Chapter 793

At that time, she planned to go to the land of immortals. Before going, she actually wanted to tell him the news that the original Lord had died. After all, he loved her so much. Now the soul of the original Lord can still let their father and daughter see each other for the last time. If they are reincarnated in the future, they will not see it.

Perhaps it is because downing mentioned her father, the original owner was silent, did not speak.

Although the original owner didn't speak, but downing knew what she was listening to, so he continued: "although he didn't say anything, I think my father knows something. He may be aware of my difference and realize that I am not the original you, but he dare not think, dare not say, and dare not to poke the truth."

"So I thought, find a chance to talk to him! After all, you are still here. If your soul has already dissipated, maybe I will keep this secret forever and won't tell him, but now the situation is different. "

"Let me think about it." The faint voice came out, with a trace of loneliness, after the sound came out, it was quiet again.

Tang Ning did not say more, but continued to drive her way, in front of the small black fly, sometimes looking back, one person a bird grazing, tired, directly resist the green bamboo and fly to the air.

One day later, in the evening, she was walking along the hill road, but she saw a small hillside where the weeds piled on the mountain road. Some of them were standing on a wooden card, and some were folded with something and left there. There were weeds and gloomy air around her.

"Tut, I ran into a mass grave."

She murmured, glancing at the other side, and quickened her pace to the front, where there was a town to eat and rest.

She continued walking along the mountain road for about half an hour. When she saw the city gate in front of her, she couldn't help smiling and went to the city gate. However, just as she was preparing to enter the city, someone came out with a wooden cart, on which were several corpses rolled up with straw mats.

However, when she passed by the wooden cart, she clearly felt that there were still two living bodies among the bodies rolled with straw mats.

"Wait a minute." She began to call the man with the wooden board and asked, "who are these people?" As he spoke, he reached out to uncover the mat.

"Ah, you little monk, how can you do this? These are dead people, and no one claims them. They are to be taken to the mass burial mounds. " The man saw that the little monk actually reached out to uncover the mat, so he stopped him.

"The dead?" "But there are still two living ones in it," he said with a smile As she spoke, her hand had already pulled a corner of the straw mat and saw two curling figures rolling out with her.

"Eh?"

She was slightly surprised to stare at the two men lying on the dead. She had seen some accidents. However, the situation of these two people seems to be not very good. Both of them are purple and black, obviously poisoned, but have a weak breath. If it was not for her accomplishments in building the foundation, it is estimated that they would not be breathing.

"You little monk, why don't you let the dead live? What are you going to do The man saw that he actually pulled off the straw mat. He was annoyed and began to push him away.