Ye Hanxiang only felt that her head was a little big, and she felt hollowed out physically and mentally. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Could it be that I missed too many days in the underground palace?

She's haggard, so when will he come back?

Just as she was thinking, Ye Hanxiang's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of bones rubbing behind her.

It turned out to be the skeleton spirit who was saved in the inn that day - Li Wen, Han Li's daughter-in-law. She was walking over with a pair of 'children' in her arms.

Ye Hanxiang hurriedly put away the mirror and looked at her with a straight face: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"My lord, I just wanted to ask...... Our family Han Li, he... Are you okay? ”

Li Wen and a pair of children raised in the space for a while, and at this time, all the moss on the bones was gone.

Although it is still the appearance of bones, there is no longer a smell of rot on the body. There is no pain in the itching of needles and needles.

So in the face of Ye Hanxiang, she was full of gratitude.

After asking what had been buried for many days, she lowered her head and stroked the child's skull. There used to be black and oily hair, but now there is no flesh and skin......

But she also saw it and accepted it.

It's actually not bad to be a skeleton spirit like this, guarding a pair of children and slowly cultivating upwards.

However, he just didn't know what happened to Han Li.

Ye Hanxiang looked at her worried look and put her hand in her pocket, Han Li had written a letter to herself before.

It has not been handed over to her until now.

"Oh. I've been too busy these days, and I'm about to forget if you don't say it—"

As he spoke, he handed the white envelope out.

But before Li Wen's fingertips could hold it firmly, the letter burned.

"Ahh With a tingling pain in his fingertips, Li Wen exclaimed and quickly let go.

So the burning envelope fell to the ground, and a cumbersome pattern was printed on the land.

It looks like a pattern, and it seems to be a mark.

Li Wen's face changed: "My lord, is it our family Han Lihe-"

The worst plan is to fall in love with each other, but in the end they have to kill each other.

She has now defected to Ye Hanxiang with her child, and her future path will naturally develop in the direction of the God of War puppet.

What about Han Li?

Li Wen looked at the burning letter, his expression fell into despair.

Ye Hanxiang hid her emotions in her heart, with a faint smile between her eyebrows, and comforted: "You don't have to worry, when I come back from Tortoiseshell Mountain, we will go back to the underground palace after the matter at hand is dealt with." ”

Sooner or later, some things will have to be resolved. Her long, white fingers twined twice across the ground, trying to cover the mark. But no matter what, the mark remained the same.

She secretly said in her heart that she was really alive, and she continued with a smile on the surface-

"But it doesn't necessarily get him back. You should know that puppets can drip blood to confess their masters, just like me and Mo Quan. So—"

There are some things that she can only say that she does her best.

"I see...... Rest assured, we ...... I will definitely stand firmly on the side of adults. "If Li Wen were a human, it is estimated that his face would be pale at this time.

She understood what the adults meant. So a bitter smile rose in his heart.

Ye Hanxiang smiled, stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't think about it so much, cultivate hard." ”

Li Wen didn't speak again, but just led the child down.

The two little skeleton spirits on their shoulders were still looking at Ye Hanxiang curiously, and they were even eating their fingers.

It seems that they still don't understand what their mother's words just now mean.

Ye Hanxiang sighed, still sitting cross-legged on the ground, retracting her thoughts, revealing her true expression, and looking at this land of hope with empty eyes.

I still can't believe that Nangong is reincarnated like this.

The hair that was originally over the shoulders also grew wildly because of the awakening of the blood spirit root.

Now it's just a little messy behind him, and there is still a little dirt on the ends of his hair.

She remembered the popular words of her previous life:

Treat me with long hair and waist, can a young man marry me?

The red makeup is spread out on the Shili Bridge, envying the neighbors and villages.

Pour wine but respectfully invite, pick up the lamp and get drunk to watch Gillian.

Mandarin ducks are warmed for the Spring Festival, and they accompany you in this life.

When your long hair reaches to your waist, is it okay for my wife to return?

Looking at the grass all over the world, there is no ethereal wife.

After several prosperous times, it is still prosperous, but there is no nostalgia for tonight.

Traveling all over the world is also free, and I wish to grow old with Qing.

Wait for my long hair and waist, can you come to me?

Looking at the gentlemen in the world, there is no leisure.

After several times in the world, it is still in vain, but the words are wasted tonight.

Where to know the meaning of the sky, and always wish to grow old with you.

Ye Hanxiang lowered her head, her delicate hand brushed the long hair behind her, and a teardrop turned in her eyes for a long time, and finally couldn't help but slip down.

Her hair had grown, but the boy was gone.

Choked up and sat on the ground crying, thinking that he might be able to meet him on the way to Tortoiseshell Mountain.

Because behind the tortoiseshell mountain is the demon world.

It's the closest to him~

But I didn't expect him to leave.

Why is this man always like this, thinking he is very clever, but he is always so selfish and does not consult himself about anything.

The matter of the Blood Spirit Root is. It's also going to go.

He wouldn't tell himself anything.

Ye Hanxiang sat on the ground with hatred, and her tears fell like a flood that opened the floodgates.

After a while, there was a puddle of water in the ground.

She murmured: "Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, how about Nangong return?" The three-life stone is engraved in the present dynasty, and Meng Po asks for knowledge in front of the stall......"

Meanwhile, Number 19 hides behind the temple and sees all her sadness and sadness in her eyes.

"It turns out... You love him so much. ”

But there was some joy in the heart of the 19th......

At this time, the know-it-all sighed: "Eh, my ancestors, don't cry." You're going to freak people out when you cry like that! ”

Ye Hanxiang wiped a handful of tears, and suddenly stopped crying and said, "What, did I scare you?" Is there anyone as comforting as you? ”

A hundred lifetimes of reincarnation!

She wasn't sure how long she would live. Maybe someone will find out tomorrow, and someone will kill someone the day after tomorrow.

If you don't do it, you'll never see each other again in this life.

The girl's eyes were red and swollen, and she was still a little excited, holding the bronze mirror and roaring angrily.

If this scene was seen by someone from a certain ball, Ye Hanxiang Bacheng would be sent to a mental hospital.

The know-it-all covered his ears and avoided Ye Hanxiang's indiscriminate bombardment.

I thought, obediently he is really smart, I really don't know what men in the world think, how easy a person is, why should he bring a daughter-in-law as a drag oil bottle.

No matter how much you like Ye Hanxiang, you have to coax it well, and it's not okay to coax it wrong. From his point of view, Nangong Lieyan really has nothing to be sorry for her.

So the know-it-all was also a little helpless, turned around and found a sign, and wrote two big characters of Jin Huanghuang: "Hugh!" Karma! "I hung it on the frame.

Ye Hanxiang glanced at the two big words, and his temper also came up: "Hey, where did he reincarnate in his first life?" ”

Now calculated, Xiao Nangong should be five years old.

"What are you going to do? I don't know. ”

"Hey, do you say it, don't you say it...... Ye Hanxiang simply picked up the mirror and knocked it on the ground.

The jack-of-all-trades in the mirror only felt like the sky was shaking all of a sudden, and he was like a ball that made people keep slapping and shooting......

In a few moments, there were countless bags on my head! (To be continued.) )