Demon princess is too hard to chase

And in the room, the North Ming wind is looking down at his slightly raised sleeve, cold eyebrow light frown.

What is that?

Staring for a moment, beimingfeng saw that it was a purse, a purse with a strange appearance.

There was a trace of doubt in his heart. How could he carry this kind of thing?

Beimingfeng thought for a long time, but he didn't find the answer. He didn't have any impression of the purse in his memory. He couldn't remember the origin of the purse.

Beimingfeng subconsciously frowned and reached into his sleeve to hold the purse. Then he found that the purse was sewn on his clothes!

Holding the purse in the palm of your hand, you can clearly feel the hard object in the purse. The wind is cold in the north and the eyebrows are slightly twisted. The eyes are as charming and deep as the cold pool.

Who sewed the purse on his sleeve? To think of such

Beimingfeng pursed her lips, glanced at the crooked needle and thread on the sleeve, and suddenly forced her fingers to hold the purse. The needle and thread broke instantly, and the purse was taken off.

With a lift, instinct will throw it away, but in the pocket out of that moment suddenly hold it in the palm.

Beimingfeng looked at his hands in the air and frowned slightly. At that moment, there seemed to be a voice in his mind to stop him from doing that. Why?

When I wake up today, it seems that many things have become strange, but I don't know where the root is.

Finally, he took back his hand and looked down at the small purse in his palm, careful and serious.

The top-grade cloth and silk thread, however, are unique in their stitching. Moreover, the patterns embroidered on them can't tell what kind of animals they are. They've never heard of or seen before. Finally, beimingfeng's eyes fell on the three crooked handwriting, and they didn't move away for a long time.

Wind... Beauty

Why is there a strange feeling in my heart when I read these words silently? There is a sense of deja vu between trance... But I can't remember when and where I heard such words?

When I think about it again, I feel a dull pain in my brain, and even the bottom of my heart gushes out a ray of astringent pain.

Beimingfeng reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, opened the purse, took out the wooden penguin in the purse. When he saw the wood carving, beimingfeng almost immediately concluded that the wood carving and the purse were made by the same person. Although the embroidery work of the purse was very poor, and the words embroidered on it were also crooked, the wood carving was lifelike and exquisite, The words on it are more natural and unrestrained.

There was a big difference between them, but they believed that it was one person. Beimingfeng didn't understand. Where did the subconscious determination come from?

"Wind... Beauty..."

Looking at the same "name" printed on the two different kinds of handwriting on the purse and wood carving, beimingfeng could not help but read it out. At that moment, it seemed as if a voice had been heard in the deep of my mind, and the lingering sound could not go away.

Beimingfeng subconsciously wants to capture that sound, want to hear whose voice it is, but it is like a snowflake light fall on the fingertips, have not had time to touch it turned into a wet meaning, weathering in the fingertips.

Beiming wind closed his eyes and read again. At that moment, the voice sounded again, but it seemed to come from far away, real but ethereal, as if it was close at hand, but people couldn't catch it.

So repeatedly for a long time, until a fierce headache hit, beimingfeng just opened his eyes, but slowly put his hand to cover the position of the heart, don't understand, what is the strong empty feeling?

Heart, as if missing something very important, empty, very uncomfortable