Ye Qiantong shook his head: "Time is in a hurry, he has already left before he has time to tell him." ”

Di Mingjue's strong arms held her in his arms, and his broad white palms caressed her little head, and sighed:

"The vast sea of people, everything is vast, if there is no token, it is indeed difficult to find."

Token?

Ye Qiantong's eyes moved slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at him more.

Di Ming looked desperate at her, he knew what she was thinking, she was guarding against him.

Di Ming smiled helplessly, and her slender fingers flicked her white forehead:

"If this king wants to harm you, you will be wiped out from the first time you took away this king's first kiss, where is your turn to appreciate this king's face here."

Three black lines fell on Ye Qiantong's forehead, and this guy was taking advantage of her in and out of words.

In fact, she was not guarding against him, but she had to be cautious.

The uncle said that she was a reincarnated person, hiding from a life and death catastrophe, and said that "our people are saved", and now she is in a hurry, maybe she is running away from something, or some powerful enemy.

The memories of her and Xiao Huofeng have also been erased, and all of them must be very terrible.

Ye Qiantong only has memories of her past life and this life, but the killing training she experienced in her previous life has made her accustomed to looking at problems from the perspective of things other than things, after all, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, which can make her more sober and make the best judgment.

"What are you going to do next?" Di Ming's fingers were as white as roots, brushing the strands of black hair on the side of her face.

How?

Ye Qiantong thought that Ye Tianming had taken revenge on her uncle in order to get the ghost secret book all these years, and tortured her uncle so badly, she must kill the enemy.

She was thinking about it, when Xiao Huofeng's voice suddenly came to her mind: "That dog thing in the night and tomorrow, you can't kill it yet." ”

"Why?" Hitomi Yachi's mind immediately replied.

Xiao Huofeng scratched his head, and said with a puzzled and confused expression: "I don't know, this sentence suddenly flashed in the brain, as if there was some hint, is this a hint left by the uncle?" After all, he helped me break the seal. ”

Ye Qiantong frowned slightly, and used her brain waves to communicate with Xiao Huofeng: "Do you still remember your previous memories?" Anything comes to mind? ”

Xiao Huofeng scratched his head, scratched his head again, crossed his waist and walked around the space a little irritablely, and said:

"All I have in my mind is the memories of the Nether Ghost Fire state, although occasionally there will be some scattered fragments, but it's like a dream, when I wake up, it's basically gone, and I can't grasp it at all."

Ye Qiantong pursed her lips: "That's it, let's take a step and take a look at it first, maybe I'll be able to remember something when I come." ”

Xiao Huofeng sat on the edge of the Ancient Spirit Spring with a little dejection, and spread his hands: "It can only be like this." ”

Hitomi Yazen and Xiao Huofeng all communicate with brainwaves, and her face looks pensive all the time.

She raised her head and looked at Di Mingjue, and a trace of coolness overflowed from the corners of her mouth: "Originally, I thought that since I had rescued my father, after he was cured, I could directly confront Ye Tianming with a bomb and directly take back the rights of Yefu, but now, this method has been annihilated in the cradle before it has taken root." ”

Who knew that Ye Zhan Xiao was not her cheap father, and now she left a bunch of unpredictable puzzles and disappeared, even if she wanted to find out Ye Tianming, the scum of the wolf's heart, there was no evidence, so she could only let him live for a while longer.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiantong's pair of deep and dark phoenix eyes like a thousand-year-old cold pool flashed with a trace of cold anger, and the corners of his mouth were coldly hooked: