Congratulations, Empress Chapter 75.1 Three Days within the Secret Chamber

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Inevitably Hua Jinglan tumbled once more down a darkish secret pa.s.sage. She did not perceive why historical individuals cherished digging a lot. The center of Cui XiuLin’s place was a pitfall. The Buddhist Corridor was a pitfall.

When the blaze got here up, she discovered that she returned to the place she was final time. She sat on a chair and sighed. She couldn’t pressure her approach out from the within and her present inner energy wasn’t highly effective sufficient to burst although the stone wall.

Because the saying went, it did not matter if you happen to fell down so long as you bought again up. However she fell in the identical place twice. That was a bit silly. The stupider factor was that she let down her guard in opposition to Hua BaiXiang. She thought the person in black that evening was despatched by the Rong household for revenge. She didn’t count on him to be Hua BaiXiang first testing out her martial arts after which pushing her into the lure; all to forestall her from partic.i.p.ating within the Martial Arts Convention.

She stared on the stone wall reverse her till her eyes turned bitter. Hua Jinglan rubbed her brow. She seemed on the two units of skeletal stays on the bottom and her coronary heart turned chilly. She touched the jade pendant in her bosom, blew the mud off the desk, and skim the scriptures in entrance of her page-by-page.

An individual would die with out meals or water for 3 days. Hua Jinglan did not perceive why this girl known as Mei Shuang would trouble to repeat the scriptures?

As a result of she was rushed, among the phrases had been blurred. One thing instantly flashed throughout Hua Jinglan’s thoughts. She was surprised. The fragment of reminiscence appeared to coincide with what’s taking place now.

“Choose one, bounce over two, decide two, after one, it could not be incorrect…” She inexplicably murmured a sentence buried within the depths of her reminiscence. She did not perceive. It was not a limerick and never a nursery rhyme…