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The spirit lamp lights around Yuqing swayed, illuminating Yang Zimei's dark face.

She bit her finger and used her own blood to make the soul charm, one by one, a total of seven or four soul charms, each one condensing her vitality and calling.

The yellow spiritual charm, no fire in the air ****, floated out from all directions ...

About an hour later, the spirit lamp above Yuqing's head suddenly swayed, looking like he wanted to be blown out.

Yang Zimei hurried to maintain it with the true fire of Samadhi.

Who knows, a faint flame flared back at her, burning her fingers.

Quickly put out the fire on the finger with strength.

puff!

The spirit lamp exploded instantly, followed by five others.

Yang Zimei's eyes also faded with the light, and her heart suddenly seemed to be inserted by thousands of knives, and a mouthful of phlegm sputum spit on her throat, exuding a large mouth of blood, sitting pale on the ground.

The spiritualism she just used has consumed all her skills, she just wants to quickly recover the lost soul of Master.

However, the spirit lamp went out.

The soul representing the Master no longer knows where it is, and there is no trace.

This made her anger and blood attack at once, and her vital energy was back.

"the host--"

Sadako heard the situation inside and hurriedly pushed the door in.

Lan Yaya followed nervously.

"Zebra, your hair!"

Lan Yaya was stunned when she saw Yang Zimei's long black hair turned ice blue, her face pale as white paper.

Yang Zimei didn't care how her hair turned, and stared at Master's still sleepy face weakly.

"Master--"

She screamed lowly and burst into tears.

"blood--"

Lan Yaya saw that the tears flowing from her eyes were blood red, spreading on her pale face, and almost fainted.

Yang Zimei reached out and touched the tears on his cheek, and found that it was full of blood, Fang asked weakly, "Where am I bleeding?"

"Master, you shed tears."

Sadako knelt in front of her, tears flowing, and the tears flowed like two lines of blood, flowing down her originally soft cheeks, and her hair became ice blue like Yang Zimei instantly.

See the change of Sadako.

Yang Zimei Fang picked up her long hair and looked at it. It really turned into a strange ice-blue, just like the kyanite bracelet on her wrist.

"you guys--"

Lan Yaya's legs were softened, "Don't cry, it's all blood, it's terrible."

Yang Zimei gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground, reached out to hold Master's still warm body, took out the long-prepared millennium ginseng, and chewed it into his stomach bite by bite.

The warmth brought by ginseng gradually spread to her cold limbs, making the blood on her face slightly recover, and the tears that came out were no longer bright blood red, but faint.

Sadako's face slowly followed her slightly.

"Meow—"

The black cat came in from outside, jumped to Yu Qing's bed, stared at him with wide eyes, and yelled at Yang Zimei.

"Sadako, how do you feel?"

Seeing this change of Sadako, Yang Zimei was very clear this time that Sadako's breath and vitality are closely related to herself.

"I'm okay."

Sadako's voice was a bit weak. She got up from the ground, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the blood and tears on Yang Zimei's cheek ...

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[I left the house at 7 this morning, and now I ’m back to write more. I did n’t say in advance. I ’ve made you wait a long time, sorry. 】

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