Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

The night was vast.

Ye Qingli, dressed in black, walked quietly in the wild.

Her destination is Lishan!

Feng Qingchen revealed a very secret message to her.

In Lishan, there is a treasure trove, which is the treasure trove of the Daluo royalty.

But it is hidden beneath the mausoleum, very few people know.

Inside, it is likely that there will be what she is looking for.

Ye Qingli didn't even think about why Feng Qingchen would tell her such secret news.

As for digging someone else's tomb, she has no psychological burden.

However, it seems to be very close to the place I just came through!

She carefully found the entrance of the mausoleum, took out the tools, and began to punch holes directly from behind.

She had just opened a small half-height hole and suddenly stopped her hand sharply.

Somehow, a hint of piano sound came from behind.

The sound of the piano sounded melodious and bleak.Very fascinating.

But Ye Qingli even stood up.

In the middle of the night, who would come here to play the piano with full support?

Was it a ghost?

She turned her head keenly.

There was no figure at all in the dark night behind.

Just when Ye Qingli was thinking about whether to suspend the operation, first leave here.

A dangerous feeling suddenly popped from her heart!

She slid out of the ground quickly like lightning!

Then, a big hand pressed directly.

Her fingertips just brushed over her hair.A ray of her silk was ripped away at once!

"Hi!"

Ye Qingli took a breath in pain!

A tall figure in black stood quietly at the place where she originally stood.

Under the moonlight, a tree is high, and a lyre is lying on the top of the tree.

It turned out that he was playing the piano on the tree just now!

Ye Qingli couldn't help but want to swear.

Most of the night, you have a neuropathy!If you are full and support yourself, sitting in such a high place to play the piano, do you want to fall?

Would n’t he have met the master of the tomb?

As soon as Ye Qingli turned, she flew towards the back of the mountain.

No hit, far away!

This is the style of their killer!

In an instant, her figure had disappeared into darkness.

Jun Aohan stood there, slightly stunned.

On his fingers was a strand of black shiny hair.

And just now, when he rubbed his fingers against the other person's skin, the warm sensation came from him.

He felt a little unbelievable.

"is her?"

It is not far from the other courtyard where he lives.He couldn't sleep at night, so he came here to fiddle with Yue.When I heard something moving behind the tomb, I came to see it.

Although he is not too close to his dad, but going back several generations, it is also his grandfather and grandpa who are lying here.

Unexpectedly, here, actually met her again.

Yes, it must be her!

In this world, except for her, he has not felt the existence of body temperature on anybody.

This ugly girl haunting, what is she doing here?

Is it really to steal the tomb?

The movement of Jun Aohan's figure has disappeared between the mountains.

Ye Qingli, like a raccoon cat, walked wisely and silently in the mountains.

A cold sweat was scared behind her.

The murderousness of the man just now locked her firmly!

If it were not for unknown reasons, his murderousness suddenly stopped.

Now my life is gone!

Damn, there are so many masters in Shoushi Tomb?