Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 1686 A Willow Branch

It was as if a layer of crimson light had been plated on the little girl's body, and her figure was faintly visible in the flickering flickering.

Jiang Nai held the scepter in his hand, and the long-lost familiarity and fragmented pictures rushed to his face in an instant.

【What did Shen Mimi bring me here?what is this?a picture? 】

[I don't know the goods, this is the picture of my family's residence in Baoshan.It can be used to great effect!Do not believe you try. 】

【what?It's rather miraculous.This is my birthday gift? 】

【Well, are you happy? 】

She could feel the unspeakable excitement of the scepter vibrating and buzzing in her hand.

After being separated for so many years, Jiang Nai thought that there was no hope of seeing each other again in this life.

Unexpectedly, the scepter was preserved in this palace, this peerless spiritual treasure, in a safe and sound manner.

A look of surprise climbed up her little face, no matter how hard Yan Yunai tried to calm down, it was almost difficult to keep calm and self-sustaining at this moment.

Standing in the middle of the study with a scepter in hand, thousands of thoughts came to mind in an instant.

In the dream and outside the dream, Jiang Nai never wanted to recall the things in this life, as if the ice was broken layer by layer, and it was shattered deep in her heart.

Something, which itself is about to crawl out of the abyss, seems to want to see the light of day again.

[Si'er, the sky is very bright today, it's suitable for you to travel with your arms and chat about life! 】

【Si'er, seeing you smile alone makes me very happy. 】

[Si'er, I am so happy with you alone, I would like to marry you. 】

The hand holding the scepter trembled slightly, and Jiang Nai could hardly restrain the joyful jump of the scepter.

The sound of Si'er Si'er from the bottom of her heart was like a devil's voice penetrating her brain, piercing her wounded heart sorely and painfully.

"Get out!" Jiang Nai's hand holding the scepter trembled deeply, and he couldn't control the feeling of falling into the ice cellar.

Di Qing came back to his senses in an instant, "Who the hell are you?"

How did he feel that this palace, including the scepter in the study, seemed to be built for Jiang Nai alone?

Somewhere, by chance, Jiang Nai opened up all this...

Suddenly, a whistling sound seeped in from the window.

Di Qing turned his head to look, and his pupils shrank slightly.

I saw hundreds of thousands of unknown plant monsters crawling in through the doors and windows.

But it didn't look like they were coming to attack them.

When the cold branches passed by their feet, they had no intention of attacking, but just crawled slowly.

Diqing raised his eyes, only to see the messy twigs shattered into light green light and shadows, rushing towards a white jade porcelain vase on the desk.

All this is too illusory, if you have not witnessed it with your own eyes, it is really hard to believe it.

The plant-type monster that attacked them in the tomb passage just now was shattered into powder in front of them and poured into the porcelain vase?

Di Qing hurriedly stepped forward, "Come and see."

Jiang Nai held the scepter with a dazed expression.

As soon as she turned her head and saw Di Qing standing by the desk waving to her, her blurred eyes moved over little by little, and finally followed him to land on the porcelain vase.

As if struck by lightning, he froze on the spot, staring straight at him.

There is nothing else in the porcelain vase, only a solitary willow branch, with its head drooping there, half black and half black, looks lifeless.

For some reason, Jiang Nai stared at the half-dead willow branch, tears rolling down her face.

He had just seen Qianyuan Palace just now, and when he saw the scepter, he had already swallowed all his tears.

She thought she could face it.

Naihe overestimated his emotions...

(End of this chapter)