Chapter 427

He crawled on his body, as if humble into the dust, covered his chest with his hands, and one after another tears fell on the floor.

What should I do... My heart hurts and I'm dying

Who can help him? Who will... Help him

In the dark underground palace, two red lights suddenly lit up. Wen churan turned a pair of red pupils and looked carefully at the strange environment.

What is this place? Why is she here?

He looked down and found that his body was being bound by chains.

The red pupil sank slightly, and the iron chain on his body broke in two.

She stood up, passed the dark corridor, broke the exit with one palm, but found that the exit led to Sheng Shimo's bedroom.

She had a vague answer to what was going on.

I was imprisoned, imprisoned in this underground palace.

Since the underground palace is under Sheng Shimo's bedroom, who else can imprison her?

Why did he imprison her? What did she do wrong?

When Wen churan left the room, he didn't see Sheng Shimo. Instead, he saw Sheng Zhixun sitting on the first floor.

She went downstairs to Sheng Zhixun.

"Where is Sheng Shimo?"

When Sheng Zhixun saw her, he immediately called out his fourth sister-in-law with a smile, and then shook his head in distress, "I'm looking for my fourth brother, too! Run around before your body recovers! "

Of course he didn't know what happened last night.

Sheng Zhixun patted the sofa again. "Sister-in-law, why don't you sit and wait first."

Wen churan sat down silently and clenched his hands.

She finally recovered her memory of ten thousand years ago and just wanted to be with him.

But things seem to be getting more and more complicated.

I don't know how long it took before I finally saw Sheng Shimo's figure outside the villa.

However, when he saw Sheng Zhixun and Wen churan in the hall, his eyes lit up a towering anger.

Before Sheng Zhixun could speak, he saw his fourth brother rush over and drag his fourth sister-in-law's hand to the second floor.

His face was blank and he had no idea what had happened.

In his prime, Mo threw Wen churan into the bedroom and locked the door.

Wen churan looked at the angry man in front of him.

"Sheng..."

As soon as she made a noise, the man suddenly put his hand around her neck and put her against the corner of the wall.

"Revenge on me is not enough?! Do you still want to attack Zhixun? "

"No." Wen churan shook his head and hurriedly explained, "I didn't want to hurt him, and I didn't want to hurt anyone..."

After reincarnation for more than ten generations, she finally recovered the memory ten thousand years ago. Her temper did become a little violent, but she would never hurt the people he cared about.

Sheng Shi Mo didn't seem to care about her explanation and asked, "how did you escape?!"

He turned his head and saw that the entrance to the underground palace had been destroyed. Then he noticed the clue, so he looked at the woman in front of him again. He saw that two red lights flickered behind her blindfolded white Ling.

He raised his hand and directly tore off the white silk.

In an instant, two blood red lights stabbed his eyes.

It was a pair of blood red pupils, like two surging blood rivers, making the woman in front look like a devil from hell.

Sheng Shimo's face changed in an instant, "who are you!"

"I'm Wen churan..."

"Who the hell are you! Where is Wen churan? " Sheng Shimo didn't believe her at all, so he grabbed her neck, as if if she didn't tell the truth, he would kill her directly.