Chapter 549

Long Geng also quietly raised the clothes, but also knelt down.

But Lu Heng was just wearing the old clothes and staring at those gold and silver beads.

Once again, he stepped on the gold and silver beads on the ground, and then kicked them away.

"Childe, Changqing's eyes are sour," the lady is no longer here... "

"Shut up!"

Brand Heng purses his tiny purple lip piece, and his face is also very cold and fierce.

"She won't die, it's not her."

Yes, she won't die, Shen Qingci won't die. He absolutely doesn't believe that she will be burned to such an extent that he can't even see a little good skin.

Only by means of a string of silver bells and a few silver beads, it can be concluded that it is her. He does not believe it, and he absolutely does not believe it. Even if he digs the land for three feet, he will find her out.

Changqing just wanted to talk, but Changgeng shook his head.

Changqing could only open his mouth and then shut it up, and then he did not dare to say it again. The temperament of brand Heng was always stubborn and terrible. What he insisted on, even if it was broken to pieces, was impossible to change.

Changqing took off his cloak and carefully covered it under the charred corpse. Now he carefully wrapped up the body and picked up the silver beads on the ground one by one, and put them on the side of the corpse to let people look at it. It is absolutely impossible to let his wife suffer any harm.

In fact, they have already affirmed that this is Shen Qingci, but in the end, they still look for a glimmer of hope because of his refusal to admit it. Even if it is so remote, it is always better than going to see a dead person who has been burned beyond recognition.

Even if such hope is really slim, it can not happen.

However, even if they spent a day ceaselessly, they still did not dig out anything. They just dug out a few other bodies. Even men and women could not be distinguished, because people were all burnt into a ball. Only from what they carried, could we know something about it.

Another day passed, and it was night.

Standing on the ruins of this piece of ruins, many people are still buried here. A rain and a fire nearly cut off all the possibilities of survival, but he somehow still believes that she is still alive, she must still be alive.

But now he is extremely regretful, and even repents. Why is he not better than her? Now, he can't even remember. In the end, he said a few words with her?

It's fate or luck.

Even if it is really destined that his pillow will bear all the injustice for him, then why doesn't he do better? He will use all his own to protect her, rather than just stay away, until now, it is the separation between heaven and man.

No, he shakes his head. She won't die.

She will not die, so no matter whether others give up or not, he will not give up. He will always look for it and keep looking for it, even if he digs three feet.

At this time, it was the sixth day of the collapse of Tianxiang building.

No one can live without eating or drinking for six days. Only brand Heng is still holding such an illusory insistence. He is still here. He is not willing to stop for her, let alone believe that she has died.

At night, the wind is extremely cold, like the flesh and blood on his body, but he is ignorant and senseless, allowing those winds to move his clothes, depressing his black eyes, and such a strong smell of dust, when blown by the wind, I don't know where it is blowing down?

He went forward again, only to see something strange.

What is that?

He took a step forward.

It's like light. It's light coming from the ground. It can't be seen or felt in the daytime. Light.

He strode forward, but also went to that place before the light, the light is really from the underground.

"Ah Ning, ah Ning, but you?"

He quickly squatted down the body, but also his ears close to the ground, want to hear whether there is any sound inside?

"Ah Ning, if it's you, try to make a sound."

Suddenly, not long after, there seemed to be a thumping sound from below, like the percussion between stones.

"Evergreen, Changgeng!" When they heard Luo Heng's voice, they immediately stood up and ran away.

"Childe, what's the matter?"

Changqing rushed forward, but where is wrong?

"Dig in from here."

He squatted on the ground and patted the ground gently, "she's inside."

"She Who is she? "

Changqing took a breath. Yes, who is she? Can it be Shen Qingci?"Who do you say it is?"

Brand Heng thinks that he doesn't want to say too many words, and he is not willing to explain too much. All the explanations are useless. First, he wants to save people. Then he can be absolutely sure that Shen Qingci is at the bottom and can't be wrong. His intuition tells him and his feeling tells him.

Moreover, this light is the light of the night pearl that Shen Qingci carries on her body. She carries the night pearl all day long, so it is her. He believes in his own intuition, and also believes that she will not die so easily.

Life may have a thousand difficulties, thousands of hardships, but so unwilling to die, that is not Shen Qing's resignation.

Changqing quickly called people over, but also carefully pushed the things above.

Brand Heng thinks, stick his ear to the ground again.

"Ah Ning, if you are in danger for a while, knock down the stone for me. If not, how about three times?"

There came a sound of high stone. She heard it. She also Yes.

There are torches all around. Changqing carefully opened a hole in the ground and moved out all the things inside. Of course, they still know how to audit the terrain.

This opening, far from the light of the night pearl, avoid falling things, hit the people inside.

But at this time, they did not know, just under the ground, in a small space, just by two wooden pillars and half a big tree separated a safe place.

Shen Qingci sat there for six days. For six days, she was here. The place was very small, so she could only sit. It was also because of this small space that she survived.

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