Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Shen Xiujin stood in front of the hospital bed.

Looking at Nan Qiao lying there quietly, she was so alive and lifelike, as if she was just asleep...

Wen Tingxuan also had a rare opportunity to see clearly. He realized that it would be rude to stay any longer, so he quietly closed the door of the ward and left.

There was a deathly silence in the room.

Shen Xiujin could almost hear the pounding heartbeat in her chest.

He walked step by step to the bed.

This is Nan Qiao from thousands of years ago, watching the sunrise and sunset with the young monk.

He is also the last ancient god in the world...

In his body are her sacred bones.

What can warm Su Qiao and restore signs of life to Nan Qiao's physical body are these sacred bones...the sacred bones that belong to them.

Shen Xiujin reached out and touched her face. The coolness on her fingertips was like the first heavy snowfall thousands of years ago.

He feels cold.

So cold, so cold.

At this moment, Shen Xiujin seemed to feel for his little rose.

Shen Xiujin murmured: "So it's so cold..."

The snow accumulated in her body for thousands of years has never melted for a moment...

The long eyelashes weighed down his eyes, and all the emotions accumulated in his eyes, so heavy that they seemed to be able to overwhelm him at any time.

Shen Xiujin once experienced the feeling of having his bones ripped out at the hands of the Evil Star. Although it was only for a moment, the pain was hundreds of times more painful than any serious injury he had ever suffered in his life...

How much pain did she feel thousands of years ago?

He once thought that she and he lived and died together, and their lives depended on each other.

Unexpectedly, the truth is - he owes her a bone...

Shen Xiujin lay on the bed next to Nan Qiao, and the heartbeats of two people could be heard in the room.

But she won't come back alive.

She is just a body, an empty shell without divine bones and soul.

The ceiling was dazzlingly white.

Shen Xiujin closed her eyes, feeling tired.

The aura of the person next to him was very similar to his little rose, but it was still different after all.

The chill on her body was something he couldn't warm.

This subtle difference made Shen Xiujin gradually wake up.

Nan Qiao from thousands of years ago was not Su Qiao.

He is not the little monk who was deceived into offering the bones of the Buddha. His body was in pieces, but he was holding his breath and paranoidly waiting for the god who accompanied him to watch the sunset and taught him to love. Only Nan Qiao could make the little monk Ajin rest in peace. .

The last god in the world finally killed the reincarnated Buddha.

The knife used is the next life...

But in this life, he is just Shen Xiujin.

He has Shen Xiujin's memory and lives a life that belongs to Shen Xiujin.

He doesn't love the world even more. He doesn't care about the bullshit common people!

Shen Xiujin only loves Su Qiao!

These bloody hands, with a layer of skin washed off, just wanted to touch his little rose cleanly.

That's all...

"Sorry..." Shen Xiujin reached out and gently touched the red mole at the end of the woman's eye that did not belong to her. He told her in a low voice, "I am not your little monk Ajin..."

A faint golden light overflowed from his fingertips, and the red mole was instantly wiped away by the golden light and disappeared without a trace.

Probably the power of the divine bones.

Shen Xiujin suddenly felt that looking at this face again, it was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

His little rose will always be unique in this world...

Shen Xiujin closed her eyes again, and the heavy haze in her heart dissipated a lot.

When one problem ends, another one emerges.

There must be a reason why the evil star asked him to bring Nan Qiao out!

Why on earth?

Shen Xiujin couldn't figure it out for the time being, so she just ignored it.

The most important thing right now is to bring his little rose back!

Also, the debt he had with the evil evil star in his previous life must be settled!

Shen Xiujin opened her eyes, and her bloodshot black eyes were full of violence and evil.

The image of having the Buddha's bones removed from his previous life is still vivid in his mind.

As a reincarnated Buddha, Ajin has a pure mind and no impurities. How can he fight against the insidious evil stars?

The evil star said that as long as he voluntarily extracts the Buddha's bones, he will let the people of that city and his biological parents go.

The little monk foolishly believed it.

In the end, the Buddha's bones were extracted, and the people in the city were covered with their mouths covered and killed at his feet. The bones were piled up into a mountain!

In his previous life, he was really ridiculously naive...

He actually believed in a devil.

Shen Xiujin sneered with unknown meaning.

Now, this damn dirty thing is here to steal his wife again in this life!

Shen Xiujin glanced at Nan Qiao beside him, with a rare gentle look on his face, but what he said was: "Don't worry, if you can't kill me, I will kill it for you!"