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Chapter 1872: Who is the son calling?

Huang Zezhong took off his tattered gloves and raised his hand to touch a tall tree next to him.

In the next second, an invisible luster appeared, a large number of trees disappeared, and a tall sapphire house appeared in front of Huang Zezhong's eyes. The vermilion door made Huang Zezhong feel very familiar.

There were four words "Qingfeng Villa" hanging above the door. Huang Zezhong couldn't help but walk up the steps and push open the vermilion door.

squeak

The simple and beautiful ancient pavilions and pavilions came into view. Huang Zezhong couldn't help but raise his feet and cross the threshold. The next second the door closed and the house disappeared.

Huang Zezhong was startled and turned his head to look at the door that suddenly closed behind him. He pulled the door bolt and was stunned. The door bolt was stuck tightly and he couldn't open it.

After a few minutes, Huang Zezhong gave up on opening the door, walked to the side and started running. He kicked his feet on the sapphire wall and turned over to sit on the wall. Looking down, Huang Zezhong felt that his legs were weak, and there was actually a bottomless cliff below.

How long had he been climbing just now? It shouldn't be very high, not even a thousand meters high. How could he not see the bottom?

He raised his hand and waved, and a white barrier appeared.

Huang Zezhong jumped off the wall, passed through the hanging flower door and walked quickly towards the front yard. The flowers, plants and trees in the yard felt familiar to him. He walked into the front yard and stopped in front of the big table in the side hall. After a few seconds, he walked towards

Walk to the main room.

Pushing open the door of the main room, he stood at the door and stared blankly at the paintings hanging on the wall of the main room.

He walked quickly to the scroll, looked at it carefully and couldn't help but frown, "Father and mother?"

Two men and women wearing complicated purple clothes were leaning against each other. Although they looked young, their temples were gray. The word "Lanling" written at the bottom of the scroll made Huang Zezhong feel indescribably palpitating.

"Lan Ling..." Huang Zezhong, who was frowning, couldn't help calling in a low voice. It was obviously not a familiar word, but he actually recognized the word.

Looking around, Huang Zezhong walked to the desk, looked at it and opened the book that was still clean. After flipping through a few pages, Huang Zezhong couldn't help but put the book into the space equipment.

He actually recognized these words that were completely different from those written today, and he had never seen them before. It was so strange.

After walking around, Huang Zezhong was confused. He didn't feel familiar with the main house, and the side hall in the front yard was more familiar.

After walking out of the main courtyard, Huang Zezhong walked towards the tall jujube tree on the right. The closed vermilion door came into view. He couldn't help but push the door open and was stunned by the decorations in the yard.

All the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard are hung with white ribbons, and white silk flowers are hung on the doors, windows and pillars.

Huang Zezhong took a step back and looked up at the wooden plaque.

"Purple Bamboo" Huang Zezhong couldn't help but murmur to himself, with unspeakable sadness in his heart. Tears instantly filled his eyes. The heavy pain made Huang Zezhong couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his heart.

He quickly ran towards the main room and pushed open the door hung with white silk flowers. Looking around, the heavy-footed Huang Zezhong walked to a picture scroll.

"Tian Qin" Huang Zezhong couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the girl in the scroll.

The girl is wearing a golden palace dress with dragon patterns, a bun with a golden phoenix spreading its wings, and tassels hanging on the girl's thin face with only a little baby fat.

The expressionless girl is majestic and indifferent, with the look of someone who has been in power for a long time, which makes people stop. Below the scroll is written, the only heir of Yang Xiu, Emperor Jing of Zeguo - Princess Leping, named Lanling, died in Zeguo 108

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, he died at the age of thirty-seven.

After a while, Huang Zezhong calmed down and couldn't help but frown after looking around. He was not familiar with this place at all. He had never been here, or he hadn't been here often.

Huang Zezhong walked to the closet in the inner room, opened it and looked through it. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. They were all women's clothes, not any men's clothes.

Turning to look at the inner room, Huang Zezhong walked to the dressing table, took the open jewelry box on the dressing table, and after flipping through it, he took out a pair of pink-green drop-shaped pearl earrings.

Huang Zezhong couldn't help but think of what Zhao Tianqin said when he snatched the pearl earring that night, "Mine". She didn't like beautiful things, but this thing was originally hers and should be returned to its original owner...

Huang Zezhong walked to the desk. There were more than a dozen scrolls in the painting vat behind the desk. He took one and opened it. He couldn't help but be stunned for the next second.

The man in the scroll is exactly the man in the memory that flashed through his mind when he climbed up the cliff just now, and the man should be him. He has exactly the same appearance, including the red mole on his neck and on his left index finger.

Huang Zezhong couldn't help but put away the paintings in the painting jar. After thinking for a while, he took away all the items in the main room, even the gauze hanging on the pillar.

"Is this a burglar in my house? It was so clean..." A soft and sweet child's voice sounded, but there was a terrible coldness in the child's voice.

Huang Zezhong quickly turned his head to look at the main door, and a woman in a dark green dress with a white veil came into view.

His heart suddenly beat violently.

"Tian Qin" Huang Zezhong blurted out and called.

"Haha... I, Yang Leping, named Lanling, who do you call me?" The woman raised her little hand and snapped her fingers, and the next second the room returned to its original decoration.

"I know it's you, Tian Qin, it's really you..." Huang Zezhong couldn't help but ran in front of the woman, but when he was one meter away from the woman, he hit an invisible transparent barrier. Huang Zezhong tried several times, but still couldn't.

Get half a minute closer to the woman.

"Tianqin, I know it's you. You've never changed to me. And the red moles on your left collarbone and right wrist could deceive anyone. I knew it was you when I saw you." Huang Zezhong followed the woman.

, watching her sit down on the low carved couch in the main room, but unable to get close to her.

"The person you are looking for is in Jiangzhou City, not on the cliff of Lishan Mountain, let alone in the Zizhu Courtyard of Qingfeng Villa." The woman was sleeping sideways on the low couch, the warm wind was blowing, the room was as warm as spring, and outside the window

Heavy snow fell from the sky.

"You are also her, and she is also you. You are one. Can you let her stand up?" The woman in front of her is taller than Zhao Tianqin, and should be 185cm tall.

"It seems that you know a lot. I can make her stand up, but what is she doing when she stands up? Do you want to cause trouble? If you can, you can cause trouble to a paralytic!" The woman pulled off her white veil and said coldly to Huang Zezhong

Smiled.

A terrible chill instantly hit Huang Zezhong. He stared blankly at the woman who looked exactly like Zhao Tianqin. He felt that his mind was getting more and more confused. After a while, Huang Zezhong closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

The woman sneered before saying leisurely, "Don't think that hiding is enough. You can't get worse and worse. Who can erase talent except me, and I have not erased your talent or any ability... Haha...

”.

"It's so boring. Since the subject summons decided to unify, then... I'll be the first one." The woman smiled, and she raised her foot and kicked Huang Zezhong's butt.

The next second, the villa wrapped in the white barrier shattered and turned into green light spots falling on the woman's body. After all the light spots disappeared, the woman also disappeared.

Huang Zezhong was lying in a deep sleep in the middle of the lush forest. After a long time, nine men climbed up the cliff, and a group of people spread out and looked for him in the forest halfway up the mountain.

"Here... the boss is here, come here quickly," a man exclaimed, and quickly ran to Huang Zezhong, who was lying on the ground with his feet on the ground. He quickly turned over Huang Zezhong, checked and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, wake up..."

After a while, eight teammates ran over following the sound, and a group of people surrounded Huang Zezhong.

"The boss looks like he is asleep, but he can't wake up...it's so strange..."

A group of people surrounded Huang Zezhong, and one of them squatted down and grabbed Huang Zezhong's wrist to check his pulse.

Suddenly, Huang Zezhong opened his eyes and quickly looked around. He found himself in a lush forest, surrounded by his teammates. He got up anxiously and couldn't help but cover his butt after a sharp pain.

hiss……

Why does his butt hurt so much?

After rubbing his sore butt, Huang Zezhong felt as if his butt was swollen by Zhao Tianqin's true spirit.

The little girl is always so violent and bullies him without mercy.

"Captain, what happened to you? Why are you lying here? Is your butt injured?" The man looked at Huang Zezhong's butt maliciously. He raised his eyebrows at his teammates with a smile on his face.

"It's okay, just a flesh wound..." Huang Zezhong quickly turned away from his teammates, helpless to his teammates who were watching his excitement.

"Haha... It's so rare for the captain to be injured. What happened to him? A woman? But a woman shouldn't attack the captain, after all... Our captain is so good-looking, so attacking is another kind of attack...

You know..." The man suppressed a smile and raised his eyebrows at the group of people, looking like we all understand.


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