"It's supposed to be witchcraft." Ming Ruohan didn't know how to explain it.

He only knows that he must not act rashly now.

What is the situation of Xiao Qian now, and what has the devil done.....

He didn't know it!

He really didn't know what else he could do, except for being silent for the time being and pretending not to know anything!

"Witch?" The dark shadow's eyes widened.

"When will the clouds arrive?" Ming Ruohan tried to keep himself calm.

The black shadow hurriedly replied, "Master Tianyin will be here in two days. ”

Ming Ruohan frowned when he heard this, his eyes fell on the shadow reflected in the lights in the room, and the emotions in his eyes were surging.

house.

Leng Miqian sat quietly in the hall alone, turning his head to look in the direction of the back room from time to time, his face covered with scars was full of boring looks.

I wanted to sneak into the back room to see the situation, but when I thought of the master's instructions before leaving, I had to wait in the hall with my temperament.

As the minutes passed, the cold gaze fell on the golden fruit in front of the table for a while, and then on the elegant and chic furnishings in the room.

Until..................

It wasn't until Leng Mi's shallow gaze inadvertently swept over a place in the room that his eyes, which had been bored a moment ago, suddenly lit up.

Bookshelf?!

Leng Miqian suddenly lost his sleepiness, and almost straightened up on the chair, his eyes full of curiosity.

She just wanted to see what was on the bookshelf, but unfortunately the middle was stopped by the master.

Right now.....

Leng Miqian quietly turned his head and looked in the direction of the inner room, listened carefully to the movement of the inner room, and after a long silence, he got up and walked towards the bookshelf.

It was an ordinary bookshelf that couldn't be more ordinary.

Whether it is the texture or the texture on the bookshelf, it is ordinary that Leng Mi is not able to pick out the slightest exquisiteness.

But just this inconspicuous thing made her unable to take her eyes off.

Walking in front of the bookshelf, Leng Miqian quietly looked at the neat books on the shelf, trying to find out where the familiarity in his heart came from.

His eyes swept over the books on the shelves one by one, and Leng Mi carefully looked at the names of each book intently.

After a long time, when Leng Miqian withdrew his gaze from the bookshelf, his eyes were already sore and faintly swollen.

What's going on?

Obviously she felt that she had an indescribable familiarity with this bookshelf, but she still didn't have a clue why she stood in front of this bookshelf and scanned all the books on the shelf.

Could it be that her feelings were wrong?

Leng Mi's shallow gaze swept seriously towards the books on the bookshelf, and the blankness in his eyes was a little fuller.

She had a headache when she looked at those books, even if she had been here secretly before, but she wouldn't come here to read openly, right?

Not.....

Leng Mi lowered his eyes in thought, and his eyes looked at the bookshelf itself again.

If.....

If not a book......

That.....

Leng Mi's eyebrows were tightly locked, and the brilliance between his eyes burst out like arrows.

Bookshelf?!!

That's right! If it's not books that make her familiar, it's the bookshelf itself!

Leng Miqian's eyes looked at the bookshelf again, only this time, her attention was all on the bookshelf itself, and finally, after comparing left and right, she suddenly saw that the lower left side of the bookshelf was a little more protruding than the right side.

It's a dark grid?

Leng Miqian was like a new big 6, and his heart began to get excited.

Fingers lightly touched the protruding part of the shelf, and after a moment of contemplation, the fingertips pressed down heavily.

The hidden lattice mechanism of the bookshelf is so delicate that when the bookshelf turns into a movable door and moves away from Leng Mi Qian's body, there is no abnormal sound.

Dumbfounded, he withdrew his stunning eyes, and only then did he realize that behind the bookshelf was a wall door.

The ghost envoy stood in front of the wall door like a god, and after being stunned for a long time, he suddenly looked back and subconsciously looked in the direction of the inner room.

Hmm, Master seems to be still busy!

Does that mean she still has time to probe behind the door?

After thinking for a moment, Leng Miqian made sure that there was no sound in the inner room, and then he focused his attention on the wall and door in front of him again.

Her master is the most important one, she doesn't want to be distracted and hurt by her master for a momentary curiosity!

Gently attached to the wall door, Leng Miqian skillfully knocked on the wall door with his fingers, and listened carefully to the sound of echoing from the wall.

For some reason, Leng Miqian was sure that this wall door was not dangerous, it was almost a flash of lightning, and she used a strange technique to open the secret lock on the wall door without even thinking about it.

The door slowly tore a corner of the darkness, and Leng Miqian was in surprise for a long time.

Thinking back to the series of actions she had just made, she almost screamed in panic.

The unconscious reaction of her body made her feel terrified for no reason.

She obviously didn't have time to think about anything, but her body was one step ahead of her brain to skillfully execute the movements, just like when she just opened the wall door, that strange technique was obviously the first time she had seen it, but she was very skillful, as if she had opened it countless times!

She was still reminding herself to be careful of the hidden weapon behind the wall door last moment, but she opened the door with both hands without any scruples, as if she was sure that there was no danger behind the wall door!

Sky! How so?!

What the hell happened to her?!

Slowly entering the room behind the wall door, the dark sight made Leng Miqian's eyes narrow, but it was only a little effort, and when Leng Miqian looked at everything in the room again, his eyes had already adapted to everything in the dark.

The sharp eyes scanned the dark room, looked at the empty dark room, and the cold shallow pupils were surprised.

It turned out to be an empty dark room?

Leng Miqian couldn't understand it, she couldn't have imagined that the dark room she was familiar with for no reason would be an empty room!

Pacing in place, Leng Miqian was about to leave the house, when his eyes suddenly fell on a corner behind the wall door, and he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

It was a backpack, and the colors were hard to see in the dark, but the unique style made Leng Mi's memories roll over.

This backpack .....

...... So familiar.....

She seemed to remember that she had carried this backpack through the streets in the night.....

She seemed to remember that everything in this backpack was put in by her own hands......

What's going on?

Could it be that this backpack is hers?

But.....

But how is this possible?

If this is her backpack, then why is it here?! Will it be in the dark room in Princess Da Zhou's boudoir?!

His eyes fell on the backpack in the corner, and Leng Miqian's mind suddenly began to pass one blurry scene after another uncontrollably, and he wanted to stop but realized that his efforts were in vain, and he noticed that his head began to ache faintly, and even his vision began to slowly blur, and Leng Miqian secretly screamed that it was not good!

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had a headache like this, she only knew that every time she had a headache, she would have a heart-rending pain, and if it hadn't been for the timely appearance of the master every time, she really thought that she would die of pain like that.

subconsciously wanted to call the master, but as soon as the voice reached his mouth, Leng Miqian bit the corner of his lip to prevent himself from making any sound.

No!

Master said he couldn't be disturbed!

If she screams for help now, won't it hurt Master?!

Her master is the most distressed person in her, the master is already very weak, she can't add to the chaos!

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