Brother Leng knelt there without saying a word, just bearing it silently, Qingyi just watched coldly, but did not stop it. If it weren't for him, Xiaoya wouldn't have lost her life in vain, and she would have suffered a great humiliation.

Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to tear that Mazi apart and break the body into pieces. You wait.

After a while, Qingyi told them to stop. "Let's go, Brother Mo, Brother Yang, Sister will take you to your new home."

Qingyi held Brother Mo with one hand and Brother Yang with the other, and led them to the Peach Blossom Spring.

The bronze door creaked, Qingyi hadn't been here for a few months, but when she came again, she didn't expect it to be like this.

After Qingyi asked Hua Xiangrong to settle them down, she stayed alone in the room that Bei Mingmo had prepared for her.

Entering the attic, around the circle, the tables and chairs carved from fine sandalwood are delicately carved with different patterns, and the delicate and gentle feeling that belongs to the daughter's family is circulating everywhere. Close to the bamboo window, there are a few pieces of rice paper on the rosewood table, a few brushes on the inkstone, and a few budding chrysanthemums on the rice paper, the delicate brushwork seems to declare that the owner of the boudoir is also sentimental, and the purple tulle hanging on the bamboo window is fluttering in the wind outside the window.

Qingyi took off her coat, lay quietly on the bed, closed her eyes, and her mind was full of Xiaoya's voice and smile before her death.

"Sister, sister, the little girl has a hard life, sister, you have to avenge the girl." An ethereal sound came intermittently like Qingyi's ears.

Qingyi opened her eyes suddenly, and suddenly felt that someone was talking to her, but how could she think it was possible? Obviously, the little girl is dead.

"Sister, sister, help Xiaoya take revenge."

Qingyi suddenly sat up and looked around, wondering where this voice came from, in fact, she was not afraid that Xiaoya's ghost had really returned, anyway, she was originally borrowing a corpse to return her soul.

"Xiaoya, don't be afraid, Sister is here, if you come out, Sister will definitely help you take revenge. You come out. Qingyi had already dried up her tears, and they came out like spring water.

Qingyi stood in the room, watching the bamboo window constantly being blown by the wind, and the rice paper being blown loudly.

She knew that it must be the little girl who was reluctant to let them go, so she came back, but she wanted her to show up now.

"Sister, Yaya is ugly now, don't be afraid of me." Xiaoya's voice fluttered in her ears, and Qingyi's heart was about to jump out with excitement.

"Sister, don't be afraid, Sister is really not afraid. You come out. ”

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind blew, and suddenly there was a lot of smoke in the room, and the little girl stood in the center of the boudoir in miserable white clothes, with a cloak spreading, like a female ghost, no, it was a female ghost.

Qingyi looked at her and wanted to rush over to hug her, but when she rushed over, she found herself passing through her body.

Qingyi was extremely sad, "Xiaoya, I'm sorry, it's my sister who is not good, and it's my sister who didn't protect you well that made you suffer this catastrophe." ”

Xiaoya's soul walked to Qingyi's side and wanted to help her wipe her tears, but her hands passed through her body and couldn't catch her at all.

Suddenly, Qingyi's ring suddenly heated, she wiped away her tears, she thought of a solution, she sniffed.

She turned the ring to the left, and her hand was on Xiaoya's shoulder, although it couldn't reach her, maybe it was the only way to take her in.

Time and space distorted, and less than a quarter of an hour later, they were actually inside the ring.

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