Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Of course, the aura of Feng Shui was also strengthened by the way.

Everything is over and the whole family goes down.

Back at Rongzhai, I didn't follow Rong Lanxi who went up the mountain and rushed over when he saw Yang Zimei. "Sister, I saw the old grandfather again."

"The one with black and white faces?"

"Yes. However, he is no longer black and white, and the clothes he is wearing are not sloppy. He looks handsome, almost like Grandpa."

Rong Lanxi said a little excited.

"What about him?"

Yang Zimei asked urgently.

"gone."

Rong Lanxi raised his wrist. "Sister, look, this is what he gave me, saying that this is my amulet, and I will have good luck wearing it in the future."

Yang Zimei looked at it, it was a string of black spar bracelets, and the ice-blue one on her hand should be the same paragraph, also composed of tears of Yunhu.

"When did he leave?"

Yang Zimei would like to know whether it was Xuehu's grandfather.

"It only took me more than ten minutes. However, I disappeared in the blink of an eye, sister, I suspect he was a fairy, and deliberately came to test me, so that made me ugly.

Rong Lanxi touched his face and said.

Her pupils were no longer as gloomy as the original.

"Ok."

Yang Zi nodded his head, "He is indeed a god. Seeing your kindness and cuteness, he will deliberately test you to see if you can become a little fairy."

"Sister, are you telling the truth?"

Rong Lanxi's face was pleasantly surprised.

Yang Zimei nodded again, "Really."

"That's great! That's great! I must be tested and become a little fairy."

Rong Lanxi yelled ecstatically.

"Yes, Lanxi, did he say where he was going?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"He said he was going to find someone he loved."

Rong Lanxi pondered his head and thought.

It seems that the grandfather who was definitely Xuehu was not wrong.

After saying a few words, Yang Zimei and Rong Lanxi hurried back to Jiang Zhai.

However, I saw Xuehu standing under a willow tree and staring blankly at the sky, like the same oil painting. It makes people feel quiet and beautiful.

"Snow Lake--"

Yang Zimei walked over and called him low.

Xuehu paused and looked at her sideways.

"Lanxi said just now that she met the old grandfather again and gave her a string of black spar bracelets."

Yang Zimei said hastily.

"I know."

Xuehu said lightly.

"you know?"

Yang Zimei asked unexpectedly, "Did you see him? Is he your grandfather?"

"seen."

Xuehu's tone was still bland, and he looked calm.

"Oh?"

Yang Zimei was so surprised that he couldn't help but reached out and grabbed his arm and asked, "What happened?"

"no result."

Snow Lake said.

"What do you mean? Why is there no result? Did you talk?"

Yang Zimei asked in confusion.

"Nothing to talk about!"

Xuehu's tone was a bit stiff, "In his eyes, he would never see me again, except for his great-grandmother."

Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be torn by a thin thread, and it hurt slightly.

She reached out and rubbed his shoulders, comforting, "No, he will remember you, but he even remembers your great-grandmother who doesn't know where to imprison, so there is no time to talk to you more. . "

"Perhaps."

Xuehu faintly said, "But knowing that he is still alive now, and that he has solved the spell, I am also relaxed."

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