After the sigh, a little melancholy slowly appeared in the air, and my eyes were slightly dark: "thank you for finding the magic jade. At first, I was too persistent and always wanted something to match the infatuation between me and him. I was always unwilling to forgive him, but when I looked back, I found that I had already forgiven him."
Listen, the voice is a woman. Song Ningyu is a little stunned. She can expect her own situation! I can even know that I gave the jade back.
A vague figure slowly appeared in the hall. Kan Hua looked at the beautiful face and exclaimed, "this is the creator of the ethereal family."
The beauty of life, even if it is only a vague beauty, is still unforgettable. The woman looked at the deep sadness in her eyes in the hall: "I'm too proud to let go of my face to find him, but I didn't think that he really went to find magic love jade. If I had gone to find him and put down my face, maybe we wouldn't have so many regrets. Now he's beside me, but he can't hear what I said anymore."
"Ah Yan, even if you can't hear me, I also want to tell you that I love you. In fact, I have put down those small disputes and resentments over the years. Now think about it. Even the quiet stay together at the beginning makes me miss you so much."
After looking at her eyes, they found that there were countless statues in the hall. Those statues were either happy or angry, laughing or silent, but no matter which statue was particularly similar to the man in the coffin. They looked at the statue and fell silent.
Gong Zilin quietly took song Ningyu's hand, lowered her eyes close to her ears and whispered three words. Song Ningyu's back was slightly stiff, and her eyes were a little light red. What's the use of saying these now?
However, song Ningyu couldn't open gong Zilin's hand, so he had to let him hold it firmly. The woman's eyes fell on song Ningyu, hooked her lips and said with a light smile: "thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I couldn't say these words again. The ban that was laid needs to be solved by Piaomiao decision. There are nine floors and 108 forms in this Piaomiao decision. Remember it."
As the woman's words fell into the coffin, an object slowly rose up. There were three words "misty resolution" written above. It was something for thousands of years. I don't know what material it was made of. It looked particularly refreshing. Next to the three words, there was also a flower on the other side, which was beautiful outside the grid.
Song Ningyu was slightly stunned. She stretched out her hand and held the thing in her hand. Between the electric light and flint, the thing changed into a box like thing. Song Ningyu's eyebrows beat. The box slowly opened and there was a jade with special material in it. The jade was purple. It was originally round, but it was divided into five. It was different from the material of fantasy jade, but it was painted on the jade The flowers on the other side, one flower and one leaf, open between two jades respectively, which is extremely enchanting.
The woman clasped her lips and said with a smile, "although this jade is not a magic love jade, it also has an excellent effect of cultivation. Jade is Yin and Yang, flowers are Yang, leaves are Yang, and Yin and yang are double cultivation. You can take it and taste some of the forbidden ones." The figure gradually subsided in the air, and the people looked at the disappeared shadow coldly, and were still immersed in the words.
Song Ningyu holds the jade in her hand and glances at Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin stands beside her expressionless. Just now, those warm and affectionate words seem to have never been said. Song Ningyu puts it away, and the box in her hand returns to the shape of the book.
One hand stretched out towards song Ningyu. He put his palm on the hand and said coldly: "before the coffin of the ancestors, the patriarch, you were so ignorant of etiquette!"
Song Ningyu subconsciously took the book into her arms. Her eyes were cold and sharp. She swept over the old patriarch with a wave of her long sleeve and her eyes were cold: "the old patriarch should know that there are prohibitions in the palace, but she deceived the palace together with song Ningxue. This account will be clear with you after the palace goes out!"
Song Ningxue curled her lips and smiled strangely: "song Ningyu, do you think I'm still the song Ningxue bullied by people in those years! Today I'll show you how far I am now!" her eyes were cold, and a powerful murderous spirit rose as soon as she shot. Song Ningyu was surprised and retreated several steps behind her.
Gong Zilin shouted, "if you dare to hurt her, I want you to live better than die!"
Song Ningxue's action was slightly stiff, raised her eyes and sneered: "life is better than death? Do you think I will care? I've had enough days when life is better than death. Gong Zilin, if you want to scare me, you should find a better word. If it weren't for you, I would still be the emperor of Tang country!"
Song Ningyu coldly hooked her lips: "want to be the emperor of Tang? Song Ningxue, you are just a waste, and you are never worse than me. Why should you be the emperor of Tang? I tell you, as long as you have me, you won't get everything!" song Ningyu glanced aside, and Gong Zilin with cold eyes and clenched fists.
"This is between song Ningxue and me. If anyone intervenes, don't blame me for being rude!" song Ningyu roared. The people who were about to participate stopped their actions one after another. Kan Hua pulled Gong Zilin, who was murderous, and said in a slow voice: "let's take a look for a moment. Ning Yu doesn't look like such a reckless person."
With that, Gong Zilin's face was better. He still looked at Song Ningyu with an expressionless face. He tightly held a concealed weapon in his hand to prevent the cold woman opposite from doing anything too much!
Song Ningxue's whole face turned white. She rushed up and slapped song Ningyu. Song Ningyu resisted. After a few moves, they didn't know how to move up and down. But after a few moves, song Ningyu's face turned white and bean sweat suddenly burst out. Song Ningxue looked at Song Ningyu's pale face and said with a proud sneer: "So your prohibition has broken out! Well, God really helps me. Hahaha, song Ningyu, you certainly didn't expect you to have today! Let's figure it out today!"
Gong Zilin came forward fiercely and gathered a strong force in his hands. The old clan leader on one side fiercely blocked Gong Zilin's body. Song Ningyu covered his chest, sprayed blood, and shouted at Gong Zilin: "this is the matter between song Ningxue and me. If anyone interferes again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
A group of people were fighting around the coffin. Song Ningyu only had to be beaten. The whole person had no power to fight back. She raised her hand and slapped song Ningxue. Song Ningxue slapped song Ningyu fiercely on the wall. Song Ningyu gushed out a mouthful of blood. She slowly wiped the blood from the corner of her lips and stood up slowly holding the stone wall.