The evil is stationed in Wang Wanzhi's body and is closely related to her. She can feel it every moment, just like the second her.
At this moment, something is catching this evil, but this evil is very cunning, hiding in the deepest part of the veins. It hides deeper and deeper, and even disappears without a trace.
Just like the literary saint who was as cunning as he was treating her, he would come out to do evil again after a while and torture her.
Wang Wanzhi longed for this evil to leave her forever, so that she could be her own individual, a beautiful and healthy little lady, and she would not have to lie in bed all day and struggle to stay alive.
In this way, she can take care of Fu and stay with Fu forever.
Wang Wanzhi longed for such a day. She shouted: "Fu, take it down and get rid of this nasty thing."
Wang Wanzhi was pleading and sincere.
A more powerful force was searching for her muscles and veins. This force seemed to catch up with Ji Evil and catch him, but Ji Evil was still cunning and smooth without leaving a trace, and he slipped away again.
Wang Wanzhi's heart tightened, and she felt regretful. The powerful force and evil were chasing her, catching her and then running away. Her heart was always hanging, rising and falling with anxiety.
After finally being captured and manipulated hundreds of times, Wang Wanzhi could feel this powerful force catching Ji Evil again. It quickly divided into countless strands and entangled Ji Evil.
The cunning evil tried to slip away through the gaps in the silk. The powerful force spread a layer of water film, completely wrapping the evil. There was no gap left and no way to escape seamlessly.
Wang Wanzhi shouted with endless hatred: "Fu, don't let it escape again!"
Without Wang Wanzhi's orders, the powerful force wrapped around Ji Evil and dragged her away from her body. She could hear Ji Evil's pitiful cry as he was finally subdued.
She could see the evil spirit sizzling and turning into a wisp of white air, and her soul was in disarray.
Her soul shattered, and her corpse turned into a torrent of blood and left her body forever.
The joy of revenge broke free from the prison, making Wang Wanzhi's soul sing with joy.
"Fu."
Wang Wanzhi was so excited that she cried with joy and started to cry.
There are still five of the six absolute meridians that have not been eliminated, and they are also deeply rooted deep in her body.
No matter how reluctant Ji Evil was and wanted to take her to death, this time it met its nemesis and was stripped away one by one.
Wang Wanzhi finally realized that Fu was taking away the Heavenly Vein from her body, and this evil thing was actually the Heavenly Vein that Fu wanted to take away.
She feels joy for her lover's dedication, and at the same time, she is sad that the two of them are about to die.
Fu, how I want to be with you forever.
She was so greedy, so excited, she blurted out: "Fu."
Xie Fu shouted: "Pull it out!"
Wang Wanzhi said: "No! Let's die together like this."
Fu was still so gentle and considerate, and he was afraid of hurting her. He was almost ready to die, and he was still thinking about himself. How could she retreat? She also wanted to let Fu understand that no matter how difficult the pain was, she could not be defeated.
"Pull out the arrow!"
Xie Fu's voice was urgent and seemed to be in great pain.
Wang Wan was shocked and grabbed the arrow shaft with trembling hands. The arrow was connected with Fu's body, and it was this arrow that caused Fu's blood to flow all over the ground.
Wang Wanzhi hated this arrow even more than she hated that she was born with a terminal disease of six pulses. She wished she could...
But she didn't have the courage. She was afraid that if the arrow was pulled out, Fu would die. She didn't want it!
At this moment, Xie Fu held her hands, and Wang Wanzhi's heart tightened with fear and fear.
Xie Fu grabbed her hands and pulled the arrow out of her chest without hesitation.
Poof, as if a solid bottle cap was pulled out, a spurt of blood spurted out from her chest, which flushed Wang Wanzhi's face and dyed her thin shoulders and neck red at the same time.
Wang Wanzhi was extremely sad and covered the spring with blood that kept coming out with both hands.
Strangely, the spring started to stop bleeding automatically.
…
It is late at night, the wilderness is silent, and the orioles are sleeping. Only the hanging moon shines like a lamp on the earth and on the lovers hugging each other tightly.
"Fu, I love you, whether you love me or not."
Wang Wanzhi whispered in Xie Fu's ear.
"I love you, I want to marry you, I want to be your wife, take care of you all my life, love you all my life, take care of you all my life..."
Wang Wanzhi seemed to be worried that Xie Fu would just leave without a sound, so she murmured vaguely. She couldn't wait to speak out what was in her heart, saying whatever came to her mind, fearing that Xie Fu would never have a chance to hear her again.
"Wanzhi, I love you, do you believe it now?"
Wang Wanzhi nodded desperately: "I believe, without a doubt, it's my fault, it's my fault."
Tears welled up in her eyes. She pressed her face against Xie Fu's cheek, feeling his temperature and his breath. It was so familiar and warm.
Fu, as long as I think of this name, I can think of his warm smile and his gentleness and consideration.
The more this happened, the more Wang Wanzhi felt heartbroken, because Fu was about to die and she was reluctant to let him go. She was very scared.
This fear was so dark that it made her tremble. She could accept her own death calmly, but she could not accept Fu's departure.
She has rarely cried since she became sensible, because she knew that crying would not solve the problem, but she cried so much today that she had no tears anymore, but her hard work turned into tears and squeezed her eyes.
Xie Fu could feel the fear in Wang Wanzhi's trembling body. He never knew that this strong woman could be so scared, even more timid than a little girl.
He quickly coaxed: "Wanzhi, I won't die, don't cry."
For Xie Fu's comfort, Wang Wanzhi wanted to smile in return, but what she forced out of her lips was just a sad smile, and tears flowed from her eyes, and what she shed was actually tears of blood.
She really had no tears to cry anymore, only blood.
"It's already this time, and you still come back to comfort me. That's all. I will accompany you. Wherever you go, I will go..."
At the end of the sentence, Wang Wanzhi's voice was filled with gentleness and firmness.
"Really, you saved me."
Wang Wanzhi smiled, okay, if you want to lie to me, I will let you lie. If you want me not to be sad, then I will try not to be sad. If you want me to laugh, I will laugh for you.
She raised her head, faced Xie Fu's face, and smiled: "Does it look good?"
The eyes that couldn't see anything were full of sadness, the pale and thin cheeks were actually dripping with blood and tears, and the smile on his lips was so gentle and beautiful.
This face is like a tearful and bloody Guanyin that coexists with compassion, tenderness and sadness, so eroding the bones and destroying the soul.
Xie Fu was heartbroken. From then on, he did not dare to look at Guanyin again and shouted: "It doesn't look good! It doesn't look good!"
She burst into tears with sadness in her heart.
Crying like a sad child: "I'm useless, I'm useless..."
"Wanzhi, I have worked hard, I have worked really hard. I want you to get better, but I still love someone else in my heart. You are as pure as ice and snow, but my heart is not clean. I have a guilty conscience. …”
Wang Wanzhi coaxed softly: "I know you are very good. You are the best man. I have never met anyone as good as you in my life."
"But I love you, I love you, forgive me, forgive me for not saying this to you earlier, forgive me for being self-righteous and dignified."
Wang Wanzhi shouted deeply: "Fu, you fool." She felt so pitiful that she didn't know what to say.
Xie Fu suddenly stopped crying and said solemnly: "How can a half-hearted man like me be worthy of you? I still know myself."
Wang Wanzhi's expression turned cold, and she slapped Fu Xie on the face: "Shut up!"
Xie Fu was stunned. Before he could react, Wang Wanzhi lowered her head again and kissed him tenderly on the face: "Knowing that you love me too, I am satisfied. Before you die, I still want to Love you again."
Xie Fu was stunned, suddenly grabbed Wang Wanzhi's shoulders, helped her up, and said excitedly: "Wanzhi, please touch my breasts."
"good."
Wang Wanzhi wiped it on his chest tenderly.
Xie Fu asked excitedly: "What did you touch?"
"Touch my heartbeat, the heartbeat that is beating for me right now."
This is not the time for romance, Xie Fu reminded: "You touch my wound again."
Wang Wanzhi wiped away Xie Fu's wounds with trembling hands, but there was only a scar when she touched it, and she exclaimed in surprise.
Xie Fu said excitedly: "My wounds are healing quickly, and I can feel that my broken sternum is also slowly healing."
Wang Wanzhi was dumbfounded and suddenly raised her head to look at the sky. Only God could do this magic.
Xie Fu continued: "I won't die, I won't die. It must be after taking away the heavenly veins from your body, it must have had an effect. After death, you are born like a phoenix in Nirvana. It should be the life veins. For you It’s a dead pulse, but to me it’s a vital pulse that keeps growing and growing.”
Wang Wanzhi was dumbfounded and silent. She was also a literate person and knew that the heaven and earth were mysterious and mysterious. For heaven and earth, it was just the common sense of the universe. Only when it fell on humans would they feel so magical.
"Wanzhi, how are you feeling now?"
When Wang Wanzhi heard this, her thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and she blurted out: "I'm okay, I can love you again."
In fact, Xie Fu is a terrifying existence for ordinary women, but she is a woman who has spent her whole life in pain, not a delicate daughter.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he suddenly realized: "You don't have to die!"
She had never been so happy, so grateful, and happy in her life.
She hugged Xie Fu tightly, feeling his body temperature and his vivid breath.
The clear spring breeze and the embrace of her lover made her truly return to the world.
Crying with joy, the tears washed away the ice in my chest, and every breath was slightly painful. This is the feeling of truly being alive.
Xie Fu's strong arms hugged Wang Wanzhi's trembling body tightly, and his generous palms gently soothed her back, so gently.
This pair of lovers, who have experienced heartache, embrace each other, lingering and tender.
The moonlight breeze was hypnotic, both of them were exhausted physically and mentally, and they needed to get some sleep.
Wang Wanzhi closed her eyes and was gentle, curling up in Xie Fu's arms with a happy face, but her arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, just like Xie Fu's daughter.
There was no pain, no sadness, just the warm embrace of her lover. This was the most peaceful and happy sleep she had ever had in her life.
Dawn came, the sun shone on the earth, and the gentle morning light shone on the two of them.
Wang Wanzhi woke up leisurely and felt refreshed. Am I not dead yet?
She planned to lie to Xie Fu again last night and die in his arms.
A dreamlike feeling replenished the body and mind. Wang Wanzhi took a deep breath of air, so fresh and real, just like the first breath of air taken by a newborn baby coming into the world.
Suddenly my heart trembled, and my hands hurriedly groped around. Fu was still there, and his body was still warm.
This discovery gave her another sense of stability.
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