Chapter 28

Night Qingluo draws out divine consciousness from Minghuang ring.

At the moment, I fully understand why the old man Cang is so determined that she will be able to rush to the great pharmacist in a short time with her talent.

It is worthy of the supreme space ring!

According to the classification, they are very neat.

There are medicinal materials areas in the medicinal materials area.

There are weapons zones in the weapons zone.

Jewelry area has jewelry area.

……

In a word, it has everything.

And, every thing, is by no means ordinary!

At night, he sighed in his heart: how much money did emperor Moxuan have to collect so many precious things?

And You are so local tyrant. If you give her away, you will give her away!

With these things, it will be sooner or later for her to untie the seal of her muscles and veins.

Tossing for a day, the soul is also in the fusion with this body, the night clear and fall early tired can not.

She avoided the injured arm, rolled over and closed her eyes.

"Da" a sound, when turning over, the arm follows the movement, seems to have touched something.

It's hard. It's very hot.

Night clear down light frown thin eyebrows, open eyes.

Night Qingluo touched the place where the hand was cauterized. Under the thin quilt, there was a protruding touch.

What?

The night is clear, the feeling is coagulated, prop up the body, will open the quilt.

This bed looks shabby, and the material is really good.

After the bedding is lifted, the board is extremely smooth.

It's just that there's a bump on the pillow.

Night Qingluo picked with his hand for a while, and the raised plate was lifted.

It's a small dark box that can be put in by one hand.

The dark space was so dark that nothing could be seen inside.

Night Qingluo pulled a wooden hairpin from his head and poked it in the dark grid. He hit something and made a crisp sound.

She reached for it and took out a square red brocade box.

"What is this?" The night is clear, and doubts frown.

Is there such a thing hidden in this abandoned courtyard?

Is Is it your mother's?

At night, the dust on the brocade box is wiped away, and the tiny lock outside the box is brushed with fingertips.

The finger flicked the lock, the sound was very crisp.

How could a little lock stop her?

Night Qingluo turned out of bed, tried not to move the right arm, to the side of the dresser.

The dressing table is very simple, all wooden hairpins and some small hand-made jewelry.

Night Qingluo rummaged for a while and found it!

A thin long silver needle, used to open that kind of small lock, the most convenient!

No need to spend any skills, the night Qingluo opened the brocade box easily.

Inside the brocade box, there are two envelopes lying on top of each other.

On the envelope, are a few beautiful handwriting: "my child personally opened."

It's A letter from my mother!

This dark lattice is really made by my mother!

Why did your mother hide two letters here?

The night is full of questions.

Take out two letters, night Qingluo is ready to open, fingers suddenly stiff.

The ear moved sensitively.

I heard footsteps outside the door!

Night Qingluo quickly put the letter into the brocade box and put it into the Minghuang ring.

Before she could go back to bed and lie down, the door of her room had been kicked open.

"Not dead yet?"

The visitor is a young man in a blue shirt.

He has a jade pendant on his waist. The cloth is not very good, but it is absolutely not bad.

Young facial features are beautiful and elegant, a bit weak bookish, that childish handsome face, full of deliberate camouflage disgust.

At the sight of the young man's face, the alert expression on the face of the night is slightly relaxed.

Instead, there was a serious sermon look: "Ye Fengyu, these years the college is in vain? That's how the master taught you to talk to your sister? "

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