When he opened his eyes, Long Aotian, who had been controlled by the guards, had disappeared.
Song Qingming subconsciously opened his palms, but fortunately there was still a ring.
The ring can save the emperor's younger brother, and the skills inside can also allow him to enter the door of cultivating immortality.
She looked around again. Xi Bi also left with the white light. Only in front of the main hall was Yue'er's figure crawling on the carpet.
Her hands were stretched forward, with a look of despair on her face.
"Everyone leave."
Song Qingying waved his hand and asked everyone to leave.
Yue'er was also dragged down, probably because she was stimulated. She was already unconscious and did not shout loudly at this time.
Song Qingming's hand was held tightly.
The iron ring in her palm hurt her hand, but the more it hurt, the clearer her mind became.
Liu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her teeth bit her lip tightly until there was a hint of blood in her lips.
But just now he was controlled by the original owner's thoughts, and then he made such a bold decision.
When did my own mind become so restless
A trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, she stretched out her hands and hugged her arms,
She wanted to end the mission as quickly as possible, and she even wanted to end all twenty plots as quickly as possible. Her heart was filled with too much anger and hatred.
She wanted revenge so bad.
As a result, the mind is so weak that it is easily affected by the host's emotions.
Song Qingying slowly relaxed. There would be no next time. She had to stick to her true intentions. If her true intentions were lost to the host every time, she would not be able to complete the plot at all.
Unable to complete the plot, failure of the plot, these are not what she wants.
Song Qingqing sighed deeply. No matter what, let's settle the current affairs first.
She opened her palms, and because of too much force, the tender palms already had the mark of the iron ring.
First open the seal of the ring.
At that moment, Song Qingqing put his finger in his mouth and wanted to bite it open, but found that it was really difficult to bite his finger open and bleed.
I started wandering around the dormitory again, and finally saw an embroidery needle in an almost forgotten embroidery frame.
He held an embroidery needle on his finger and poked it, causing drops of blood to drip onto the ring.
The ring was originally made of iron, but there was even a little rust on it. At this time, the blood had just stained it, and it was of little use under Song Qingming's eyes.
Song Qingying couldn't help but panic. In the plot, it was Long Aotian who killed the eldest princess. The sword was stained with the blood of two people. Could it be that the ring... was a mixture of two people's blood.
If that's the case, it's really a lie.
Song Qingqing's heart felt a little cold, so he poked his finger a few times with an embroidery needle, and rolling blood beads fell on the ring.
But the rusty ring remained motionless without any sign.
Because Song Qingqing stabbed his finger violently just now, blood was already dripping all over the ring.
Her heart was filled with loss.
At this time, the ring clicked... and a red halo appeared. This halo gradually decreased in layers.
Song Qingying saw this scene for the first time and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
At this time, the ring looked like layers of small whirlpools, a crimson portal