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"He is alive.
I asked just now. He was a little kid who was abducted by human traffickers and brought to the vicinity of Yongyu City. He was bought by a superstitious family in the city. In order to extend their life, this family adopted him as their godson and made him a godson. During a ritual ceremony, he was buried in this coffin.
???????????? Maybe his fate should not be cut off, he met us. "
Qiao Yanran glanced at Wang Jing and joked casually.
"She said she had a nose and eyes. Everyone believed her and gathered around her. They found that although Wang Jing was a little cold, she could indeed breathe and had a pulse. The flesh on her body was soft and not as stiff as a dead person.
I also relaxed my vigilance.
"No, this tomb must have a history of hundreds of years at least" Lao Liu frowned and checked around the area, and found a wide tomb blocked by stones. Behind the cave, he stopped talking.
possible¡¡
Is this really happening?
Everyone, look at me and I look at you. The atmosphere was very strange for a moment.
"Let's go, we must have gone to the wrong tomb." Qiao Yanran broke the deadlock, took Wang Jing's little hand, and strode home.
¡¾Didi Didi - The side mission has been started, looking for the Suzaku Blood Jade to extend the life of the royal father - for a period of one hundred and twenty days. ¡¿The prompt sound of Xiaoyuwan rang in Qiao Yanran's ears.
After Qiao Yanran heard about this 'Suzaku Blood Jade', she felt a little interesting after the accident.
Jade has a cold property, and Suzaku blood is a yang thing. According to common sense, the two are incompatible. I didn't expect that such a thing as Suzaku blood jade existed.
There are one hundred and twenty days left.
¡°That is to say, the royal father¡¯s life span is only one hundred and twenty days.
You have to hurry up.
Qiao Yanran led a group of people back home in a grand manner. She searched around the courtyard and found no trace of Wang's father. She was a little puzzled for a moment.
Where did the royal father go so late at night?
Or are you going to find the original owner?
Qiao Yanran put the matter aside first and tidied up the west wing where she lived.
The west wing is divided into two rooms. The inside is the original owner's bedroom, and the sofa and coffee table are placed outside for the convenience of entertaining guests.
Qiao Yanran moved the coffee table and sofa away and put a bed over.
She didn't have to live in the same room with Wang Jing - but he felt very mysterious to her, so she had to watch him carefully.
Wang Jing was sleeping outside. If there was any trouble with him at night, she would definitely notice it.
"Wang Jing, you can rest here tonight." Qiao Yanran took a pair of quilts and made the bed.
"Um."
Wang Jing nodded obediently, staring at Qiao Yanran unblinkingly with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, watery.
Qiao Yanran settled down and went to the kitchen to find water. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a note on the coffee table, and she picked it up curiously.
After Qiao Yanran saw this message, she felt a lot more relieved. She took a glass of honey water and took two sips to moisten her throat.
"Dong dong dong¡ª¡ª"
The big iron door was banged heavily.
Qiao Yanran frowned when she heard the knock on the door. She came to see their family in the middle of the night. She must have encountered something strange and weird. She might not be able to get her beauty sleep tonight.
Small fish balls: [¡¡]
The original owner is just fifteen years old now, and her skin is tanned and reflective. What kind of beauty is it? Qiao Qiao probably hasn¡¯t looked in the mirror yet. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com