He Yinjun burst out laughing "hahaha" and instantly broke off Ren Zian's other hand.

He Yingjin's cane wrapped around one of Ren Zang's arms and hands. He laughed ferociously and said hoarsely: "How about it? This won't work?! Don't worry, I will break your neck off inch by inch."

Damn, that sound...must...must be nice."

Ren Zian was gasping for breath. Although he was made of wood, he seemed to be different from fragrant trees like Tuwu. He also knew pain. There was cold sweat on his forehead. He stared at He Yinjin closely and said: "He Yinjin...

it's me."

For a moment, He Yingjin's eyes seemed to waver, and the cane behind him swayed, tightening the arms and hands on the cane.

"He Yinji..."

"it's me."

Ren Zang called out again, his eyes gloomy but firm as he stared at He Yinjin.

"Who is it?" He Yanjun's eyes suddenly became confused.

He said without any clue: "Who is it?! Who are you?!"

"Who am I……"

"Who am I...?"

"Ho--"

When He Yingjin said this, the rattan behind him suddenly started waving, as if he was stimulated or frightened by something, making a "swishing" sound. At the same time, He Yingjin's neck sprouted.

A fresh branch, green buds emerge from the branches, and a bud blooms from the middle...

Wanqi Linmu was woken up by He Yulin's cry. He felt very tired and weak. He wanted to sleep for a while, but he didn't know that the sounds of shouting and laughter were all in his ears. It was too noisy.

Suddenly Wanqi Linmu woke up.

Wanqi Linmu opened his eyes in confusion, and first saw the small shell in Luo Shen's hand, and said in surprise: "Where did you pick up the shell?"

Luo Shen: "..."

Luo Shen felt helpless for a while and said: "It's our..." He said hit here, thought about it, and continued: "It should be our...daughter?"

"Is it a daughter?" Wanqi Linmu took a closer look and saw that the little shell was transparent and there was a cute little princess lying inside. She had pink hair and a pink face. She was delicate and fragile. She looked cute no matter how you looked at her.

little girl.

Before Wanqi Linmu could finish his surprise, he heard Ren Zang's call, and He Yinji broke Ren Zang's arm. Just when everyone couldn't help but want to help Ren Zang, an accident suddenly happened.

He Yinjun started to tremble and fell to the ground without any warning. The vine behind him twitched because of the pain. His body kept trembling slightly. He raised his neck, and a fresh flower bud grew out from between his neck.

The buds bloom slowly.

Yu Xie narrowed his eyes and said, "It's the eternal flower."

Everyone immediately looked at He Yanjin. He Yanjin lost his force value due to pain and fell to the ground unable to move. Ren Shenghun rushed over, immediately picked up Ren Zang's arm and hand, and quickly spliced ​​them back to Ren Zang.

Ren Zan covered his arm, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

He Yingjin looked in great pain. He had been so arrogant just now, but now his life was as thin as paper. He fell to the ground without the strength to fight back, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Ren Zang's gloomy eyes were a little worried, and he said to Yu Xie: "How about the flowers blooming forever...?"

Ren Zan was not good at speaking. He had never said so many words before.

Yu Xie said calmly: "The eternal flower only blooms once in a hundred years. When it blooms, the host will be in great pain. Not only that... but also life-threatening."

Wanqi Linmu suddenly remembered that they had seen the florist's last words on the coffin board before. When the eternal flowers bloomed, if there was no florist to take care of them, they would probably die. Just like those white bones and skeletons, the eternal flowers on their bodies

It becomes withered and has no eternal life.

Yu Xie nodded and said: "Yes, in fact, the eternal flower is like a cicada. It blooms once a hundred years. Every time it blooms, it is very fragile and needs a florist to take care of it. Otherwise, if you are not careful, not only will you not get

Eternal life and transformation will lead to death without a burial place.”

The florist let the little boy go, and the owner was very angry. He nailed the florist in a coffin and suffocated him to death. The hosts of the eternal flowers only withered because they were not taken care of.

In fact, what will happen if it blooms? Aren't we going to have to wait a hundred years for it to wither again, suffer again? suffer from skin cramps again?

The florist used his own death to liberate those immortal flowers...

"Ha...hahaha——" He Yingchen fell to the ground, and immortal flowers bloomed on his neck, getting bigger and bigger, more and more dazzling. The petals were like the texture of skin, because they were from the skin's interlayer.

What grew out has become a part of He Yingxi...

He Yinjun laughed, but his laughter was extremely miserable, with a hint of ridicule. He didn't know whether he was laughing at others or at himself.

"Eternal life... flower?" He Yingjun said with a smile: "Eternal life flower? No one can get the eternal life flower!"

"No," Luo Shen said with a sharp look, "He wants to commit suicide."

After He Yujin said the last word, he suddenly wanted to bite off his tongue. If an ordinary person bit his tongue, he might be saved, but He Yujin was different. He was blossoming now and was at his most vulnerable. Any pain of flesh and blood

It's very likely that he will wither and die.

Just when everyone wanted to stop He Yingjin from committing suicide, Ren Zang suddenly lowered his head and took He Yingjin's lips directly into his mouth.

"Well!"

He Yinjin opened his eyes wide, forgetting to commit suicide for a moment, staring at Ren Zhen who was so close with his round eyes in disbelief.

Ren Zang pressed He Yanli's lips tightly. In order to prevent him from committing suicide, he restrained He Yanli. The two kissed each other instantly. He Yanli's eyes kept fluctuating, and the stagnant water suddenly rose into huge waves.

.

He Yinjun's eyes slowly sobered up, and he seemed to have regained consciousness. He hooked his hands around Ren Zang's neck. Not only his hands, but also the rattan behind him rolled over, hooked up Ren Zang's slender muscular shoulders and held on tightly.

.

"Ho--" The two of them were in full swing, and everyone thought that the crisis was over. At this moment, He Yinjun suddenly groaned and pushed Ren Bian away in pain.

Ren Zang's lip was bitten by him, and he couldn't do anything. He grabbed He Yingjin's hands and pressed them to the ground to prevent him from harming himself.

He Yinjun twitched all over and shouted: "It hurts...it hurts me so much...kill me, it hurts...it hurts so much."

"He Yinjun..." Ren Zang restrained him tightly and said, "Come through..."

"It hurts so much!" He Yijin's voice was hoarse, and his neck was covered with blood. As the eternal flower slowly bloomed, the blood spattered out, and it seemed to be gushing out like a spring.

The eternal flower is still blooming, slowly showing its coquettish side...

Ren Zan knew that he was in pain, but if he stopped the eternal flower from blooming at this time, not only would Luo Shen not be able to be treated, but even the host He Yinjin would die. Ren Zan could not just watch him wither in front of his eyes, he could only

Staring at his painful side so cruelly.

Ren Zan said hoarsely: "Be good... He Yinjin, I... promise you, come through... I will be your fan."

He Yijin's face turned pale with pain and he was twitching. Hearing his words, he suddenly laughed and said in a hoarse and weak voice: "Fan? Then you...then you..."

He Yingjin gasped weakly and said: "Then you...can't be in two boats, you have to promise me...I...take off your pure goddess...take off your powder!"

How long has it been since I was still a pure goddess?

"Okay," Ren Zan stared at He Yinjin closely and said, "I... will only be your fan."

"enough……"

He Yinjin nodded, and in an instant, his neck made a "squeak" sound, and blood spurted out. The blood splashed all over everyone's bodies and faces. The eternal flower was also sprayed when it was half in bloom.

Bright red blood.

"He Yanli!!!" Ren Zang suddenly let out a roar, and saw He Yanli tilted his head and his eyes slowly closed together.

The eternal flower on his neck also slowly began to wither. Whether it was branches or petals, they all quickly withered and withered...

"He Yinjin!" Ren Zang let go of He Yinjin's arm and hugged him urgently. He was so excited for the first time in his life. Normally, Ren Zang, as a puppet, was always calm and always

It's very hazy, always world-weary, and has no special feelings.

But today is different.

It’s different now…

Ren Zan hugged He Yanjin, feeling his loose body, and said hoarsely and stumblingly: "He Yanjin... you, like this... I am, will not, be... your fan..."

He Yingjin did not respond, tilting his head, hanging down loosely. The charming eternal flower was stained with bright red blood, and the blood was dripping "tick-tick-tick-". The ticking sound was the only thing that could be heard.

Responding to Ren Zang's voice.

Wanqi Linmu was a little unexpected. He was working fine just now, but He Yingji suddenly ran out of energy. He quickly said: "Look, my spiritual power is back now, and you can use my blood."

Luo Shen and Yu Xie both knew some medical skills and stretched out their hands to explore He Yinjin's nose and heart pulse. Luo Shen said nothing and shook his head.

Yu Xie said bluntly: "Dead."

"Dead?" Wanqi Linmu said, "How could he be dead!?"

He Yujin died, and the last eternal flower died. A bunch of questions accompanied He Yujin's death, which was about to end quietly. Who was the owner of the flower house? Who transformed He Yujin? He was clearly related to He Xiangu

They are brothers and sisters. This tomb is from the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, the ages of He Yingjin and He Xianggu have become an unsolved mystery. Why does He Xiangu look like a child?

besides……

And ginseng.

The last eternal flower has withered. Without the eternal flower, Luo Shen will definitely die.
To be continued...