Chapter 1470: Jiu Jiu and Ling Han

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The coming person's eyes moved inch by inch, as if to depict Lu Jiuqi's appearance in the bone blood. Finally, he still trembling and stretched out his hands, his thin lips lightly opened, muttering something like a whisper, the cold finger quietly Approaching, it seemed that Lu Jiuqi was about to be touched, but he was grasped and slammed away.
"Don't touch her." Emperor Shifang's weak voice sounded, but the murderous thoughts in it were unprecedentedly rich. This guy even made a sound of this. "Don't think that you have the same appearance as Ling Han. Will tolerate your offense. "
Damn, if it wasn't for the moment's hesitation, how could he let him get close to his villain.
The person stumbled back a few steps, motioned stiffly and raised his head, revealing that cold, handsome face, who was not Ling Han?
If we must say that what is special about "Ling Han" in front of him is that there is no trace of vitality in his body. It is neither a trace of a soul nor a living person with blood and flesh. Emotional weapon.
A decaying weapon that has been sealed by years and polished by annual rings ...
This kind of "Ling Han" is definitely not the Ling Han around Lu Jiuqi, but the two are not only indistinguishable in appearance, even the breath on the soul is exactly the same, which is why Emperor Shifang did not kill "Ling The cause of "cold".
"Ling Han" blinked, his cold and clear eyes revealed ignorance and ignorance, and even had some difficulty speaking, just like a child with a mental disability.
"Ling ... Han?" He slowly squeezed these two words out of his mouth, his expression somewhat painful, "Who ... is ... Ling Han ..."
Emperor Shifang was silent and narrowed his eyes: "Don't you know?"
"Ling ... Han ... Linghan ..."
In front of him, there was a teenager who looked exactly the same as Ling Han, and repeated the name again and again. Emperor Shifang narrowed his eyes and suddenly tentatively said, "This may be your name."
After speaking, Emperor Shifang also found his guess a bit ridiculous and ridiculous.
The real Ling Han is clearly in the space of the Emperor Shifang. How can the non-human ghost in front of him be Ling Han?
But if he is not Ling Han, how can he be so similar?
"Name ... Ling ... Han ... I ..." After repeating the word, Ling Han was stunned for a long time, and suddenly a frost-like face showed a soft and shallow smile.
But seeing him stiffly raise his hand, he slowly took out a piece of jade from the cloak, Zhenzhizhenzhen, pity and pity, rubbing gently, with indelible perseverance and tenderness in his eyes.
"Nine ... Nine ... and ... Ling Han ..."
Jiujiu and Linghan?
Emperor Shifang frowned, and found that the jade was somewhat old and old, the pattern was a little funny pig, and the word "Linghan" was chiseled. This is called Emperor Shifang's eye pupil shrinking.
This jade pendant is very similar to the fire pith jade pen carved by Lu Jiuqie's own hand. The only difference is that this jade pendant is full of ancient and distant atmosphere. He still remembers the name and pattern. It was Lu Jiuqi's engraving in order to tease him. Will it be in this person's hands?
"Why do you have this?"
Emperor Shifang asked sharply, "Ling Han" suddenly raised his head and looked at Emperor Shifang with vigilance. It seemed that some people in front of him came back to fight for their treasure.
Yes, for him, this jade is more important than what he guards.