Long shook his head, "I just want to know now, what is the grave marked in this map."
Yang Zimei said what Master saw that day and told him.
Long Zhan's dark pupil eyes were slightly bright, "Is this the ancestral grave of our family?" [
"It is completely possible, otherwise there will be no these patterns." Yang Zi's fingers picked up the peach wood card, "Do you remember these patterns, have you ever seen it? At the beginning, why did you determine that it was related to you related to you
"?"
"It appeared in the dream." Long looked at her all day, "These patterns have always appeared in my dreams, which seemed to be fantasy, so I can't be sure, what's going on."
"I see."
Yang Zimei was still struggling every day. He hid himself so deeply and refused to disclose his information at all. It turned out that he didn't know his information himself.
"Do you know who your father is?"
Yang Zimei couldn't help asking.
Long Tian's brows frowned slightly.
Seeing his brows, Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be tied, hurting.
She looked at him guilty, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask this."
Long pursed her lips all day long, and reached out and touched her hair. "It doesn't matter, because I really don't know who my father is, even my mother has blurred the memory now."
"Are your amnesias back?" Yang Zi asked heartache.
Dragon nodded, "Basic, but during the period of my nostalgia, there was only you and me in my world."
"Um."
For Yang Zimei, isn't it her happiest memory?
"However, it doesn't matter, we will still be happy in the future!"
She reached out and held his hand, lifted her eyes, and looked at him firmly, said.
"Um."
Long stretched out his hand and put her into her arms.
The two were silent for a while. [
There was a knock on the door outside the door. Yang Zimei hurriedly came out of his arms. He opened the door very dissatisfied and found that the knocking door was actually Xuehu.
Xuehu slightly murled his mouth, blinked his pair of pitiful little eyes and looked at Yang Zimi, just like a stray dog on the street, letting life pity.
Yang Zimei originally wanted to scold it, and when he saw it, he couldn't bear it. He touched his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Little girl, you are a bad guy! Last night, I actually let me drink the Northwest wind lonely outside!"
Xuehu cried very resentfully.
"Come on, before you didn't know me before, wasn't it a person drinking the Northwest Wind?" Yang Zimei rolled it with a white eye.
"That's different!"
"What are the differences? Most of them are back to the past."
"Back to the past? Before you know a person, will it feel the same as you recover one person after you know someone? Then I kill your man and let you return to the same person.
Is it? "
Xuehu shouted.
Although it speaks a bit, it is not unreasonable.
Yes, it is completely different after having a person.
She will never endure the days when the dragon is lost.
"Don't be allowed to be bad for him!"
Yang Zimei warned Xuehu Road.
She knows that Xuehu's demon has high magic power and wants to die alone.
"Don't worry, although I don't like him, he is your person, and I will naturally not harm him, and even protect him." Xuehu turned her eyes, "I am a thousand -year -old monster, but I am not selfish and jealous.
People! "
"Well, you are a noble demon, a pure monster, a great demon!" Yang Zi's eyebrows.
"That's natural!"
Xuehu raised his head proudly, "Do you want to be a demon, what can a husband recover?"
Yang Zi's eyebrows are full of black lines!
It seems that the demon is narcissistic like people! [[
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[The update of the next chapter, wait until this evening, and go out in the afternoon. There is no time code word, sorry.]