Killer Crossover: Little Miss Waste

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"Zhen'er, Zhen'er... What's wrong?" Shangguan Zhen's shout frightened Han Ming, and he hugged her tightly.

"I saw the founding general!" Shangguan Zhen said to Han Ming seriously, although she couldn't believe it, but she didn't want to lie to him.

"Huh?" Han Ming muttered strangely, and then said clearly: "You must be dreaming! Just now you fell into a coma, and then fell asleep like this for about an hour."

"Maybe!" Shangguan Zhen said with some uncertainty, but it was so real, and she could still feel the coolness of sitting on the ice sculpture bench, but maybe her soul had gone out of her body. [

After sleeping, Shangguan Zhen felt a lot more relaxed, and stood up slowly. The deep sword wound on his back seemed to have no pain as before, and he felt a little cool.

"Zhen'er, the injury on your back?" When Shangguan Zhen stood up, Han Ming saw the injury on her back clearly, and was surprised for a while.

"What's wrong?" Shangguan Zhen was puzzled.

"The wound on your back is almost healed, only a scar is left!" Han Ming unconsciously stepped forward to caress the wound on Shangguan Zhen's back, creaking Dodge.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Shangguan Zhen turned over Han Ming's body, with the same surprise, mixed with surprise: "The one behind you is fine too!"

"I don't think I have any pain anymore!" Han Ming smiled slightly and closed Shangguan Zhen's eyes: "Zhen'er, your wound medicine is really effective!"

Shangguan Zhen watched Han Ming's handsome face magnify in front of his eyes, smiled lightly, and squeezed his smooth face mischievously, until it turned bright red, and then slowly let go.

"Zhen'er..." Han Ming was pinched, but he didn't dare to resist, and looked at her dotingly and helplessly.Lan Jun watched from the side, and slowly turned his eyes away, but his eyes still couldn't help being filled with pain.

"Huh? What's going on here?" Shangguan Zhen turned around, and saw that the entire secret room was empty, and the sculpture and everything were gone.

Han Ming shook his head slightly, with a confused look on his face.The few people stopped talking and walked slowly into the last main tomb, the tomb of the founding emperor Feng Ruoxi.

The two luxurious doors covered with gold threads and silver edges and carved with agate and jade slowly opened with a "squeak", and Shangguan Zhen walked in front. With just one glance, he was overwhelmed by the magnificence inside.