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Chapter 589 Memory in the Lingzhu
The man frowned slightly, and narrowed his eyes. Those small eyes were even smaller, and the eyeballs in the gaps between the eyelids seemed to be thinking. This appearance actually made his lifeless person look taller.

Ling'er looked at him, not disturbing or speaking.

"What kind of Gu mother's tears?" The man had never heard of the thing Ling'er said.

Ling'er thought about it, she was thinking about how to explain what Gu Mu's tears were, but the only thing she knew was the description in the book, and she couldn't tell a thing or two, "It's a thing with a lot of spiritual power, I haven't seen either."

The man glanced at Shuxin. Obviously, if he exchanged him, he still wanted to replace him. The man thought about it for a while, and seemed to have made a big decision, "You wait."

After speaking, the man walked out again.

There were only the two of them in the room, so Ling'er just looked around now, the spiritual power was very heavy, very mixed, there was a sense of being of the same race and of not being of the same race.

Apart from being able to feel such heavy spiritual power in the Tianshan Mountains, Ling'er has never found it in other places. She never expected such a place...

Ling'er walked up to a blister.

She looked at the green pearl in the blister, the pearl was floating in the blister, she looked for a while, and seemed to be able to hear what the pearl was saying, but it seemed to be her own illusion.

The ghost made her stretch out her hand, and she tapped lightly on the blister with her finger, and the blister was punctured, and the green light of the Lingzhu instantly magnified.

Overwhelming, there was a large piece of fire in front of her eyes, and the flint was coming towards her. She only saw the flint burst, and couldn't see anything else. It seemed that there were many people, many people, but she couldn't see it, and all the sounds she heard were booming Voice.

"March!"

A woman's cry.

It's like... It's like it came from this spirit bead.

Ling'er stepped back suddenly, and she fell back unsteadily, supporting her with one hand.

Ling'er looked back, and was bumping into the worried eyes of Shuxin.

"What's wrong?" Shuxin looked at her, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the Lingzhu in her hand.

The Lingzhu was still glowing green in the palm of her hand.

"No...it's okay." Ling'er stood up straight.

Shixin looked at her, she didn't seem to be okay at all, her face was pale, with fine sweat on her forehead, as if she had woken up from a nightmare.

Ling'er looked down at the Lingzhu in her hand, and she slowly closed her palms.

"Give it to me." Shuxin reached out to her to beg.

Ling'er did not refuse, and put the Lingzhu in his hand.

Ling'er looked at the other water bubbles hanging on the tree again, she moved her feet forward, and Shixin stood beside her, seeing what she meant.

"Don't look at it any more." Xuxin held the Lingzhu, the Lingzhu was no longer shining in his hand, it looked like an ordinary bead, but there seemed to be something flowing in the bead, "Those things looked at this You have to make yourself uncomfortable."

While speaking, Shixin frowned, as if he was a little unhappy with what he said, he shouldn't have said that.

"What is it?" Ling'er stared at the spirit beads of various colors, "What did I just see?"

"Memory." Shuxin looked at her, seeing all kinds of colors imprinted in her eyes, but no matter how imprinted, it couldn't compare to the redness in her own eyes, "The demon leaves behind the spirit beads after death, The Lingzhu is also the most memorable thing in my life."

(End of this chapter)