see after I wake up, then you must be dead like me, and I cannot see you.

can't see you...

But I really want to see you again...

Suddenly, Su Xiaoyan seemed to hear Qu Yizhao saying not to die, so she could only smile wryly.

I don't want to die either! I still want to stay by your side!

The coolness on his face caused Su Xiaoyan to divert his attention, what is it? How wet and cool.

Later, Su Xiaoyan discovered that it was tears...

——It was Qu Yizhao's tears.

Only Qu Yizhao knew that these were not her tears, but the tears of "Qu Yizhao".

That is, the tears of the dead soul.

It was also at this time that Qu Yizhao realized that "Qu Yizhao" had never died, she was just on the verge of death, so she hid herself and hid aside.

This thought made Qu Yizhao gasp involuntarily.

In this way, after "Qu Yizhao" recovers, it is very likely that he will compete with himself for this body.

This conclusion made Qu Yizhao couldn't help but remain silent.

She glanced at the young girl lying in her arms, who was so angry.

If it wasn't for Su Xiaoyan's life hanging by a thread, "Qu Yizhao" wouldn't have appeared so excitedly and crazily, and she wouldn't have noticed any clues.

But to a certain extent, it was she who caused "Qu Yizhao" to fall into this scene of soul collapse.

"Smile, smile, don't die, don't die..."

Su Xiaoyan was half asleep and half awake, and heard Qu Yizhao's voice in a trance.

The voice was full of extremely painful crying and collapse, so low that it was impossible to imagine that it was the words of the prince of the Qu family.

"Smile, don't die!"

The voice suddenly became sharp, as if it wanted to pierce Su Xiaoyan's soul, but at the same time, it also made Su Xiaoyan sober.

Qu Yizhao resisted the discomfort in his soul, and gave Su Xiaoyan CPR, again and again, again and again.

A little Taoist priest in the corner saw this scene and couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Then he pulled the old Taoist priest beside him, pointed at Qu Yizhao and Su Xiaoyan with trembling hands, and said, "Master...Master, look quickly..."

Seeing the little Taoist priest crying, the old Taoist stroked his white beard, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction the little Taoist priest was pointing at. Seeing this, he was stunned.

You can guess what you saw~