After Ning Ke'er mentioned this, Liu Ruohuan felt her lips numb and gradually lost consciousness.

"You can't move anymore, you deserve it. Who told you to steal your relatives?"

Ning Ke'er said a few harsh words and blinked her beautiful eyes, and felt a little gloating.

But seeing Liu Ruohuan trembling with her mouth and unable to say a word, she finally felt a hint of unbearableness flashed in her eyes, and she stretched out her slender legs and walked past the threshold.

She bent her body, her knees bent slightly, showing her round and perky buttocks.

Ning Keer's delicate facial features were full of reluctance, but she wiped Liu Ruohuan's lips with her fingers.

The slender fingers flashed slightly red, and wherever they went, the perception of his lips returned to the same as before.

After carefully wiping it, Ning Ke'er withdrew her fingers, placed it beside her red lips, and stretched out her small fragrant tongue and licked it slightly.

This tempting action made Liu Ruohuan's breathing stagnate.

"It smells like a wild woman." Ning Ke'er frowned and stood up, shouting at the door: "Uncle Wuhen, this unfaithful person makes me really angry. I don't want to take this job anymore."

The man who strided in and responded, Liu Ruohuan was stunned and stunned.

In his memory, Wuhen is equivalent to a synonym for sloppy and down-out. Now the man in front of him has a phoenix eyes, a erect nose, and his eyebrows are flying slanted into his temples.

The robe is white and spotless.

His handsome demeanor made Liu Ruohuan remember the one she saw in the bronze mirror, and he might be ashamed of himself and be willing to give in.

The man smiled with satisfaction when he saw Liu Ruohuan's reaction, "I don't know who was enlightened and shouted happily every time he was foolish, but today he pretended to behave like a good person."

Ning Ke'er could no longer pretend when she saw that she was exposed, and her pink face turned red, and she didn't dare to look at Liu Ruohuan.

She glanced around and twice, picked a house that was quite satisfactory, and snorted, "I'll take Miss Bai in to rest. You guys also go into the room and say it's cold on the ground."

~

The two of them just sat firmly in the second floor house, and Liu Ruohuan asked anxiously:

"Wuhen! What's going on? Why do people call me your successor? Have you hidden me a lot of things? And why is Ning Keer following you?"

“Is there any tea?”

Wuhen did not answer his question directly, but instead looked around the house, and after searching for it, he sat back on the seat.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "How many years is the Han and Tang dynasties today?"

"The third year of Fu'an Di."

Wuhen slowly crossed his fingers and said leisurely: "Is that so? You are not curious, why can I, a man born in the Great Zhou Dynasty, live to this day?"

After hearing this, Liu Ruohuan could no longer sit still. She stood up from the bench and suddenly felt soaked in cold sweat behind her back, and her whole body was as if she was falling into clouds.

He asked tentatively at Wuhen, who had a weak expression, "Are you, immortal... not old?"

Wuhen laughed silently, laughed for a long time before stopping his mouth, and sighed: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal human nature. There is no immortality in this world."

Liu Ruohuan said oh, sat down, and thought for a while but couldn't get the answer.

"I am a wisp of residual soul floating in this emperor's tomb. I can't even count as a dead soul. It's just because of my obsession before my death and the wonder of the Liren Pearl that I can survive to this day."

Before Liu Ruohuan could receive this huge message, he asked another question.

"Everyone in the world only knows that I am charming the king's court and making the king extremely debauchery, but do you know what my surname is?"

"I don't know..."

"My surname is Liu, and my full name is Liu Wuhen."

Liu Wuhen's eyes closed until now slowly opened. Liu Ruohuan, who was looking at him, only felt countless unknown lights flashing in his pupils, as bright as stars.

As if to compare the incredible guess in Liu Ruohuan's heart, he nodded slightly and affirmed it.

"You are my descendant. On the first side, I had a strong premonition. When you completely merge with the Li Renzhu and there is no backlash, you should be a bloodline in my rear line."

"This can be determined to be your bloodline? What if I were not your descendant?"

"That bead will continue to backfire, and in the end, it will choose between me and you, given the nature of you and me."

Liu Ruohuan was shocked and moved her heart. She suddenly remembered that when the two met for the first time, she called Lin Yaxin "Grandpa" for the sake of the beast poison on her body.

I still remember that the other party calculated it seriously and thought it was a cheaper thing to call him grandpa, so he should change his words to call him ancestors.

At that time, I only thought this person was more or less abnormal, so I was too lazy to make more conspiracy with him. Now I have become his descendant!

Liu Wuhen seemed to see through his thoughts and shook his head and said, "I don't know whether this is accidental or fate. It's just that there is reincarnation in the dark, and there is naturally its reason, so I'll give you two choices now."

After saying this, he took out a token from his sleeve and pushed it in front of Liu Ruohuan.

"The first way is to get this entry and exit token and send blood to summon the qualification to exit the tomb. I will teach you a set of hidden aura skills. In the rest of your life, you can leave everything with the Lirenzhu, and hide as far as you can."

Speaking of this, he sighed slightly, "But your body is affected by the Dengtian Pill, and you may only have a lifespan of three years at most. But for people like us, three years of carefree life is better than pursuing the truth and dying tragically in the middle of the road..."

Liu Ruohuan clenched her fists and shook her head at him.

"You did make the choice I wanted."

Liu Wuhen said as he shook his head, with a hint of unspeakable sigh in his voice, "Try to go up to the peak and see the moon, and occasionally open his eyes to the world, but I feel sorry for the person in my eyes."

After sighing with this last sentence, Liu Wuhen reached out to shake Liu Ruohuan's eyes. For a moment, Liu Ruohuan's heart felt as if it was hit hard, and the Lirenzhu in the abdomen actually began to be beating constantly, and the frequency became faster and faster.

Liu Ruohuan fell on the table with a thud, her whole body began to lose consciousness, and her eyes gradually became lost.

That familiar and unfamiliar tiredness brought him into the darkness again.

Even though it was not the first time he had come to other people's memories, this tangible experience still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Every time he experiences a memory, he can feel all the emotions of the person in the memory, and eventually becomes his own personal experience.

I just don’t know what Liu Wuhen’s memories will look like?

...

Liu Ruohuan opened her eyes slowly.

In the mirror, he was wearing a red-edged gold embroidered brocade robe with a reddish black edge, and embroidered with hollow patterns of elegant bamboo leaves, making him look noble.

But that face is like Liu Wuhen’s young version.

Although it looks good, it has not lost its childishness and looks only twelve or thirteen years old.
Chapter completed!