Houmen's runaway wife

Chapter 115
The quaint ancestral hall is dimly lit, and a dark coffin is displayed in the center of the ancestral hall.Two little boys kneeling on the right side of the coffin dressed in sackcloth and mourning.The whole thing was frighteningly quiet.Shen Biyan slowly opened her eyes and found that she was lying in the coffin. She struggled in horror and found that her hands and feet were bound.She didn't care about other things, and shouted loudly: "I know your surname is Gu, you are from the Gu family, right?! You were abandoned by Gu Lingbing, no, Ye Phantom, so you left the Wangu tribe—"

"Shut up!" Grandma Sun yelled, and in the next second, she appeared above Shen Biyan. She looked at Shen Biyan lying in the coffin, with the veins on her forehead exposed: "Don't mention that name! Don't!"

Shen Biyan snorted coldly: "Some things can't be forgotten if you don't mention them. Ye Phantom is now the patriarch of the Wanggu tribe, with a group of children and beautiful family members by her side. Can you completely forget him if you don't mention him? ? Really deceiving myself!"

Grandma Sun rushed towards Shen Biyan, grabbed her neck with both hands, and kept shouting: "I hate! I hate! All men should die! Die!" Shen Biyan felt that the air was slowly moving away from her. , her little face flushed from holding back.She didn't expect the woman in front of her to be so paranoid. She even regretted what she said to provoke her. Could it be that her life is going to be lost here?Shen Biyan's eyes began to turn black. Suddenly, Grandma Sun let go of her hands, and the air returned to Shen Biyan's body. She greedily breathed the lost and recovered air, and coughed violently in an uncomfortable throat.

Grandma Sun's eyes were red, but her complexion had returned to calm. She no longer looked at Shen Biyan. This woman can't die yet, she needs the power of the direct descendants of the Gu family.She tidied up her clothes, called out, and a woman came over with a tray.Grandma Sun picked up the dagger on the plate, walked to the table, cut her palm with the dagger, and dripped blood into the bowl.She chanted spells in pieces, walked towards Shen Biyan slowly, took her hands, cut the palms of her hands, and let the blood flow.This was not the most painful, the next moment, Grandma Sun stabbed the dagger into her heart.The excruciating pain made her tremble all over. She thought she would die in the next second, but unfortunately, Grandma Sun didn't go deep into her heart, but just took a drop of her heart blood.

As Grandma Sun muttered words, a bright red thread of blood was slowly flowing from Shen Biyan's heart to Grandma Sun's eyebrows.Shen Biyan was tortured to the brink of death by the heart-gnawing pain, her life was slowly passing by, she wanted to just close her eyes and sleep peacefully.In the dimness, she heard someone calling herself constantly: Yan'er—Yan'er—she opened her eyes with difficulty, as if she saw Yuan Zhen's worried eyes.There are also tears on Aunt Xia's face.no!I must not just give up like this!Shen Biyan struggled, trying to concentrate and resist Granny Sun's pull.The two of them were in a stalemate like this, Shen Biyan held on, powerlessly watching the blood from his heart flow continuously to the center of Grandma Sun's eyebrows.

An obsidian slowly rose from Shen Biyan's heart into the air, and Granny Sun held the obsidian with a smile on her face.She looked up to the sky and laughed, not looking at Shen Biyan anymore.The goal has been achieved, she waved her hand, and several thick women lifted the coffin lid.

At this moment, Shen Biyan looked weakly at the beams of the ancestral hall, holding on to her last breath.Yuan Zhen, see you in the next life.

(End of this chapter)