Gu Jin turned his head suddenly, and the light illuminated the darkness around him.

An Mingji, who was following her before, and the others were gone.

"Xiao An?" Gu Jin's face turned bloodless in an instant, and she called anxiously.

Except for the cold wind, no one responded.

Gu Jin was terrified in his heart, and immediately returned the same way to find An Mingji.

Through the light in the darkness, you can see her stumbling.

An Mingji, who was missing, had a gloomy face at the moment, and his whole body released a fierce aura that destroyed the world and destroyed the world.

Obviously, he was still closely following behind Ah Jin, but suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and he seemed to be the only one left between heaven and earth.

In front of him was the same mountain as before, but his face had changed.

"Ah Jin?"

He called out Gu Jin's name, and an ethereal echo came from afar.

An Mingji's face became more and more gloomy and terrifying, the air around him seemed to be still, there was no wind, and even the sound of his breathing was extremely clear.

He raised his feet and walked forward, and the distance between him and Ah Jin just now was clearly within reach.

Thinking back to the strange scene just now, An Mingji's fierce gaze became more and more gloomy.

As he walked forward, he shouted, "Ah Jin, Ah Jin?"

Walking somewhere, An Mingji suddenly stopped.

There was a road in front of him, but he couldn't move forward anyway.

It's like there's an enchantment.

An Mingji raised his hand and waved, and the powerful aura attacked away.

The powerful spiritual power did not shatter the so-called "enchantment", and was even directly devoured.

He reached out to touch it, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

If it's an enchantment, it's impossible not to have a response at all.

The spiritual power he hit, even if it couldn't destroy the enchantment, it couldn't be that there was no movement at all.

The slender jade-like hand slowly stretched forward.

An Mingji's hand easily passed through the "enchantment", which made him even more sure that this was not an enchantment.

However, before he could think deeply, the picture in front of him changed.

Solemn and solemn, everywhere in the exquisite European-style decoration hall, people come and go, men and women are all dressed in black, all look sad.

In front of the hall, the huge sacrificial word was reflected in An Mingji's eyes.

"Head of the house, it's time for Madame to be buried. ”

A familiar voice sounded in my ears, a little more steady.

An Mingji turned around and saw Allen, who was standing beside him, obviously mature and more manly.

The corners of the other party's eyes have fine lines over time, which is clearly Allen in middle age.

His body is half-bent at the moment, and he is practicing the etiquette of the Italian royal family, and he can't fault the rules at all.

There is no longer the former hanger, and he is unruly.

An Mingji found a strange height gap between the two.

Lowering his eyes, he was greeted by a luxurious piece of fabric, lightly covering his legs, weightless.

He was in a wheelchair and appeared to be unconscious in his legs.

An Mingji wanted to stand up, but his legs were not intuitive at all, as if he was useless.

This discovery couldn't help but make him frown.

He raised his eyes and swept towards the people around him, these people had frightened faces, and there was nowhere to hide the fear in their eyes, which made An Mingji's body uncontrollable churning.

Where is this?

Except for Alan, who is obviously mature and humane, he is so unfamiliar with everything around him.

And what did Alan say just now?

Madam?

The ugly face of the head of the house met Allen's eyes, and he sighed inaudibly.

Alan walked up behind the head of the house very naturally, expertly reached out and pushed the wheelchair he was sitting in, and headed towards the center of the hall.

There was a coffin of exquisite workmanship, the lid of which was not closed.

(End of chapter)