Chapter 9

"Cough, cough Little girl, I'm here to see you... "

As soon as the sound stops, the wrist of night clear off suddenly ignites a burning feeling.

Take a circle pattern on the wrist and float up abruptly.

Night Qingluo stares at the pattern of wrist rotation, and a white light glares in front of you, and the whole person falls into the vortex center of that pattern.

When you open your eyes again, the fog is in front of you. If you look around, you will see a vast expanse of white.

Where or the inn she stayed before?

What the hell is this place?

"Little girl, I'm here." Behind him came the sound.

The night clear falls sharp turn head, see white fog curl between, slowly expose a human form.

It was an old man with white hair, dressed in a white robe, hazy in the mist, unable to see his outline.

"Who are you?" Clear the night, keep an eye on the old man and be ready to fight back at any time.

"Little girl, you summoned me out and asked who I was?" The old man touched his long white beard and answered with a smile.

"I call you?" The night is clear and full of question marks.

The old man slowly explained: "little girl, I am the guardian of your family heirloom. Your blood wakes me up. Isn't that what you summoned me out?"

Heirloom?

"You're not trying to help me, are you?" The night was clear and full of doubts.

Night family heirloom That's the 21st century thing!

It was because of her family heirloom that she was forced to die with those old men who had bad intentions.

She has passed through. Can heirloom still wear with her?

"The mantra on your wrist is the best proof." The old man took a quick step and approached her before the night was clear.

A circle of cold touch, holding her slender wrist.

The night fell, and the heart was shocked and stepped back.

The speed of the old man How fast!

If he really wants to kill himself, she has no chance to fight back!

The night is clear and the face is relaxed, and there is no previous alert.

The mantra the old man said was the pattern of cherry blossom on her wrist?

"This is the heirloom of Yejia, cangshui bracelet." The old man's fingers touched her wrist, and the circle of patterns floated slowly.

Petals one by one form a cherry blossom bracelet.

In a big groove

This Is this the thing that she fought hard to dig out from Yejia's ancestral grave?

Just for such a bracelet, I lost my life

Nima! Is it this broken bracelet that makes her cross?

The night is almost the collapse of the heart.

You know, in her modern life, she is so carefree that she can do whatever she wants, and nobody can control it.

Where like in this strange alien world, her identity, wherever she went, was framed by people.

"Cangshui bracelet has absorbed your blood and has made a blood contract with you." The old man released her hand, "I am the guardian of cangshui bracelet. From now on, I will teach you all the mysteries of cangshui bracelet."

"The profound meaning of cangshui bracelet? What the hell? " Night clear fall eyes, staring at the wrist bracelet, and turned into a mantra, into her skin.

Thoughtfully, she reached out her finger and brushed the cherry blossom like mantra, and thought to herself -

in the previous life, those old men in the night house had been watching the heirloom for a long time.

In order to get the heirloom, even at the cost of their own lives.

It can be seen how powerful this heirloom is!

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