Chapter 390

Emperor Beiming kept digging all night!

Dark wind looked at the clay covered Zun and sighed in his heart. He had a serious habit of cleanliness. Even killing people would not splash blood on his body, but now he is almost a clay figurine!

Well, Miss nine, where are you? Isn't it a curse to live for thousands of years? How could you die like this?

Xiao Changlao and others are also sad. They want to persuade the emperor Beiming, but they don't know how to persuade them. It is said that Xiaojiu girl will die, which has something to do with them. If it wasn't for saving them, she might not have been watched by heaven!

Suddenly, the dark wind's eyes brightened: "reverence, voice transmission symbol! Will you try to send the phonetic symbols to miss nine? "

Emperor Beiming Mu Ran's eyes had a touch of light, took out the voice symbol, and said with trembling: "black, small nine, where are you? Answer me

As time goes by, the voice symbols are dead and silent without any reaction.

Emperor Beiming in the eyes of the hope wing bit by bit of disillusionment, suddenly roared out a voice: "no! She won't die! She will not die

Emperor Beiming continued to dig the soil with his hands crazily.

Looking at emperor Beiming, who was in a state of madness, Qu Changlao and others couldn't help sighing to themselves. The emperor's son had a deep love for Xiaojiu girl. Originally, they thought that he had taken a fancy to Xiaojiu girl's Tianlei Linggen, which was really wrong with him.

Elder Qu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he suddenly patted his thigh: "prince, the little nine girl will be OK! We are also scared confused! We didn't find anything else except some charred corners. According to common sense, all clothes were not burned, and the spirit tools should have left a trace! What's more, the rolling pin is immortal. Even if it is struck by thunder, it will not turn into fly ash. At least there should be debris

Emperor Beiming is stunned. His thinking is occupied by the panic and despair of losing black things. After listening to elder Qu's words, he can't help but calm down. Yes, black things have not only immortal rolling pin, but also heaven and earth stove, especially the ancient artifact Taixu mirror. How can there be no trace left? The black thing must not be dead! But where did she go?

At this time, the emperor Beiming seemed to be a withered tree, and he was once again full of vitality. The black thing was not dead, and the black thing was certainly not dead!

Emperor Beiming's eyes burst out with a frightening light: "elder Qu is right. Hei, Xiaojiu must not be dead. I'll wait for her here. She will come back!"

They waited for three days and three nights by the pit, but there was no news of Yun Chu Jiu.

Emperor Beiming asked elder Qu and others to return to linghuazong and other news. They sat at the edge of the pit every day and said to themselves:

"Xiaojiu, I will not call you black things in the future. Come back quickly!"

"In the future, my things are yours. I don't care what you want. You want money!"

"Don't you like fruit painting? As long as you come back, you can draw as many as you want! "

"As long as you come back, I'll sing you a lullaby every day. If you're tired of listening to that song, I'll learn some new ones!"

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The dark wind on one side wants to cry and laugh. Miss nine, we have been completely accepted by you. Please show up quickly. If we go on like this, we must be crazy!

Day by day, nearly a month later, there were even fire silk grass growing in the pit, but there was still no news from Yunchu Jiu.

Despite the crazy tremor of the phonetic symbol urging emperor Beiming to return to Tianyuan mainland, Emperor Beiming still stubbornly talks to himself at the pit every day, telling yunchujiu, who doesn't know where he is, his missing, guilt and love one by one!

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