3149. Chapter 3149 - Luo Jia discovered the truth 12
She pulled off one and put it in her mouth. The summer Polygonatum is not tender and cannot taste any taste. Moreover, she has taken it before and has not become a function of flying over the eaves and walls. Legend is just a legend, just like
Who can clearly distinguish between those ancient stories that are resurrected from the dead, true or false?
She left Polygonatum and strode towards Luo Jia's tomb.
Her pace was so fast that her heart was almost about to roll out of her chest, and some long-lost fantasies came out again.
Luo Jia must have been hiding in some mysterious place, perhaps, between some ancient branch, secretly peeking at all this?
Maybe this full moon night is like a werewolf, and it will turn into a human form?
She ran so hard, her steps on the hard stone stairs, her voice was so crisp that it spread far away, disturbing the sleeping birds on the trees, flapping their wings.
The moon is white and the wind is clear, and the dew smells so clear between the branches.
"His Majesty……"
It was like dead silence, with only a few big words of indifference, no one, no figure.
There are only pine waves around the tombstone.
Her cold eyes suddenly moved, and as soon as she rushed over, there was a naughty squirrel among the branches of the pine tree. Under the moonlight, a pine cone was thrown at her.
On the side of her body, the pine cones fell to the ground, and with a bang, they were silent and desolate.
She stopped dejectedly and stared at everything around her.
Under the moonlight, there are blooming Naihe grass, one by one, lonely and lonely; the flowers blooming at the top close like lotus pods, and you can clearly see the faint white fine hair on the petals; so,
Planting flowers is also called Baitou. Back then, in order to refine moxibustion strips for Luo Jia, she used this flower ingredient because it has the effect of dispelling cold and expelling evil spirits.
The elixir is still there, and this person has gone.
She broke a piece of Naihe grass in her hand and looked at the miserable whiteness - just like a woman with beautiful face and white hair, so she became a white-headed man?
After a long time, I held Luo Jia's tombstone in my hand, and suddenly I wanted to cry, and I burst into tears.