Jiang Ge got up early today. At this time, she was packing some food and clothes, preparing to bring Wei Wuxian, who was poor and jingling in the mass grave
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The Yiling mass grave was originally the site of Xue Chonghai. Xue Chonghai failed to refine the yin and iron, and was attacked by ten thousand demons. This mass grave has become a gathering place for ghosts and ghosts
The yin here is extremely heavy, and Jiang Ge above Yujian frowned slightly, that is so typical of Yiling mass graves that talk about its color change
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Devil's Hall
weiwuxian"Senior Sister!"
Wei Wuxian was awakened by a nightmare. He had just dreamed that his senior sister was trying to save him...
I desperately shook my head, trying to throw the picture just now
No, no...
Warmly threw the roasted sweet potato in his hand to Wei Ying, and teased him by the way
weiwuxian"By the way, Wen Ning can already hear the voice, go and talk to him more"
After hearing this, Wen Qing hurriedly ran over and called out this Wen Ning softly
Wei Wuxian smiled slightly when he saw this. Warmth and Wen Ning were really like Senior Sister and himself...
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Jiang Ge came to the foot of the mass grave, and just after walking a few steps, he was blocked by a red light, which made Jiang Ge's forehead hurt
Jiang Ge looked at the barrier that had been revealed, and slightly hooked his lips
Then he raised the white jade in his hand, and the barrier cracked a hole when it encountered the sword energy of the white jade. Jiang Ge hurriedly walked in, and as soon as he walked in, the barrier closed naturally, and there was no crack at all
White jade can break all the barriers in the world, of course, Wei Wuxian's orbital magic is not among them
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Jiang Ge was walking on the way to the Devil-Fighting Hall, surrounded by the roar of ghosts, which disturbed her
Suddenly, his legs sank, and a small turnip head hung on his legs
The soft and waxy voice came into Jiang Ge's ears, and Jiang Ge laughed when he looked at the little turnip head hugging his lap
Looking at the sweet little radish head smiling at him, Jiang Ge suddenly sank and asked tentatively
ayuan"Hmm... I don't know, it's pretty sister anyway"
Jiang Ge sighed, alas, sure enough, he didn't remember him, she actually wanted a child to remember him
Jiang Ge took out a paper windmill from his sleeve and put it in Ah Yuan's hand
ayuan"Really? Thank you pretty sister~"
Looking at the little turnip head obediently playing with the paper windmill, Jiang Ge suddenly smiled sweetly, what should I do, I want to raise one too
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