Rebirth of a Wealthy Family: Blackened Charming Wife

Chapter 91 Two Faint Figures

The ethereal bed curtains covered the entire big bed, floating and drooping like spun gauze.

Through the bed gauze, only a vague shadow can be seen vaguely.

Xiao Hei rushed into the bed quickly and nimbly, saw the unconscious woman on the bed, and touched her delicate cheek.

The light in the room was dim, and the faint light shone on the woman's cheeks, as if afraid of disturbing the people on the bed.

Under the light, the woman's beautiful skin looked fair and supple, and her lips were bright red, as if coated with a layer of blood as thin as onion's wings.

The long hair was scattered between the pillows, messy like seaweed in the water.

The exquisite and charming appearance exudes a mysterious atmosphere, like a vampire who has slept in a wooden coffin for thousands of years.

As for Tang Xiaoqi, there was no vigilance emanating from his bones, and he was extremely quiet, like a sleeping child, defenseless.

Seeing that the person on the big bed was safe and sound, breathing weakly and evenly, the worry in Xiao Hei's eyes faded a bit.

Walking lightly from the end of the bed to the other side, the black fluffy paws gently covered the bracelet on Tang Xiaoqi's wrist.

When the paw first touched the black spar inlaid on the bracelet, it seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, gradually emitting a faint black halo.

Xiao Hei's dark blue pupils stared nervously at Tang Xiaoqi's white wrist wrapped around the black stone.

The light spots slowly melted into her wrist, and when the light gradually dissipated, the halo had completely integrated into her body, and her breathing gradually became steady and powerful.

However, the woman on the bed still showed no signs of waking up.

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Bloody, dark.

Unable to see the road ahead, Tang Xiaoqi kept tossing and turning in a vague dream.

The endless corridors of black wooden piles, climbing unknown vines, revealed a strange depth.

On both sides of the flat corridor, there is a sea of ​​flowers tightly clustered. The dense black roses bloom enchantingly in the night wind, and the rich fragrance permeates the entire corridor.

The left hand was held tightly by a little boy, and he ran forward at high speed.

The boy's back was shaking, and it was extremely blurry, so he couldn't see clearly.

It was as if there was a demonic aura filling and covering up in front of his eyes, so thick that it couldn't be melted away, and he couldn't see the direction, so he could only run hard.

Tang Xiaoqi's back was slightly cool, as if a dangerous breath was gradually approaching her from behind.

Turning his head suddenly, there is an endless and deep corridor accompanied by the fragrance of flowers behind him.

Empty and secretive.

Suddenly he let go of his hand and turned back, but the boy was no longer in front of him, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

But the palm of the hand was covered with blood for some reason, and there was a black rose, which was strange and gorgeous.

Dead quiet.

Standing alone in the dark place, looking at the end of the abyss-like corridor, as if she was the only one left in the whole world.

The bright and clear moonlight scattered down and scattered all over the ground, projecting two faint figures.

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"Meow~meow~"

Xiao Hei saw the woman's complexion getting worse and worse, Mo Lan's pupils shrank slightly, and he let out a little worried voice.

The eyes of the woman on the bed were closed tightly, and her face gradually turned pale, almost transparent.

The slender eyelashes hung down on the eyelids, and the red lips gradually faded and finally became bloodless.

The tip of the hair on the forehead was gradually soaked by the overflowing cold sweat, and the wet hair was tightly attached to the cheek.

Under the fair skin, the blue blood vessels gradually bulged, as if he was suffering.

Pain suddenly surged on the delicate little face, as if it was in extreme pain.

(End of this chapter)