This square "bedroom" made Jun Qianxi's smile deeper on his lips. The little soldier is best at digging pits, and it is also such square pits.

He often says that the sky is the hut and the earth is the mat.

Walking along the steps to the bottom, and finally seeing the panoramic view of the tomb with the brilliance of the night pearls embedded on the wall.

The grave was empty, with only a bed made of all kinds of flowers in the middle, and a man was lying on it.

Jun Qianxi couldn't help but squeezing the pupils when she saw this person's pupils. She subconsciously grabbed the collar of her chest.

The perfect handsome face with red clothes and white hair is not the man in the image she collected after collecting the stone tablet.

The man who raised his hand caused countless masters to fall and produced the tomb of the gods.

The man who made her feel infinite sadness just by looking at those eyes.

This person...he is Lord Beiming? The founder of Beiming Pavilion? Beiming Bing?

Jun Qianxi felt a buzzing sound in her mind, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"Big sister, what's wrong with you?"

The little beast noticed her pain and asked anxiously.

But Jun Qianxi just squatted on the ground with her hands in her arms...

Could it be that there is a restriction in her mind? Could it be that she should have her memories, but she was just sealed?

Several scenes appeared in Jun Qianxi's mind. She believed that this feeling was not brought to her by her body, but the pain from the depths of her soul.

In the 21st century, she had no father or mother and suddenly appeared at the entrance of the orphanage...

By chance, she and her sister entered the cemetery, and then her soul penetrated into the Zixuan Continent...

Growing step by step until now...

"Big sister, don't think about it anymore. Don't think about things you can't figure out..."

The little beast has also experienced this situation. It jumped on Jun Qianxi's arm, pulled one of her arms and pushed down hard...

However, Jun Qianxi used tens of efforts, as if he was trying to flatten his head.

Her face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat continued to emerge from her forehead. Her originally flowing black hair was now wet and stuck to her cheeks.

She clenched her lower lip, her tender lips were bitten and she didn't even feel the bleeding.

These are all trivial matters, what matters is her belly...

Almost seven months pregnant, her belly is already bulging high, and she is being squeezed unconsciously by her, coupled with violent emotional fluctuations...

"Blood……"

Bei Minglang screamed...

The little beast was anxious. It must be too late to find Duanmu Ming at this time. Bei Minglang, the undead soldier king, was frightened and could not help even if he hid aside.

Now the only thing you can rely on is it. Can you awaken Jun Qianxi and protect Xiaoxiaoxi? You can only rely on it.

The little beast was wise in a hurry and bit her white wrist hard...

It no longer cares about anything else and can only use this pain to awaken those who are in a dead end.

Soon Jun Qianxi's white clothes were stained with blood. The little beast couldn't help but shed tears, but it couldn't let go...

Jun Qianxi's sleeves were covered with blood. What was terrifying was that her skirt was also stained with blood...

"Big sister..."

The little beast choked and let go of her wrist. If it bite it, the flesh on her wrist would be bitten to pieces.
Chapter completed!