At first, she thought they were all beautiful but short-lived. From the remaining photos, she could tell that her grandmother and mother were both exceptionally beautiful women, and even she, the least attractive in the family, was still a stunning beauty.
In retrospect, none of this was a coincidence at all.
Rather, it is destiny!
Or, a curse?
A curse from the dragon?
Because her ancestor, who was the bride of a dragon god, ran away?
As for her treasure-hunting ability, it couldn't have come from nowhere, so it must have been inherited from her mother? Does this mean that unless she fulfills her agreement with the Panlong, this ability will be passed down through generations? And she will inevitably die a tragic death?
Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
Jiang Fu looked at her, his brows furrowed deeply. "What did you remember?"
Ming Xiao opened her mouth, but instinct made her swallow back what she wanted to say. She paused and said, "It's nothing! I was just wondering what the final outcome would be for the dragon's bride during the ritual?"
"I'll die!"
Fear flickered in Mingxiao's eyes; she believed him. Her family was a case in point.
"What does Shen Lanshang mean by misfortune?"
"..." Jiang Fu was silent for a moment, then said, "We'll find out when we go in. Don't be afraid, I'll stay with you."
Ming Xiao nodded, seemingly overwhelmed by the enormous secret.
She left Jiang Fu and returned to her sleeping bag, tossing and turning until she was exhausted before finally falling asleep.
Jiang Fu stared at Ming Xiao's retreating figure, his eyes deep. Ming Xiao was holding back something from him.
He didn't want Mingxiao to know these things. He liked to do things step by step and never liked things that he couldn't control.
If Mingxiao had known about the complex sacrificial ritual beforehand, he would have certainly considered his own fate, thus becoming an unpredictable variable.
Shen Lanshang is also a variable, but in the past, this variable was within his control, and he was confident that he could deal with her.
But now, this variable has suddenly been amplified to an extreme, triggering a series of chain reactions that have caught him off guard and filled him with rage.
He sighed silently, making up his mind: although he needed Shen Lanshang's knowledge of the Ghost Mother Kingdom, he might as well make her disappear when necessary.
In fact.
The chain reaction didn't just affect Mingxiao; it also affected others.
That night, apart from Linghu Lan who caused trouble, the others did not sleep well.
They used to think that the Ghost Mother Kingdom was at most a large ancient city, dead, with its wealth waiting for them to save it.
But suddenly, a true descendant of the Ghost Mother God Kingdom appeared before them, possessing special abilities, and the legend came to life!
Legendary objects are not just inanimate objects, but things with mysterious powers. In the face of mysterious powers, will they be lambs to the slaughter?
The crowd's feelings were complicated and hard to understand.
The next morning.
Everyone woke up.
Linghu Lan climbed out of her sleeping bag.
The group was already sorting through the items, making sure each backpack contained some food, lighting equipment, digging tools, ropes, daggers, and guns, just in case.
As Jiang Fu was distributing bullets, he suddenly asked Linghu Lan, "Uncle Shen, do you agree to let you come?"
Before Linghu Lan could answer, he continued, "You've never used a gun before, so it's easy for it to go off accidentally. Here's a dagger for you; I'll protect you."
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