My fingers slowly circled. These eunuchs should be the most loyal lackeys in the wine shops.

Jiang Meier and Wang Huanzhi were really sold by others, and they counted the silver for others. After counting the silver, they had to say thank you to others.

I pray that the soldiers of Jingque took dangerous moves, and this move was very good.

It seemed that I had let go of me, but it was always revealed that others told me that I was Sun Wukong in his hand. Even if I could churn a thousand miles apart, I could not escape his palm.

Even if he is not by my side, countless people will supervise me for him.

I pushed away the person who supervised me and came to Jiang Meier's room.

In the desert border, water is a rare thing, but Jiang Meier is taking a bath in a large bathtub.

I thought her face was good, but in fact she didn't. The exquisite makeup covered all the traces on her face, becoming petite, cute, and extremely tender.

My arrival made her panic cover her face: "Who asked you to come in, get out of here."

I slowly walked to her bathtub, pulled a chair and sat down: "Don't cover it, I know the best about what you look like."

Jiang Meier looked at me angrily, wishing she could climb out of the bathtub and bit me to death, "What are you going to do if you don't sleep so late?"

My legs crossed and raised, my elbows were placed on my knees, and my palms supported my chin: "Of course I would like to discuss with you how to recover from the dead."

When Jiang Meier heard this, she became excited. The water in the bathtub was rustling. She grabbed the edge of the bathtub with both hands and looked at me suspiciously: "Are you so kind all of a sudden?"

I smiled and said in a short while: "Of course I wouldn't be so kind, because I'm also looking for a way to resurrection. I want to resurrect my father." The mobile phone will remember it for a second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

"I want to resurrect my Chuxue and everyone killed by Helian. I want to resurrect them, but I am alone and cannot go to the place where I resurrect. I must cooperate with you."

Jiang Meier suddenly smiled, grabbed the edge of the bathtub and burst out gently: "Let me cooperate, where is the place to resurrection? What are the innate conditions required?"

"You need the blood of the holy objects in southern Xinjiang." The lie was heard without any pressure, his eyes were calm, without any slight tide, as if it should be like this: "You also need the blessing of the high priest of the southern Xinjiang."

"You lied to me." Jiang Meier didn't believe what I said, and her voice denied me fiercely: "What kind of person is the high priest in southern Xinjiang? How could he meet you and me?"

I knew she didn't believe that I would question me. It's okay. I asked, "In this world, who doesn't want to be resurrected from the dead for generations?"

"You have never thought about why the ninth prince Si Yanting and the little princess Si Sizi in southern Xinjiang kidnapped me. Wasn't it because I was resurrected from the dead?"

Jiang Meir's eyes sterned and she quickly thought about it.

Seeing this, I stopped talking and waited for her.

In an instant, she stood up from the bathtub, and her delicate body was indeed capable of making the man's blood swell.

She stepped over the bathtub and stood naked in front of me and believed me, "If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely tear you into pieces."

"I will never lie to you." I said with a smile: "After all, the high priests in southern Xinjiang and the holy relics in southern Xinjiang are something that I, a little girl, cannot touch."

"It's good to know." Jiang Meier picked up her clothes and wrapped her body. Her hair was wet and there were no scars on her face. She looked like a lotus. Her chin raised her eyes and showed a proud look: "You are alone now, only I can help you."

I put my legs on the ground, stood up with my hands on my legs, "I reached an agreement, when will we set off?"

"Of course tomorrow morning." Jiang Meier's eyes flashed with confusion, "Or why do you think?"

I suddenly realized it, reached out and yawned to her mouth, and walked towards her bed: "Then call me tomorrow morning, but your bed will look comfortable and thick."

"That's my bed, get out of here."

I sat on the bed, Jiang Meier took off her shoes, lifted the quilt, and lay down: "It's my bed now. Go to bed early, don't waste your time tomorrow."

Jiang Meier blew her hair and stared at me, and she had no choice but to do anything to me.

If you ask others for help, you can't be too arrogant. This is an iron law. Everyone must abide by it, and she is no exception.

Jiang Meier didn't go out to check in again, so she just built a floor shop in this room.

I slept very uneasy under her fierce gaze.

They all started dreaming, and the dream was white and there was only a touch of red.

I ran in the snow-white, and I wanted to get close to that little red, but I couldn't get close to it.

I was anxious and ran away with sweat. I was exhausted and saw that the touch of red was a red dress, a woman in red dress.

The woman's hair was as black as ink, scattered behind her back like a waterfall. She was barefoot and couldn't feel the cold. Every time she took a step, she left a footprint on the snow-capped mountains.

I gasped and asked, "Who are you?"

The barefoot woman paused slightly with her feet raised, her body slanted slightly, revealing her beautiful face, her voice as snow as she was cold from far away: "Who am I? I am you, have you forgotten?"

She is me.

How could she be me?

"You are me, who am I?" I wanted to get close to her. There was a wind and snow rolling up between us. The wind and snow blocked her. I couldn't see her beautiful face clearly. I could only see the flying red clothes. The voice came from the wind and snow, "You are me, why did you forget?"

"No, I'm not you."

I shouted at the wind and snow.

The woman's voice was like this endless snow-capped mountain, drilling into my ears from all directions, "I am you, you are me, we are each other."

No...

I shouted in the wind and snow, and the shouts echoed. It was not my voice, but the woman's voice, with the sound of the mountains and the earth shattered and the snow-capped mountains collapsed.

I was pressed under the snow-capped mountains and suddenly woke up. The room was covered with black smoke, and the sound of water gongs and drums sounded outside the house.

Jiang Meier was choked by black smoke and fell into a coma.

I covered my nose and got out of bed quickly. Regardless of Jiang Mei'er, the door was opened and my body was wrapped around a rope.

Wang Huanzhi grabbed the end of the rope and flashed into the room, picking up Jiang Meier who was unconscious. I couldn't struggle to get rid of it, and I could only be dragged away like a livestock, like a beast.

After leaving the thick smoke of Hakka, the darkness disappeared. When dawn came, he saw Si Yanting and Si Sizi and the southern border army they called.

Wang Huanzhi has more than a dozen people, and they are all small and vulnerable than the hundreds of border troops.

However, their vulnerability makes me unlucky.

Wang Huanzhi put his knife on my neck and said to Si Yanting: "The ninth prince of southern Xinjiang, I will spare your life. I am not asking you to block me and ask your people to retreat, otherwise she will die."
Chapter completed!