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"sorry!"

She kept kowtowing until her forehead was broken, and the stone steps were covered with blood without stopping.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of kowtow continued to echo in the silent underground tomb.

a long time.

Blood flowed on the stone steps, layer by layer.

"call--"

Kneeling in front of the bronze coffin, Wang Yanqing's eyes were blank. She raised her head and took a deep breath. Blood slid from her forehead to the tip of her nose and flowed to both sides of her face.

Her face, which had become incomparably beautiful now, was not only not frightening against the backdrop of blood, but it was somewhat poignant under the contrast of fair skin and scarlet blood.

"Ancestor, Yan Qing is ignorant. Since she was 12 years old, she has gone astray and been bound by a shackle called "love"."

"call--"

Having said that, Wang Yanqing took another deep breath, her voice was as heavy as thunder, and perseverance and determination gradually emerged in her black eyes.

then.

The woman in red slowly took off the red coat on her body, and with a shake of her right hand, she exploded skillfully, directly shaking the whole red dress into dust, scattered it all over the ground, and went away with the wind.

"Get rid of the old shackles of the past, and you will know who I am today."

Taking off the red coat, Wang Yanqing, who was only wearing a white singlet, knelt in front of the bronze coffin, with an expressionless face and an indifferent voice.

"Yuan An is dead, I should have let it go."

"In the future, I will no longer be confused by the obsessions of the past."

"I am the Wang family, and I will take the rise of the Wang family as my duty."

"Please entrust your strength to me with confidence."

After Wang Yanqing finished speaking, she raised her right hand, reached into the bronze coffin, and gently touched the forehead of the beautiful female corpse.

"boom!"

The blood was connected, and a majestic coercion erupted from the inside of the coffin, and the bloody light exploded, completely engulfing Wang Yanqing's tall figure and the coffin!

Inheritance of the power of the ancestors, continue!

……

……

"Ok?"

Lucun leads the stars.

The sky is full of stars, uu read a book and the moon is gone.

The top of the mountains is shrouded in clouds and mist.

Li Guanqi stepped out of the space portal in one step, then stood in place with a dazed expression.

"What's the matter, Mr. Li?"

Saoirse stood by, watching him curiously.

"Uh, no, nothing."

Li Guanqi shook his head lightly.

"It's just a coincidence that I suddenly remembered an old friend. I don't know how I remembered her. Although, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"A senior sister who treats me very well."

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"You also know that this ancestor is dead, and you still say such angry words."

Suddenly, in the darkness in the distance, came the voice of an old man.

Wang Yanqing turned her head to look.

It was a tall old man in a white robe with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Wang Haoran, one of the only two Jiugong ranks in the Daluo royal family.

"Nobody can change you, kid."

Wang Haoran walked slowly to Wang Yanqing with his hands behind his back, looked at the beautiful female corpse lying in the bronze coffin, and said softly: "This ancestor has long since died, and the remaining power can only change your body, this is you Causes of appearance changes.

However, the ancestors who have passed away can never change your will. The current you is just returning to the original you. "

"She changed me!"

Wang Yanqing emphasized in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

Wang Haoran smiled lightly, "Are you lying to the old man, or are you lying to yourself?"

"Um?!"

Wang Yanqing frowned slightly.

"You should know very well, child."

Wang Haoran glanced at her, and said softly: "Absorb the power of the ancestors, so that your body and soul will continue to become pure. In the process, all the influence of outsiders will be washed away, and you will become your original self. A Wang Yanqing who is not influenced by outsiders, the real Wang Yanqing."

"your hair?"

As he spoke, the old man raised his right hand and pointed to Wang Yanqing's waist-length black hair like a waterfall, "You mean to say that you used to like to tie your hair up and tie it into a single ponytail, but now you always unconsciously The hair reaches the waist, so you think it was the ancestor who changed your will?"

"This is one of them."

Wang Yanqing said coldly.

"You've mentioned this to me many times."

Wang Haoran stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly: "This old man attaches great importance to it, because if you accept the gift from the ancestors, your will will be affected.

That is inconsistent with the content of the ancient books handed down by the ancestors, which is a very serious matter.

Because if this one thing is wrong, it means that other things may also be different.

Therefore, after you mentioned it for the first time, the old man conducted multiple verifications.

In the end, the result I got was a false alarm.

Da Luo has long since abolished the hair tie ceremony and related rules. How a person wants to do his hair has nothing to do with age, and so does the Wang family.

However, whether it is the elders of the family, playmates of the same age, or street vendors, they all clearly stated that before you met that person, Xiao Yanqing of the Wang family before the age of 12 had always had black hair reaching her waist... never, no, tied ,send. "

When it came to the last four words, the old man pronounced his words very heavily.

"Ok?"

Wang Yanqing's pupils shrank slightly.

"Since when did you wear a high ponytail?"

Wang Haoran continued, pretending to think for a while, "Well... it seems, it seems, that kid surnamed Chi took you out to play, and then he saw a woman on the road and said something casually, while you looked at that single girl. The back of a woman with a ponytail, since then, your hair has become a ponytail, right?"

"..."

Wang Yanqing stared blankly at the old man, but her eyes were not focused, and countless memories flooded her mind in an instant.

That is, childhood.

……

……

"Yuan'an, Yuan'an."

On the bustling and bustling streets of the capital city, people come and go in an endless stream.

A boy with red hair and red pupils was holding the hand of a black-haired girl, looking at the streets and alleys, without recovering for a long time.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

The little girl who didn't respond after shouting for a long time glared at him angrily, and then followed his gaze.

It was a young woman standing in front of a vegetable market stall, wearing a capable light red dress, with black hair tied up in a high ponytail.

She dresses up like a person in the rivers and lakes, or a girl from the escort agency.

In the impression of ordinary people, this kind of woman should be full of handsomeness and heroism.

However, the gentle smile on the face of the woman in red, and the skillful movements of picking vegetables, seemed to be a considerate and virtuous young wife.

"Srustling---"

The breeze blew past, blowing the treetops, and also blowing the hair of the woman's ponytail.

"it is good……"

The red-haired boy's eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't help saying: "Good, so beautiful..."

"Eh?"

The black-haired girl next to him turned her head to the side, looked at the longing expression on his face, and was slightly taken aback.

And then there's the rage.

"Hey, don't look!"

The next moment, the angry black-haired girl suddenly slapped the red-haired boy on the head.

"what are you doing?!"

The red-haired boy who was beaten showed anger, and glared at the girl angrily, "Don't you know that a man's head can't be hit? And you are a woman, how can a man's head be hit by a woman?"

"Eh?!"

Seeing his agitated appearance, the girl was a little frightened, and when she stepped back, she staggered and fell backwards.

"Qingqing!"

Seeing this, the young man hurried forward, stretched out his hand to hold her and supported her, but his face still had a displeased expression, "There will be no next time, a woman can't hit a man on the head, you have to remember it."

……

……

"Yoyo, sister, take a look at your little Yanqing, her eyes are staring at the dresser all the time today, look, let me tell you, women love red makeup, this is a talent, it will automatically awaken when you reach the age .”

"You...Qing'er, don't talk to your aunt, come, come to mother's place."

"mother……"

"what happened?"

"I want to brush my hair."

"what?"

"The kind with a braid."

"Okay, my aunt is here to help you, your mother is very clumsy...hey, this way!"

"Not like that."

"Oh, it's not braids. Then I untie... this kind of ponytail?"

"No."

"Oh, it's not a low ponytail either. It's very gentle to say so, so... so?"

"No, it should be higher."

"so?"