Lu Jiuque held Di Shifang's hand tightly and asked anxiously: "Di Shifang, did you see what happened just now? Did you hear that someone called me? He asked me to go back..."
Di Shifang looked into Lu Jiuque's eyes quietly, and finally gently rubbed her head and said, "No, what's wrong?"
Lu Jiuque frowned in confusion, wasn't it
Could it be that what happened just now was all my imagination
Gu Ming, who was walking in front, saw the two of them not moving for a while, and looked back displeased: "What are you two doing? You still haven't left!"
Damn, you and I are so cruel to each other. How long will it take
Lu Jiuque became even more confused. Could it be that... no one really saw the scene just now except her
She stared deeply at this scorched land, and when she thought of the missing magatama, she always felt a little uneasy in her heart.
In the end, I couldn't detect anything, so I could only shout loudly: "It's coming!"
A gust of breeze stirred up the scorched earth dust all over the sky, swirling and rising, and finally slowly dissipated...
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Fighting Soul Sect, Wudao Peak.
Aunt Chang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes and let out an extremely painful and suppressed gasp. A ball of underworld water quietly appeared under her body, blooming into a lotus, and exuding a breath that was more mellow than death. fragrance.
Gradually, the skin on Aunt Chang's body dried up bit by bit at a terrifying speed again, and only the last pair of eyes still retained their luster.
If she didn't move at this moment, people would definitely think it was a mummy.
Aunt Chang kept twitching in pain, and before long, a magatama slowly appeared on her withered forehead.
If Lu Jiuque were here, he would definitely recognize that this magatama is none other than the piece of magatama that belonged to Princess Furong, the piece of magatama that should have disappeared into her body...
After the magatama melted into Aunt Chang's body bit by bit, she spit out dark blood from her mouth, crossed the corners of her mouth, and fell into the water that dissolved in the underworld.
After a long time, Aunt Chang gave a wry smile and said with difficulty: "Are you right..."
That voice had an almost broken tremor.
The figure in the darkness trembled slightly, and finally appeared slowly.
As the black shadow appeared, there was no warmth around, and the whole room was shrouded in darkness.
The deep outline is outlined by the darkness, like an ice sculpture that has lasted for thousands of years. The exquisite eyebrows, stern figure, and inviolable kingly spirit all illustrate the noble status of the visitor.
His eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked down at the angry old woman with complex and profound eyes. Who else could it be if he wasn't the Sixth Prince
Aunt Chang raised her eyes tremblingly, looked at the Sixth Prince, and then smiled lightly and said: "Is the time coming?"
After a long time, the Sixth Prince whispered: "Have you thought about it? Your last wish..."
One last wish
Aunt Chang's eyes flickered, she looked away from the Sixth Prince's face, and cast her gaze into the darkness for a moment.
The gaze was so warm and gentle, and seemed to be able to tolerate everything, but the Sixth Prince was getting increasingly angry.
After a long time, Aunt Chang smiled slightly and whispered: "If possible... I still want to see the young lady... But my last wish is... "
"That's enough." The Sixth Prince shouted coldly and interrupted her with some bloodthirsty. He didn't know whether he wanted to crush this person's throat or crush Lu Jiuque's throat.
Little lady!
Little lady!
hateful!
Does this idiot only have that person's daughter in his heart? !