Apocalyptic rebirth: the palm of the army young man

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  Just when Gu Jiu felt strange, he found that the blood stains on his fingers were slowly disappearing.

  In the end, there was no trace of the bloodstain disappeared.

  But the white jade on the board became brighter and brighter, as if it had come alive.

  Gu Jiu got up and was about to take a closer look, but he was dizzy and his body seemed to float.

  She couldn't help closing her eyes and pressing her forehead.

  When she opened her eyes again, the surrounding environment was very strange.

  ……

  Far away in the capital, in the villa of the dignitaries.

  Sitting in the study, an old man who is getting older is sitting, and he stands up from the seat leaps and bounds.

  He looked straight at the delicate wooden box in the study.

  Just now, he saw the box emit a white light.

  The old man quickly closed his eyes, walked to the delicate wooden box, and opened the box.

  The moment the box was opened, white light appeared again.

  The old man looked very excited when he saw this scene, and his eyes were also excited.

  The white light dissipated, and the contents of the box were exposed.

  It was a finger, and it was exactly the same as the one Gu Jiu picked up today except for the color, the pattern and the totem.

  At this time, the black jade fingers lying in the box did not move anymore except for the white light that appeared before.

  The old man closed the box and turned around to restore his calm face.

  As if nothing happened.

  ...

  Gu Jiu frowned as he looked at the strange environment around him.

  Where is this? There is no living thing around, and the empty one can only see the ground under your feet and the clear sky.

  There was a sudden tingling in his hands.

  When Gu Jiu lowered his head, he saw the fingers in his hand and the palm of his hand that was bleeding again.

  She saw the finger draw the blood from her hand.

  Looking at this scene, Gu Jiu was in a very calm mood.

  She has experienced so much in the last days, and there is nothing that can fluctuate her heart.

  And I don't know why, she is in this strange place, and there is this picture of pulling her finger to suck her blood, without any fear or fear.

  It's like knowing that there is no danger, and there is even a sense of closeness.

  She looked at the surrounding environment again, and even wandered the land.

  She didn't feel a trace of wind here, and the flowing breath in the air also made her feel weird.

  The pull finger sucked Gu Jiu's blood until the white jade slowly turned red.

  Gu Jiu felt her palm no longer tingle, so she looked down at the palm of her hand.

  At this moment, there was no wound on her palm, not even a trace of blood was found.

  The white jade pull finger has now become red.

  It slowly floated from Gu Jiu's hands.

  Gu Jiu watched this scene with puzzled eyes and slightly frowned brows.

  The pull finger circled around her a few times, and finally fell into her hand again, staying on the ring finger.

  Gu Jiu stretched out his other hand to grab the finger, but it was a step too late.

  I saw that the finger suddenly disappeared slowly, and the figure of the finger slowly faded.

  Then Gu Jiu felt the fire|hot sting on the ring finger.

  "Hmm--"

  The stinging pain this time was really painful, as if the heart was being held tightly by someone.

  But it only hurt for a moment. After the sting passed, Gu Jiu looked at the ring finger again.

  The place that was originally empty, but now a familiar totem appeared.

  That is the pattern of the finger.

  At this time, the totem was enlarged, and it was only clear from the ancient times that it was the face of a wolf.

  The red wolf head just appeared on her ring finger.

  PS: Once again, the ring belongs to the heroine.

  If you don’t like this setting, you can delete the book and don’t continue reading.

  The hostess may be selfish, but she also has her own tenderness. No one is perfect, and those who pursue perfection, we can say goodbye here.

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