Chapter 1149: Chapter 1149: He Has No Past Life, Only the Present; The Rest of His Life Belongs to Her
The True Dragon Sword suddenly tore through the void, shooting straight at the slender figure.
Everyone unconsciously held their breath!
Blades are rciless, a consensus everyone has held since childhood.
But just as the sharp sword flew toward Duan Xiuqi, it suddenly turned on its own and fell, stabbing into the yellow earth.
Everyone: “…”
Oh my, how is this different from the magical bullets in anti-Japanese dramas? This is truly a sword that can turn! Physics is being rubbed into the ground!
This? Is this the one the Immortal Teacher ntioned?
How did she know that Duan the celebrity was coming to visit? Did he contact her in advance, or was it…
A group of staff mbers were hesitant to guess further; the more they guessed, the more thrilling it beca!
Bai Chuwei, with her hands behind her back, smilingly looked at Duan Xiuqi and said, “Have you been to the dog Emperor museum? Co by to visit on your way?”
Dog Emperor?
Duan Xiuqi slightly curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled.
Earlier, he didn’t understand why she wanted him to visit the museum, but when he stepped inside, hearing the sounds of the archaeological site continuing to work nearby, his once muddled brain cleared, and he suddenly understood, as if awakened to a past long since passed.
Emperor Duanjing’s Tomb unearthed a large number of artifacts, including letters and writings that have been cleared by archaeologists and displayed in the museum’s literature section.
It’s also the place most loved by tourists.
Row upon row of glass cabinets held over four hundred letters from the founding Emperor and the few cold replies from the other party.
Descendants from over a thousand years later can still understand the words and their anings from a millennium ago.
This visit seed to tell him that the emperor from a thousand years ago couldn’t get the one he wanted, and the sa would happen to the celebrity today.
Is that what it ant?
Duan Xiuqi lowered his eyelids, suddenly asking as if to himself: “And what about his past life?”
Did he also not receive favor, only to get a trace of her attention in this life?
Bai Chuwei lightly raised her eyebrows, smiling: “He has no past life, only the present.”
Duan Feihan’s past life was a blank slate, but her traces would be in every inch of his life hereafter.
Duan Xiuqi’s faint smile gradually faded, murmuring in response: “Is that so?”
No past life, just having walked this journey in the present world, gaining sothing others couldn’t obtain in several lifetis.
“Mr. Duan, what brings you here??” a surprised shout ca from behind from so staff.
Duan Xiuqi turned his head to look back, Duan Feihan in a suit, seemingly just out of the eting room.
Duan Feihan walked over, glanced at the True Dragon Sword on the ground, and answered briefly: “Visiting.”
Bai Chuwei’s smile was intriguing.
Duan Xiuqi let out a slight snort from his nose, his body trembled, and he stumbled away in the opposite direction.
Director Wang: “?”
Wasn’t the celebrity here to visit?
Why did he leave again?
Since when did people visit like this?
Bai Chuwei smiled and walked over to Duan Feihan, suddenly hooking his coat: “Hanhan, don’t you bring anything when you visit? Seems like you haven’t visited much.”
Duan Feihan chuckled softly: “Ordered so delicacies from Chef Cao Jinhai for you all, they’ll deliver them for a million later.”
She has always been like this, never giving others any hope, cutting ties cleanly, leaving no room.
Sending Duan Xiuqi to Emperor Duanjing’s Tomb museum was to utterly extinguish all hope.
Bai Chuwei’s gaze fell to the sword, suddenly falling silent.
The sword’s still here? Is she really a thief stealing artifacts now?
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