"Well, this kit contains the spiritual power of the Nuwa family. She wore this for three days, and a certain spiritual power penetrated into her body. I can find her position through this trace of spiritual power, but I need to hurry up. Otherwise, when the spiritual power disappears or is scattered by the Jiuli people, even I will not be able to find her position." Beichen Moxuan nodded and said softly.
"Help me with this, I need your help." Leng Yetong raised her eyes to look at him and said firmly, her eyes twinkling with trust.
"Okay, I will inform you immediately when I have news." Beichen Moxuan smiled gracefully, reached out and rubbed her head dotingly, then disappeared. Leng Yetong sighed silently, the worst thing is an infatuated person, not to mention a person who has been infatuated for more than a thousand years. She raised her hand and took the kit in her hand. The spiritual power in it made her feel inexplicably familiar and warm. She placed it on her chest, and there was a hint of worry in her eyebrows. Joan, don't let anything happen to you. .
It was a cool night. In a dilapidated house in the north of the city, everything in the house proved that there was no one living here all year round, heavy dust, spider webs all over the place, and squeaky chairs to sit on. The only thing that was clean was the bed, on which lay a drowsy woman, in a bright red palace attire, the hairpin on her head was shaky, her eyes were tightly closed, even in her sleep, her brows were still tightly locked, a terrible nightmare seemed to exist. Running after her. Impatiently, he moved his body, grabbed the quilt under him subconsciously with both hands, and sat up from the bed in a jiffy, cold sweat dripping from his head.
The woman raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and looked at the environment she was in uneasily. Years of experience made her calm down quickly, and she rolled over and got out of bed, but found that she had no strength and almost fell to the ground. , frowned slightly, and clenched her fists, her whole body seemed to be drained, who brought her? Eyes burst out with attractive light, taking the situation in the room in mind, and then lying back on the bed that was relatively clean compared to the whole room, closed eyes, and now the plan is to restore physical strength as soon as possible, it is useless 's struggle will only be regarded as a jumping beam clown.
With a 'squeak' sound, the dilapidated door was pushed open, and a petite figure walked in. The dagger in his hand reflected a cold light, his body was completely wrapped in a black cloak, and there was a slight discomfort on the exposed jade hand. In an ordinary place, he walked cleverly to the bed, his eyes were full of hatred, raised the dagger in his hand, held it in the air for a long time, and finally fell down, glared at the person on the bed, the corner of his mouth outlined. With a sneer, there will be a price more uncomfortable than death waiting for her in a while, so why bother to give her a relief
"Are you really not dead?" The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at the pair of eyes full of hatred, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he still couldn't believe it, and said faintly, "You and I both understand, it's just that. It was an accident, and I also helped you, why do you hate me so much?"
"It is indeed an accident, but if you want to blame the person who gave me my life again, he gave me a chance to be reborn, but he tortured me to the point of death!" The smaller body under the black cloak trembled a little, almost roaring , said sharply, "For his purposes, he resurrected my body, seized my body, imprisoned me as his slave for six years, resurrected me, but was unable to give me a complete body, you see, this Pieces of rotten flesh, how disgusting!"