Luo Xing'er felt a little comforted, and she had also suspected it, but now she heard Zhuque say that she could not feel Ji Fan's power and breath, and she suddenly felt a big stone in her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
It is impossible to imagine that nothingness is Ji Fan, and she doesn't want him to be!
"He was originally in the south, how could it be him? Moreover, I think his personality is not very similar to him. I don't think it's him, and he can't deliberately pretend to be another person, he is so proud
God. I'll go in first, hoping that he hasn't handed over the box to Xuanyuan Fu yet."
Luo Xing'er walked silently and approached the small yard, turning over and falling into the yard lightly. She was too familiar with this place, as if she had entered a no-man's place.
She fell in a hidden place and observed the yard with a vigilant eye. She was afraid that nothingness would be in the yard. With his strength, it would be too easy to find herself. Because he likes to stay by the lotus pond in the yard and play the flute.
However, the yard was very quiet, and there was no white figure on the smooth stone beside the lotus pond. Luo Xing'er breathed a sigh of relief.
But the slightest smell of blood suddenly came from the end of her sensitive nose. Although it was very light, it did not dissipate from the yard.
Luo Xing'er was shocked. When she looked carefully, she found that there were some dark blood stains in the grass, which solidified on the grass. Luo Xing'er was shocked. When she and Xuwu were not around, she would find an honest ordinary person.
I helped Bing'er in the yard.
She hurriedly looked up at the rows of simple small houses in the distance, one of which had a faint orange light.
Luo Xing'er's eyes shrank. It was Bing'er's room. She hurriedly ran over, lay in front of the window, and opened the window paper. The first thing that caught her eyes was a black box placed on the table. Luo Xing'er's heart
He jumped violently and was surprised. It was the box in the imperial tomb. Xuwu had not given it to Xuanyuan Fu.
Then she looked inside, but saw a person sitting by the bed, dressed like snow, bent over slightly, and pressed her palm on the bed. The child on the bed was nothingness.
Luo Xing'er was very upset.
"Come out." Xu Wu shouted sternly.
After being discovered, Luo Xing'er was not panicked. She opened the window and jumped in. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if she was coated with a thin layer of frost, staring at her coldly.
Luo Xing'er avoided his murderous gaze and landed on the bed. She saw that the little girl Bing'er's clothes were covered with blood, her face was pale and her hair was messy. Although she had fainted, the pain was twisted.
The expression is heartbreaking.
Luo Xing'er felt cold all over and said anxiously: "What's going on with Bing'er? Why are you seriously injured?"
Xu Wu looked at her coldly: "Someone broke in this morning and killed the person who cared for her, seriously injured her."
Luo Xing'er didn't expect that someone would take advantage of their absence: "Don't you have a barrier?"
"The barrier can only guard against masters, but not ordinary people."
Luo Xing'er was helpless and looked at Bing'er worriedly: "How is she?"
"I can still save her. I am continuing her spiritual power to heal her wounds."
Luo Xing'er breathed a sigh of relief. The vanity was so powerful that she would definitely save Bing'er. Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the black box. Now he was continuing his spiritual power, and Wuxia was distracted. If she took the box away, it would be
It's easy to do...
It seemed that he could see through her thoughts, Xu Wu looked at her with a very strange look, with a smile on his face, his eyes were dark and sarcastic.