Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 1637: Pan Yin Yin【6】

"No wonder I feel the breath of Yue'er on her body... So it is." Nalanjing clutched his chest, his face was as pale as snow, he took a deep breath, "I will go and find Yue'er now. ."

"It's useless, she's Yin'er now, she won't come back with you." Yan Xin frowned.

"I said how could the master not want us, and even beat us... So she is Pan Yinyin, she is the mind of the master's previous life." Xiao Xuan'er had a look of surprise, and immediately frowned in doubt, "But isn't Pan Yinyin's mind the master's? Besides, Pan Yinyin has already died, so how could she control the master's body?"

Sheng Er also looked puzzled. 4

"That's Yin'er's obsession! Yin'er died more than 60,000 years ago. She hated Di Yuchen too deeply in her heart, so she left a trace of her obsession, which hasn't gone away. This time it should be When Yue'er was injured and was in danger, and her consciousness fell into a deep sleep, Yin'er's obsession took over her body." I have to say that Yan Xin's analysis was inseparable, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Then how can I wake up the memories that belong to the master?" Sheng'er frowned, with a worried look on her face.

"Pan Yinyin's obsession?" Nalanjing frowned.

"Only by awakening Yue'er's consciousness can Yue'er really wake up." Yan Xin sighed, "I just don't know how Yue'er's consciousness is now..."

"Jing'er, where are you going?" Yan Xin glanced at the distant figure in front of her, and hurriedly asked.

"I'm going to get Yue'er back." There was an incomparably determined aura in the light voice.

"She will kill you!" Yan Xin shouted.

"If I can't bring her back safely, I'd rather die!" The cold and graceful figure is resolute and imposing.

"Hey..." Yan Xin didn't stop her anymore, but sighed heavily. She knew Chen'er's temperament best. Once she made a decision, it would hardly change, otherwise he wouldn't have been there more than 60,000 years ago. After Pan Yinyin died, he chose to blow himself up, and he would not accompany her through three lifetimes, never betray her. From this, it can be seen how deep his affection for Pan Yinyin is! !

I just hope he can wake up Yue'er's sleeping consciousness!

"Master, wait for us..." Xiao Xuan'er and Sheng'er hurriedly followed, how could they be spared when they found their master.

Before they didn't stay by the master's side so that the master could face so many dangers alone, this time they won't leave without saying anything!

……

The last setting sun set on the side of the day, and the surroundings were completely darkened. The sky and the earth were all lonely, and there were only a few cicadas left.

"Sand..."

The night wind blows, the branches sway, and the shadows are full of shadows.

In the quiet night, a lonely figure walks aimlessly on the curving bluestone path in the woods. Wandering sadness floods to her like a tide, wrapping her up, making her even more lonely.

The dead leaves falling with the wind seem to whisper the sadness of this moment.

I can't see my fingers, only the silvery-white moonlight shines on my shoulders. The gloomy mountain top can only see the slender back of the girl, carrying too much burden...

The eyes that were as clear as lake water in the past were full of tears, a scarlet, confused, painful, helpless...

Di Yuchen is dead...

Why?

Isn't the person he loves a dream?

Why did he blow himself up? Is it really for her...

No!

She doesn't believe it!

If he really loves her, then why did he never see her when she was imprisoned more than 60,000 years ago, but turned to marry Tianmeng as the crown princess!

So, she doesn't believe it! !

Unless he says it himself! !

No...she wouldn't believe him even if he said it himself! Isn't it enough to taste the pain of more than 60,000 years ago? Do you still want to be deceived by him again?

He died, he deserved it, he deserved it!

But why does my heart hurt so much, it's almost numb from the pain...

Staggered, stumbled, and was about to fall, a broad, powerful and warm palm quickly stretched out and supported her soft and slender body.

It's so familiar...

She raised her head mechanically, and saw those purple eyes full of tenderness and concern, just like before...

"Chen..." She looked at him in a daze, and murmured.

The next moment she ruthlessly pushed him away, "No, you are not Chen, you are not him, although you look exactly the same, even your eyes are the same, but you are not him! You are not..."

They have different breaths.

Even after more than 60,000 years, she can still tell the difference at a glance.

Can't you forget it?

She got up from the ground and continued walking aimlessly.

Nalan Jing quietly followed behind.

"Don't follow me..." A cold and ruthless voice came from the front.

He remains closely behind.

"You don't follow me anymore!" She looked back suddenly, a pair of ruthless and cold eyes looking coldly at Nalan Jing in front of her.

"I'm not going."

"Shhh!"

The long sword pierced the air, and Sen Leng's sword edge was placed on his slender neck.

"Give you three seconds to disappear from my sight or I will kill you!"

"I said I won't go! Even if you kill me, I won't go!" The threatening sword qi lingered around his neck, and Nalanjing's brows still didn't wrinkle. calm.

"Don't think that I really dare not kill you!" Pan Yinyin's sword was slightly harder, the sharp blade cut through his skin, and a trace of bright red blood dripped down the blade and dripped onto the blade. On the ground, into the darkness.

"You kill me, and I won't go!"

"Why are you following me!" Pan Yinyin frowned.

"Because you and my wife look a lot alike... I'm waiting for her to come back." Purple eyes as clear as lake water stared affectionately at the beautiful face opposite.

Pan Yinyin's breath was suffocated by that soulful gaze, and she felt a moment of suffocation. At this moment, she seemed to see the man she once loved deeply, who also stared at her so affectionately.

Dust...

She shook her head, with a mocking sneer at the corner of her mouth, but the man she loved betrayed her, betrayed their oath, and was no longer her dust...

"She looks like me, what does it have to do with me? I'm not your wife, don't follow me anymore! Otherwise I'll really kill you!" Pan Yinyin came back to her senses, snorted coldly, and accepted it. He started to move forward with the sword in his hand.

Nalan Jing was still following behind him unhurriedly.