For some reason, Yan Qingrui's eyes were a little wet, probably because she had never had such an experience or experience.

What was she doing at the age of seven or eight? She was doing cruel training with some selected children.

Although she is only seven or eight years old, she can kill a hungry wolf independently.

Although she was only seven or eight years old, she had witnessed death more than once. Those deaths, even those companions who snatched a steamed bun together a while ago, became a small corpse during training in a blink of an eye.

It's cruel, cruel and cold-blooded.

But in her memory, there is such a warm and heartwarming scene, such a gentle mother, and such a lively and cute girl?

If you look carefully in your memory, the faces of the woman and Yan Qingrui are actually not very similar. To say something similar, that is, both of them are so beautiful. People will naturally give birth to the idea that they have the same mother as their daughter.

In her memory, Yan Hongyang only came to the attic this time.

That time, Su Ruolan died of hanging beams.

Su Ruolan died not as hideous as other people who died on the verge of a storm. On the contrary, there was only a relief on her beautiful face.

When the little Yan Qingrui quietly went up to the attic, there was a mess. Su Ruolan was put down and lay down on the ground with a calm expression, as if she was asleep, her white clothes were as white as snow, and her white clouds surrounded her.

The scene was very shocking.

Then, Yan Qingrui felt a powerful sadness in her heart, almost submerged her.

Of course that sadness is not hers, she knows that it is the original body.

When she came, she thought her original body was dead.

But Monk Xuyun once said that she and the original body were originally the same person.

She didn't quite understand what this meant. If she and the original body were originally the same person, why in two worlds, one was the ancient times of cold weapons in this unknown space, and the other was the modern times of high-tech hot weapons.

If they are one person, then who is the Lord?

Does that mean that she is the master of this body now, and her original body will come back in the future and take away the ownership of the body?

But she can no longer go back, so what kind of fate will she have in the future?

For this matter, I have to ask the charlatan.

Perhaps because the original body also exists in this body and her thoughts are still there, Yan Qingrui has a strange feeling about Su Ruolan. Therefore, everything in this attic was cleaned and sorted out by her own hands, and even Xingyun did not let her interfere.

I still remember the sadness and desolation in my heart when she opened the door of the attic on the first day she arrived at Hailan Pavilion and the dusty breath came to her face.

It not only belongs to the original body, but also to her.

At this moment, Yan Qingrui was standing in the attic, and the wind blew from the door and window. Her clothes were fluttering, and she couldn't help but wonder whether the gorgeous woman, the quiet and graceful woman, was the same? In the daytime, I watched quietly, read at night in the night, and read at night. When I was tired of reading, was it like her, standing in this place, standing at this angle, feeling the caress of the wind in the hall?

She raised her head slightly, closed her eyes slightly, let out a long sigh, and then opened her eyes.

However, when she opened her eyes, she saw something strange.
Chapter completed!