Huanhuan, "......"

Huanhuan was full of desire to comfort A-Niang's heart was shattered, and there was nothing to comfort.

"He doesn't dare cut off your head. ”

"Why?" Jiang Xiaocha asked himself, "Oh, this is the head of his sweetheart, I can't bear it." ”

Jiang Xiaocha touched his head, turned his face and froze, and finally came back to his strength.

The smile on her face disappeared completely, and the thoughts that had just flashed on the bridge deck took root in her mind, and according to what Fu Rujing said, Sheng Jing was entangled with her previous life.

She had a bad relationship with him.

In the spiritual realm, she also dreamed of a grand scene and a beautiful woman, the girl clearly liked her very much, and she looked very stupid and naïve, this is her in her previous life?

What about Jiang Cha?

Could it be that from beginning to end, she is alone, and there is nothing to do without Jiang Cha?

Only in this way can we explain why after she died, Sheng Jing would visit the grave, why Sheng Jing was so close to her, wanted to get close, but didn't dare, is it a weak heart?

Have you ever betrayed, so your heart is weak?

"A-Niang, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xiaocha's face was cold, Huan Huan looked a little weak-hearted, and he didn't dare to tell her everything from Sheng Jing, Jiang Xiaocha's heart tightened, and the theme that had just been deviated by Jiang Huai was back.

Who is she?

She is the little princess of the alien fire clan, because she fell in love with the grand scene, and caused the people to perish?

So, in this life, will you be repulsed and hated when you see the grand scene?

Jiang Xiaocha breathed quickly, "I'm fine, Huanhuan, I'm a little tired, I'll go to sleep first." ”

If she can hide from the first year of junior high school, but she can't hide from the fifteenth, she doesn't believe that Sheng Jing can hide from her for a lifetime.

Sheng Jing obviously didn't want to talk about the things in her previous life, she didn't really care about it, did she really want to ask her clearly? But Sheng Jing was obviously deceiving her during this time.

Sheng Jing was healing alone, this time the injury was a little more serious, more serious than the last time he was in the crew, and he drank a full bottle of medicine to suppress the dark flowers floating on his skin.

Sheng Jing sat cross-legged in the center of the bedroom, a faint aura lingered around him, and his consciousness spread throughout the palace, and he clearly saw Jiang Xiaocha going to the study.

The study room is several stories high, the collection of books is very rich, Jiang Xiaocha was once amazed, collecting so many antique cultural relics and not going to the country, this person is really dark-hearted.

Only now do I realize that this antique is all his.

Jiang Xiaocha saw the last painting again, a young man in brocade clothes and a little fox, she had dreamed of it, when the boy was just a pale and weak boy.

There is not such a deep entanglement between them, is she the little fox?

Jiang Xiaocha once thought that she was thinking about it day and dreaming at night, but now it seems that this is not the case, she took a deep breath, rolled up the painting, and began to look for ancient books, all kinds of history books record Nalan Sheng's stories very much, but in the study of Shengjing, there are no messy wild histories, and one stroke at a time, it seems that he wrote it himself.

It's all Nalan Sheng's information.

In just a few years as His Majesty, he suppressed the racial war, and indeed killed a lot of people, sealed a lot of mouths, and settled people of several major races by hiding from the world.

At that time, the Terrans won the final victory, and obtained the twin stone mines next to the Purple Gold Flower of the Alien Fire Race, which could be used as a weapon to easily kill the people of the other races.

Those aliens who were once powerful in the eyes of the human race and could not die finally had a way to deal with it, and the emotions of the human race were unprecedentedly high, and they wanted to exterminate the people of the other races, so the blood flowed like a river at that time.