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Chapter 360: The Secret History of Three Cities 5

The Secret History of Three Cities (5)

Only then did Jiu'er realize that the mask on Wen Renjue's face was actually made by Dugu Yue...

That is not an ordinary mask, but an extremely sophisticated mechanism. Once it is put on, no one can take it off unless the mask owner does it himself.

Even he, the mask maker.

However, when Jiu'er took the two masks in his hands and played with them, he couldn't find the mechanism in them. No matter how you looked at them, they were just ordinary masks.

The atmosphere when the six people met was quite good. Maybe people are divided into groups. Although the three brothers have different hobbies and personalities, they are very harmonious and harmonious together...

Their other half, including Jiu'er, Su Xin and Qiu Ran, also have different personalities, but they just hit it off so well. When they met, they immediately felt like friends they hadn't seen for many years, and they were extremely happy.

For them, the real wedding takes place in these three cabins.

Their ancestral tablets were erected in one of the rooms, and the six of them worshiped together and spoke nothing but some Mandarin.

What puzzles Jiu'er is that in the corner of all the tablets, there is an unnamed tablet, and that tablet is not so clean, but has a little red mark, which is as vivid as a human being.

of blood.

What surprised Jiu'er even more was that Wen Renjue specially took her to pay homage to that tablet, but others did not.

As for Wen Renjue, he just kowtowed to the tablet without saying a word. What was even more weird was that at the end...he actually moved in front of the tablet for some unknown reason and took out a silver needle.

He held Jiu'er's hand with a serious look on his face, "Jiu'er, don't be afraid."

Jiu'er shook her head. Although she didn't know what he wanted to do, she believed in him.

Wen Renjue just stuck the silver needle into her finger. The slight sting quickly passed, and a drop of bright red rolled out of her fingertip.

Wen Renjue held her hand again, letting the blood from her fingertips roll down on the tablet, forming another spot of bright red, just like the other spots, as bright as the other spots, not at all diminished by the passage of time.

fade, darken...


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