Lying on the comfortable and soft bed in the hotel, Yin Mo, who was tired, was bored and played with the ebony box in his hand.

I have to say that this is a very delicate box, exuding a slightly quaint atmosphere. It's only the size of a palm, but it's unusual everywhere. The whole box is engraved with large flowers from the other side. Legend has it that the tragic flower that grows in front of the Nai He Bridge has no leaves, the leaves have no flowers, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. At this time, it is particularly vivid on this small wooden box, ebony saffron, especially enchanting.

Yin Mo was extremely shocked, with modern carving technology, it was absolutely impossible to make such a beautiful box.

The box is small, but heavy, with a hidden clasp all around. It took her a lot of effort to open the box. However, the content in it surprised Yin Mo even more. In such a gorgeous box, there was only a glass bottle and a withered jasmine. And the moment it opens, the flowers suddenly dissipate into smoke.

No matter how beautiful things are, they can't escape the consumption of time after all. Sighing heavily, she picked up the bottle and shook it gently, and inside it was a drop of incomparably crystal clear liquid, for some reason.

What secrets are hidden here?

Yin Mo was lowering his head in contemplation, but the glass bottle in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the round red birthmark on his wrist was bright and stinging.

I wanted to let go of the hand holding the bottle, but I couldn't break free from the suppression of the light. The moment she lost consciousness, she only had time to see that the liquid broke through the barrier of the bottle, turned into white and melted into the bright red birthmark, and nothing else.

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