Chapter 1047 His Majesty the Vermilion Bird (Sixty-Three)
"What are you thinking? I don't have as much information in my memory as you do in your head. What I mean is, they secretly went to the secret realm." Gu Congxin looked at Nan Wan'er's lewd smile and was speechless.
"Memory? Hey, Gu Songsong, don't go! Come here, let's chat, and maybe watch a short movie while we're at it."
Nan Wan'er tried to stop Gu Congxin for a while, but Gu Congxin had no desire to talk to this woman who drove like a maniac and sped away.
Seeing that the person had left, Nan Wan'er took a handkerchief to wipe the grape juice from the corner of her mouth, turned around and smiled at Tuntian.
"Swallowing Heaven, I don't know how to cultivate, and I don't understand these trials. They're so boring. Can I go out and play for a bit?" As if afraid that Devouring Heaven would refuse, the girl pitifully held up one finger and said earnestly, "Just one hour. I promise I'll only be out for one hour and I'll definitely be back on time."
Perhaps it was because the girl looked so pitiful, or perhaps it was because the girl was so humbly pleading with him, that Tuntian strangely agreed.
Even knowing that the girl was lying to him, even knowing that he held no place in the girl's heart.
However, he remained steadfast in his commitment.
That's probably what they call spoiling someone.
Having received Tuntian's permission, Nan Wan'er happily picked up her skirt and left.
Ever since she returned here, she's felt like there's a voice calling out something in a certain place, a **voice**, but that feeling is definitely getting stronger and stronger.
Nan Wan'er was so enticed that she couldn't bear it any longer. Once she received the Devouring Heaven's message, she immediately left with two female cultivators for protection.
Following the voice calling her name, Nan Wan'er wandered aimlessly to the outside of a slum.
"Your Majesty, this is a slum in the capital. The environment is not good. It would be best if Your Majesty did not go in." The two maids could sense that Nan Wan'er was not in a good state and could not help but stop her.
Without a word, Nan Wan'er brushed aside the maid's hand and resolutely walked inside.
The scene inside was one of chaos and desolation that Nan Wan'er had never seen before.
Even worse than during the apocalypse, Nan Wan'er walked precisely to a half-open wooden door and couldn't help but push it open.
With a creak, the wooden door opened, revealing a dark and cramped room where the adult was. Inside, there was only a tattered cradle with worn-out bedding on it.
A pale, emaciated child lay asleep in the bedding, on the verge of death.
The child heard the noise at the door and started to whine and cry, but no one picked him up after he cried for a long time.
Then, the child in the quilt stirred, lifted the blanket covering him, and revealed a piece of emerald green jade pendant hanging from his ankle.
Nan Wan'er stared at the jade pendant, and just like the previous times, she suddenly clutched her chest, gasping for breath, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
"Mingya," she called out with difficulty, her voice hoarse.
The jade pendant emitted a faint blue light and responded very slowly, "Wan'er."
Nan Wan'er couldn't hold back her tears any longer and burst into loud sobs. She rushed to the cradle, snatched the jade pendant from the baby's ankle, and kissed the blue light on the pendant.
However, the jade pendant was stepped on by feet and placed in a smelly bed, which was really unpleasant to smell.
After Nan Wan'er finished kissing him, she couldn't help but gag twice.
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