Nothing ...

How can a puppet be able to withstand the temperature of the fire.

The sanctuary that is not watered with water, the fire that is not scattered in the wind, and the soil that cannot be buried, even gold will be melted, let alone puppets!

Li Yan knelt in the fire and clenched the dust in her hand. She seemed to melt in this flame that symbolizes Gao Jie.

Lai'an, I hurt so much ...

Girls have no harbor she can rely on, she looks so helpless.

Even her complaint, no one can respond.

"The host will die soon, you will die!"

She didn't seem to hear any sound, and she could feel only burning pain.

Nympho

When Mrs. Metia arrived, she only saw a scorching body, making a frowning smell.

"Mrs. Metia, although Ms.'s life is kept, it takes some time to recover."

The Great Saint took out a bottle of green pills and handed it to Mrs. Metia: "This potion can help Miss Mateya restore the original appearance."

Mrs. Metia couldn't believe that the ugly thing in front of her was Li Yan, but she was full of anger and couldn't make difficulties to the sacred envoys. She could only bear it.

"Thank you for helping me to keep my daughter's life."

"You have a heavy words, it is our negligence, which has led to the tragic situation of Miss Metia."

After a few words here, Mrs. Metia finally helped Li Yan apply the potion.

She does not allow her most perfect works to become the appearance of people who are not ghosts.

When she applied Li Yan's whole body, she wanted to open Li Yan's left hand tightly, and even the magic was used, but she couldn't shake a finger.

It's like, what rare treasure she holds in her hand.

"Damn!"

She cursed in a low voice and poured the potion directly on her hands.

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Li Yan woke up in the pain, I don't know how year and month.

She was like a bird of shock, sitting up from the bed.

Everything is still a familiar room.

There was a little joy in her corner of her mouth, and she thought it was a dream.

"Lai'an!"

"Laian?"

"Lai ... An?"

Her words gradually changed from the initial coquettishness to uncertainty until there was no sound.

She didn't hear her hoarseness and unpleasant, like a thorn -like voice.

The strange touch in my palm seems to be reminding her, that is not a dream.

She opened her hand, leaving a stall of gray powder in her palm.

Squeak ——

It's Mrs. Metia.

"Are you awake?" Mrs. Metia was extremely gentle, as if the hateful face was just Li Yan's imagination.

It seems that Laian has never existed.

"You must be hungry, my mother has prepared food for you."

The maid brings food into the room. This should be Mrs. Metia's first allowing her perfect daughter to enjoy food in the room.

Mrs. Metia waved her hand, and the maid left in the room.

Here, only she and Li Yan left.

"Li Yan, everything is restored, my mother feeds you to eat." Mrs. Metia carefully took care of Li Yan.

Li Yan grabbed Mrs. Metia's corner: "Mother, you must hide Lai, how can you be so cruel, right?"

She carefully asked, completely irritating Mrs. Metia.

Pop

The palm of the palm falls on the just good skin is hot pain.

However, Li Yan regardless of her, she hoped to watch Mrs. Metia: "Mother, her daughter is wrong, her daughter will marry Prince Cartia, becoming the person you want, and the daughter will fulfill your wish and return Laian to return it.

Give me it, okay ... okay? "

She smiled, but her eyes were covered with water vapor.

She smiled and looked at Mrs. Metia, the corner of her lips, like a child waiting for reward.

The uncertain panic, she couldn't feel it, she only looked forward to a answer.

But such a well -behaved face did not wait for any reward.

Pop

The ingenious jade face was beaten to the past.

"Look at your current look, it's really like a cheap trick. Zi!"

Li Yan didn't seem to hear this kind of abuse. She still laughed and prayed: "Mother, give me my puppets, okay?"

"I ask you, give me my puppet!"

"I will obediently obedient mother, I only want my puppet ..."

From her initial calm to collapse, her hoarse sound was buried in the mouth.

Mrs. Metia was unsatisfactory, and she responded indifferently: "Before entering the fire, the cheap things turned back to a bunch of wood, he died long ago."

"No, he has no life, he has always been dead, he just occupied the body by the demon, he seduced you!"

"No one else knows this matter. The Holy envoy will keep secrets. I hope, no, I ask you to stay in Meteria Manor in the future."

"The graduation ceremony has ended. There is still a month. You just need to do the perfect Miss Metia, and then marry Prince Carty to win glory for the Metia family!"

Mrs. Metia left this frivolous words, turned around, and left, leaving Li Yan, like an unimportant pawn, she would not care about her thoughts.

"Su ..."

Mao Qiu wants to comfort her, but when he speaks, he doesn't know what to say.

Li Yan's tears did not fall from beginning to end, because no one would wipe her away.

"Maoqiu, can you give me a bottle?" She even had a humble request for the system.

This time, there was no system deducting points, and Li Yan had an exquisite crystal bottle. Under the reflection of the sun, it was as beautiful as a gem.

She carefully packed the powder in her cautiously, and she didn't even let go of the small dust that fell on the sheets. It seemed that every micro -dust dust was a treasure of the city.

"Host, go and see the old place!"

Perhaps those things can keep Li Yan's reason.

Li Yan followed the guidance, walking towards the dilapidated tool room with some stiff legs.

Perhaps it is accustomed to relying, or maybe the old injury has not healed, which caused her not to walk even.

She looked at the familiar wooden house, and her mind was the memories of the past.

"Lai ... An ... hug me!"

"Hmm ... Lai'an ... very gentle ..."

"Lai'an! Look at me, remember me, don't forget me!"

"Always ... will not forget the master!"

She stiffened her shabby bed, and below was a wooden board that could move.

After pushing away, it is a clean and clean basement.

The kerosene was burned out, and Li Yan found the candle to light it.

"It turns out, he has a room." In this inconspicuous corner.

Every time he opened his eyes, he was standing in his room. She thought that he would only exist in her life.

The candlelight shines on the shiny room, and when the eyes are seen, the exquisite and playful dress.

The owner who made it seemed to have just finished, and the needle line and the finely fragmented fabric were still on the wooden table.

On the wall, there are various parts of the puppet body, and the wood joints that have been replaced.

She walked from the wall, these things were categorized, and they were also labeled on it. It seemed that she was afraid of forgetting.
Chapter completed!