Chapter 71 If possible, give Yan Qingxuan a 100-year lifespan!

Author: Carrot to Heaven

Chapter 71 If possible, give Yan Qingxuan a 100-year lifespan!

At this moment.

The appraiser clenched his fists.

He looked as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue.

Slowly.

He unclenched his fist.

He lowered his head and rubbed the finger in his hand.

There is an ancient Chinese character "Yan" engraved on the inner ring of the finger.

He has always liked ancient jade.

But he rarely wears jade jewelry.

This black jade ring was specially given to him by his friend Zhong Heng Taolai.

It is said that it is rare to meet someone with the same last name as him.

Twenty years ago.

He is still a high-spirited young man.

With a pair of eyes that can distinguish between true and false.

He is thriving in the antique world.

For some reason, he left the "jurisdictional area" of the Zhong family where Zhong Heng was located and came to this small town.

I stayed there for twenty years...

At this time.

Yan Jiu saw the black jade finger ring.

She stood up violently.

Interrupting the appraiser's thoughts.

"Wait, this ring!?"

It's rare for Yan Jiu's mood to fluctuate so much.

The movement of standing up almost knocked over the water glass, and at the same time scared Chu Lian, Chu Nian and the netizens across the screen.

Yan Qingxuan lowered his head in confusion and saw Yan Jiu looking at his finger with a complicated expression.

It seems that finger snapping is some shocking thing.

Yan Jiu had to be emotionally moved.

at this time.

Yan Jiu only felt ridiculous in her heart.

The plain black jade wrench finger looks like a ring, has a fine texture, and looks no different from an ordinary wrench finger.

But Yan Jiu grew up with her master, and she is very familiar with this black jade ring ring that her master cherishes very much.

But.

Why is his master's ring in the hands of the person in front of him, and why does it appear in this parallel world!?

She quickly organized her thoughts.

But it can't be sorted out well.

No one knows Yan Jiu’s inner suffering.

She turned around.

Turn your back to the phone camera.

The chest keeps rising and falling.

Is her master also in this world?

Her master has appeared in this world before, or will he appear in this world in the future?

No matter what is possible.

This all made Yan Jiu's heart surge and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

But now.

Someone took away her master's ring finger!

When I think of this.

Yan Jiu's eyes flashed with vicious murderous intent, as if he would tear the offender into countless pieces in the next second.

But she quickly calmed down.

She knows it well.

No one can take the ring from her master's hand.

The finger is there and the people are there.

Her master valued the wrench more than his own life, and even she could not touch it easily. If her master was really here, he would never let the wrench appear in other people's hands.

That can only mean one thing.

No matter whether the ring was given to the appraiser by her master, or she obtained it from someone in the future.

The current owner of the ring is still an appraiser.

Yan Jiu turned around.

She picked up the cell phone that she had left on the table again, and took another look at the appraiser that she didn't care about.

Look at it from the face.

The appraiser will die young.

But he was hung by a thread of hope.

Yan Jiu calculated and calculated.

Stopped at the other person's last name.

"Yan" is a very common surname.

But when it appears on an appraiser, when it appears on an appraiser holding a black jade finger, it is no small matter.

Yan Jiu had doubts about his hexagram for the first time, and his tone was quite respectful: "Is your surname Yan?"

Yan Qingxuan was stunned, then nodded, and said honestly: "My name is Yan Qingxuan, what's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell.

He saw Yan Jiu's face was heavy.

He seems to be thinking about some major life event.

Yan Jiu rubbed her eyebrows.

Others are not familiar with Yan Qingxuan.

But she's familiar with it.

She could even say.

No one knows it better than her.

That's where her last name comes from.

Moreover, when Yan Jiu was young, she once witnessed her master writing "Yan Qingxuan" eight hundred times a day.

at first.

Yan Jiu thought these three words had some magic power.

She scrambled to copy it.

But she was strictly stopped by her master.

and inform.

She will also find words that she can use to write in the future.

Don't take it from him.

Yan Jiu later found out that it was the lover that her master never held in his arms throughout his life.

She has no emotions, love, hate, anger or delusion.
To be continued...