The meteorite was cold, as if the air around it was chilling from a refrigerator.

Ning Fei'er shuddered and slowly walked to the soul coffin.

The coffin is in a translucent state, and it is full of light, and I don't know what texture it is made of, and when you touch it, it has an extremely cold chill.

Inside the coffin is a woman, to be precise, the soul of a woman.

This woman has a beautiful appearance, a gentle and demure demeanor, and there is an inexplicable holiness in the haze. She seems to have an inexplicable special temperament that can calm people's minds!

At this moment, she was lying quietly, like a white lotus, swaying between life and death.

For some reason, after seeing this woman, Ning Fei'er felt a sense of intimacy in her heart.

She subconsciously reached out to touch the woman's soul.

Just when the fingertips touched, a suction force was instantaneous, and then a strange picture suddenly appeared in Ning Fei'er's mind:

In the picture, a little girl about ten years old, holding a delicate chin and pouting pink lips, is sitting at the door of a luxurious village, looking at her eyebrows, she seems to be a little angry.

"Stinky daddy, bad daddy, don't let me go to Donghua Mountain to play, and I won't pay attention to you in the future. ”

The little girl kicked the stones off her feet in a huff.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there is a huge dragon, the whole body is golden, take a closer look, it is enough to be a hundred zhang long.

However, this terrifying dragon was like a little cat at the moment, nesting at the door obediently, and when he saw the little girl kicking the stones, he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran back.

"Miss, who provoked you, you can hang an oil gourd with a pouting mouth. ”

A teasing voice suddenly came.

When the girl looked back, it was an old man in a green robe walking slowly, and the old man was holding a little girl about six years old, with black skin, like coal.

Seeing this old man, the girl immediately burst into a happy smile.

He walked over with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Old Wen, are you here to take me to the Xianxia Sect to play today, you said last time, the Immortal Feather Divine Crane of your Xianxia Sect has been cultivated, and you want me to play." ”

"Next time, I will definitely take you next time, I came this time to send you a companion to the eldest lady. ”

Wen Lao said with a smile.

The girl's eyes rolled, and fell on the dark-skinned little girl next to the old man, and said with a frown: "Shouldn't you send me a maid, I have Ping'er, don't be so much." ”

"Miss, this girl is very pitiful, her parents are dead, she is wandering outside, she can't even eat a steamed bun, you are pitiful, adopt her, and she happens to have a playmate. ”

Wen Lao smiled and persuaded him.

"But...... She's too dark, too. The girl muttered.

Maybe the girl's words were too hurtful, and the little girl began to cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry......" The girl was startled, and hurriedly hugged the pair in her arms, both helpless and comforting: "Okay, okay, you will be my maid in the future, you have to be obedient and obedient, you know?"

The girl looked up at Wen Lao: "By the way, what's her name?" ”

"No name. Wen Lao shook his head.

"No, Miss Ben will give her one. The girl thought for a long time, her beautiful eyes lit up, pinched the little girl's face and said: "Just call you Liu Zhen, I hope you will be white and clean in the future, and you will be beautiful and ......bright."

……

As soon as the scene turned, another picture appeared in Ning Fei'er's mind:

At this time, the girl has grown up, becoming a beautiful girl of eighteen years old, and is taking the two little maids behind her to the wild mountains and jungles to catch monsters.

"Miss, don't go inside, the monsters in there are very powerful,"

Liu Ping persuaded with a bitter face.

The girl carried a jasper longbow on her back and said disdainfully: "Cut, I am also the holy daughter of the Broken Immortal Ya, and what other demon beast can beat me." ”

As she spoke, a huge tiger with nine tails suddenly burst out of the jungle and pounced on her.

"Miss be careful!"

The two little maids exclaimed.

The girl didn't react for a while, and watched the tiger pounce on her, and the bloody mouth seemed to bite her head off in the next second.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the girl, and with a loud bang, the tiger flew upside down, twitched on the ground a few times, and then lost its life.

The girl came back to her senses, and there was a young man standing in front of her.

The man's eyebrows are like starry eyes, the contours of his face are like a knife, and the eyes under the sword eyebrows are blazing, mysterious, and profound......

For some reason, at this moment, the girl's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot inexplicably.

"Be careful. ”

The man dropped a word and walked deeper into the jungle.

Stunned, the girl suddenly reacted and shouted at the man's back: "Hey, what's your name." ”

"White Emperor Xuan. ”

A moment later, an indifferent voice came.

……

Six years later, the maiden was a woman.

The woman was sitting in the room with her two-day-old baby in her arms, looking apprehensively at her husband in front of her.

The other person holds a delicate and small compass in his hand and places it on the baby's arm.

After half a ring, the man stood up with a blushing face.

"Di Xuan, how is it? The woman asked nervously.

The man was silent for a moment, and spat out a few words: "No Spirit Root!"

"What!?" the woman's beautiful face turned white and said in a trembling voice, "How is this possible, this ...... This...... How could Yang'er not have a spiritual root, could it be that the magic weapon was wrong. ”

"It's been changed for ten, can it be wrong!?"

The man clenched his fists, slammed the pillars of the room, and walked out of the room.

"Is this so, is it ......" The woman muttered blankly, as if she remembered something, and an incredible expression appeared on her face: "Could it really be that person who sucked away my Yang'er's spiritual root?"

"Impossible, impossible......"

……

Pictures and scenes filtered through Ning Fei'er's mind like film films.

There is joy, there are tears, there is sadness......

After a long time, Ning Fei'er came back to her senses, withdrew her hand from the other party's soul, and muttered, "It seems that those scenes just now are all the memories of this woman." ”

Looking at the beautiful eyes, there are three words engraved on the side of the coffin - Liu Ruqing!

"From today on, this soul coffin will be guarded by you......" His Royal Highness Nine walked up to her side and said lightly.

The jade finger was at the center of the other party's eyebrows, and a mysterious and terrifying power appeared in Ning Fei'er's body, which made Ning Fei'er go from an ordinary little martial artist to a master monk in an instant.

"Remember, your life will be linked to this coffin, and if one day this coffin is robbed, your life will be gone. ”

His Royal Highness the Ninth said lightly.

"Yes. ”

Ning Fei'er nodded and sat cross-legged on a pu fan in front of the coffin.

Beautiful eyes looked at the soul coffin and murmured: "The coffin is here, and the coffin robs people and dies......"

As the words fell, an ice sculpture mask appeared on her face, like a flower on the other side, lifelike, and at the same time, her body was also covered by a thin ice sculpture.

At this moment, her fate was sealed......

Become a coffin keeper, tens of millions, or ten thousand years, guarding the soul of this Liu Ruqing.

The coffin is in the people, and the coffin is robbed...... Death!

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