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3. Chapter 3 Strong rebirth [1]

When something happened that time, they died, she broke up with Master Jun and sat alone as the eldest sister.

This time, she went to another world alone, and they went back to guard the country for her.

When she goes back, she can be together again, drink, sing, dance, and kill people!

Of course, there are also her favorite cherries!

She didn't say a word, just smiled and waved her hand, asking them to leave quickly.

To avoid the insidious and cunning Yan Jun’s trouble.

A flash of light flashed, they disappeared, and then the four of them returned to reality in the mirror of reincarnation.

She wanted to take a closer look at the picture but flashed by, and she didn't see anything clearly. She had already returned, so it didn't matter.

Everything is as promised, very good!

Piaoling was very satisfied and smiled at Yan Jun. Even if he was a god and saw countless people, he couldn't help but lose some of his gods.

He personally debugged the reincarnation station, little by little.

The staff next to him looked at him and was shocked and hurriedly asked to remind him, but he killed him with a look.

The staff member was very upright, "Di Jun, you are illegal, unfair, and have violated the agreement..."

"Shut up, you are the Emperor and I am the Emperor. All consequences are to be held responsible for."

With a "click", the program setting of the reincarnation platform was completed.

Please fall into the trap!

Piaoling is just an ordinary person. No matter how powerful he is, he will not know the secrets of the gods.

She walked in calmly, her face calmly, and her stunning black eyes reflected the Emperor's smiling face.

"Goodbye, little girl, enjoy your journey!"

*******

Late at night, there are no stars or moons, and only the cold wind whistles by.

The cry of the night owl was cold and terrifying.

A wind lamp squeaked through the dead night, and two figures appeared in the vast light and shadow.

"Old...Old Liu, I, have you heard anything?"

Lao Liu bent his back slightly and scolded calmly, "Donkey, I'm not a deaf person, just shut up."

The man nicknamed the Donkey had to shut up, and the two of them carried a sack and walked forward one after another.

"Ga—"

Another crow scream cut through the night sky.

The donkey was shocked and couldn't help but jump, "Old... Liu, do you think, will it be a mess in this mass grave..."

"Shut up! Humph, the dirtiest things in the world are all in that wealthy courtyard, what are you afraid of?"

Lao Liu spat and walked faster in front of him with the sack.

The donkey had to keep up.

This mass grave is in a desolate place outside the city, buried with poor poor people or beggars, but it is useless to bury them or not, because there are wild dogs that dig out the bodies and eat them all.

At this time, the sack moved.

During the bumpy period, neither of them noticed.

The donkey followed Lao Liu closely. Although he was wearing a sheepskin coat, he still felt cold.

Especially when my back is sweating soaked in my inner clothes, I feel cold when I get drunk by the cold wind.

Think about it, late at night, two people came to the mass grave with a sack.

What good things can happen?

Thinking of this, the donkey felt that the sack was particularly heavy. He remembered that it was a noble lady who had seen it at the age of two or three, and it was made of jade. Thinking about the terrifying ugly appearance before his death, he almost screamed and threw it away.

If Madam Li hadn't repeatedly said that Miss Thirteen had died of being evil and could not be kept at home and needed to stop in a deserted place, he wouldn't believe it was Miss Thirteen.

After finally reaching the place, Lao Liu put the lantern on a large stone and quickly dug the hole.
Chapter completed!
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