Chapter 1353

"Some people and some things, even if they have no memory, she still has to face them by herself." Feng xueyang sighed, and there was no lack of helplessness in his tone. He quietly looked at mingyuejun who had come to the tomb.

Walking to the tomb, mingyuejun was at a loss. He knew something was wrong, but he couldn't help staring at the bloody fingerprints on the tablet for a long time. Besides being too weird, he had to admit that the owner of the fingerprints had a pair of extremely beautiful hands. Er... At least from the shape, the slender fingers were slender and symmetrical, It's not hard to imagine that its owner should also be a rare beauty, not like himself... Mingyuejun subconsciously raised his hands to compare with him. When he looked at him, he couldn't help sighing: how can we say that people can't be beautiful? Especially the palm. Alas! I don't know if I have a pair of beautiful hands? The thin and well proportioned skin looks like a green onion. Looking at the skin again, it's not only as white as jade, but also as smooth as a hand... Cough... It seems that you are a little smelly and beautiful. Mingyuejun stops his narcissism with some chagrin. He looks at the woman waiting, and then at the blood still flowing on the fingerprint. His scalp feels numb, However, I had to make a decision when I was on the verge of success. I had to grit my teeth and stamp my feet to put my fingerprints on the fingerprints. Yo! It's just right. It's like printing it on yourself.

Just when mingyuejun was curious about the fact that the handprint was just the same size as his hand, the mutation suddenly happened: the handprint suddenly flashed a dazzling red light, and then mingyuejun suddenly felt that something along the palm of the hand printed on the stele had penetrated into his blood vessels and meridians and swam up. Mingyuejun was shocked and wanted to withdraw her hand to the stone tablet, but she found that her hand seemed to be grabbed by a force, and she could not take it back, so she was more angry than frightened: is this woman really a ghost? But she never offended her, why did she harm herself? He just wanted to ask. He felt that what he had just got into his body had already swam into his head. He kept pounding at something, which made him have a headache.

Mingyuejun holds her head and falls to the ground with her hand that has been taken back. She keeps twisting her body to relieve the deadly pain, but it doesn't work. Just when she was about to lose consciousness because of the pain, a white light flashed in her mind. It seemed that she saw some inexplicable images: the same cold season, the same dark night, the same empty wilderness, but it was lonely here, without the vibrant grass and the dreamy pink and purple carnations. The tomb was lying there alone, the same wordless tombstone, without the strange blood fingerprints, and the stone color was more bright... Two girls in the distance came from the tomb in their robes, carrying bamboo baskets. They went to the tomb and knelt down together. Three of them kowtowed and straightened up again. One of them said: "aunt! The girl has come to see you. Look! This is your favorite dish: Jasmine chicken, fried double crisp and snowflake crisp As she spoke, she put a few kinds of food out of the basket one by one, while the woman beside her began to shrug her shoulders and sob.

The two women's voices are so familiar that I don't know where to hear them? In doubt, mingyuejun tries to look forward to see the appearance of the two girls, but the woman who spoke before starts to speak again: "tomorrow they will drive me out of the palace. I'm afraid they won't be able to see you for some days. But you don't have to worry about loneliness. Liubo is still here. She will always come to accompany you for me. "