"...Fell into the Nine Netherworld, fall into the eighteenth level of hell, and never live beyond life!" Mingyue Jun was like a demon, following Qing Ruoshui's silly muttering in his mouth, but suddenly felt that everything in front of him quickly passed away, waiting until the moment of clear consciousness , But I saw that I was still in the carnations all over the place. In front of me was the woman who had led the way for herself. She looked at herself with joy and kept asking: "I know! You know? Right! You know! right?"

Recalling the situation of his talents, Mingyue Jun naturally developed a kind of fear for all the unreasonable things in front of him. However, after being frightened, Shi Cai’s headache consumed too much energy. At this moment, his legs were weak. Mingyue Jun finally struggled and stumbled before running a few steps before falling. At this time, he was caught by a pair of sweet and warm hands. NS.

"Xi'er!" A warm voice came from the top of her head. "What's wrong with this? Why is it so scared?"

Mingyue Jun raised his head and looked at the incoming person, an indescribable peace of mind surged in his heart, always feeling that even if the sky collapsed, as long as this person was there, there was no need to worry about anything. Driven by such emotions, Mingyue Jun couldn't help but "Wow!" wailed out and threw in the arms of the person who came in.

"What are you..." The caller's words suddenly stopped worrying, his eyes fixed not far away, and faintly said "Mo Ling?!"

Not far away, the palace-dressed woman had recovered her indifferent expression, and respectfully saluted "Maidservant Mo Ling, I have seen your Majesty the Queen of Thousand Saints!"

"Ten years of life and death are boundless! You and I have not seen you for nearly 30 years, but the day of goodbye is already a yin and yang!" The person who came was melancholy. "It's just that no matter why you died, you should also put down the dust and enter the reincarnation. Indulging in past hatred will only make you more painful."

"The slave maid understands! Actually, the slave maid has been ups and downs in this palace for decades. What else can't be seen through? Even though there is still unwillingness in my heart, there is no enmity. It's just..." As for this, Mo Ling did not. Going further, I just looked at Mingyue-jun, who was still crying in the arms of the visitor, with a worried look, and then looked at the tombstone not far behind him.

The visitor followed Mo Ling's gaze, his eyes condensed on the blood-colored handprints on the tombstone, and his brows wrinkled quietly and said, "It's actually the blood oath of the heavens!"

The visitor looked at the blood-red handprint, frowned, waved his right hand lightly, and a white light came out and hit the tombstone. After a while, the handprint also released a red light. The red and white lights are intertwined, and the water-like night is instantly bright as day. Gradually, a woman in white appeared in front of the empty tombstone. She knelt on her knees and raised her head to the sky, swearing, "If the water is here to swear the blood of the heavens, I will be motivated in this life." Aunt Ling washes away the grievances of Xuexue. If she violates this oath, she will fall into the Nine Netherworlds and fall into eighteen layers of hell. She will never live beyond life!" As the shadows gradually disappear, the Langlang oath still reverberates in the night sky, although the sound is not loud, but No one can ignore the firmness in her words.

"It's her! It's her! I just saw it! She..." At some point, Mingyue Jun, who was originally buried in the arms of the visitor and weeping, stopped crying, and shouted at the visitor with a shocked expression on his face. The visitor didn't say a word, just looked at Mingyue Jun with that angry, helpless and distressed gaze.

"Niang Niang...Did Mingyue Jun do something wrong?" Mingyue Jun asked tentatively. Yes, the person here is the Concubine Kui of the Thousand Saint Kingdom. Feeling the blame and caring eyes of Concubine Kui again, Mingyue Jun always feels a sense of powerlessness inexplicably.

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