Chapter 67 Ah Lin, the majestic Rin

Xiao Feng, it's my sister who didn't protect you well.

Yan Jiujin slowly put down the bow and arrow, and in the next second, she was lying on the blood-stained ground.

Before falling down, the last thing I saw were the panicked faces of Lian Sheng and Dan Li who finally caught up.

The massacre of Prince An's Mansion spread throughout the entire capital almost within a few seconds.

No one cares who made it, people just think it's very interesting and suitable for after-dinner conversation.

After finally waking up, Yan Jiujin became very fragile because of the exhaustion of her thoughts.

Even Zisu couldn't be completely cured: "Master, it's good that you woke up, Zisu thought he would never see Master again..."

The wind blew Yan Jiujin's loose hair, but she didn't say anything.

She will find the murderer!

Lure her out of the city and take the opportunity to slaughter Prince An's Mansion.

What a good plan!
She wants to see who has such courage!

"What's the name of this bow?" Thanks to it, she was able to keep Prince An's Mansion.

"The patriarch made it himself, and I haven't had time to name it yet." Speaking of Yan Jiujin's mother, a different color appeared in Zisu's eyes.She understood that it was worship.

Her mother must be a very powerful person.

"Master, I found a rabbit outside the yard." Liansheng was carrying a rabbit. Strangely, a flame-like color appeared all over its body.

The rabbit looked at Yan Jiujin, and turned his face aside in disdain.Yan Jiujin was completely ignored.

"Little guy, you still have a personality." Yan Jiujin couldn't help smiling.

Said, and took it from Liansheng's hand.

He was also very surprised, once the rabbit came into Yan Jiujin's hands, it became obedient immediately, and even licked the back of Yan Jiujin's hand with that pink tongue.

However, someone in the depths of Bing Di Lian was even more dismissive: Has the current Ghost Palace become so depraved?

Behind Yan Jiujin, a gleam flashed in the little rabbit's eyes: It is said that Lord Bi has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers with anger, but he was unexpectedly trapped by a small flower.

Of course Yan Jiujin couldn't hear the conversation between these two, this is their unique way of communication...

In front of Yan Jiujin, the red rabbit's eyes were as clear as a pool of water.

"Little guy, I have to give you a name."

Yan Jiujin thought for a moment, then said, "How is Ah Lin?"

"Majestic Rin, how majestic!"

The rabbit froze for a moment, then nodded happily.

"Master, Master, Zisu also wants to change her name!" Zisu's little fox was waving its short hand, trying to attract Yan Jiujin's attention.

It was probably because Yan Jiujin had a new love, so she was afraid that she would be left out in the cold.

"The basil is pretty good, there's no need to change it."

Ah Lin proudly raised her chin at Zisu, as if declaring victory.

"Master, you used to love me very much..."

Yan Jiujin: I love you now too.

Zisu: Liar.

For Long Qifeng's funeral, Yan Jiujin still strictly followed Xuan Chen's etiquette and customs.

On the third day after death, the body will be turned into a pile of powder, and the color of the powder will be different depending on the level of spiritual power.

Spiritual power is not only integrated into the blood meridians, but also seeps into the bone marrow after cultivation.

For children like Xiao Feng who haven't cultivated their spiritual power, their bone meal is a gloomy gray.

In three days, put the corpse in the underground wine cellar, it is said that it will bless the next life, safe and rich, happy and worry-free.

Whether it's true or not, Yan Jiujin wants to do something for this child who has suffered too much.

(End of this chapter)

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