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Yang Zimei hurriedly put away Xiao Zhong.

The madness on Rong Lanxi's face gradually stopped, and his face became normal.

Yang Zimei pulled her up from the ground.

"Sorry, I forgot your circumstances are special."

This little bell can calm down and calm the mind for people in a real sense, but it will be different if they are slightly stained with yin.

In a sense, Rong Lanxi is a half-yin and half-yang person. When she hears the bell, the half of the yin will also tear away from her, so it becomes very uncomfortable, like the chastity of the day The son is the same as the master.

"Sister, what the **** is that? The sound is so scary!"

Rong Lanxi asked puzzledly.

"A strange little clock."

Yang Zimei himself did not know what the small bell meant, so it was difficult to explain to Rong Lanxi.

"Is it Dong Huang Zhong?"

Grandpa Zhuge speculated boldly, "Since you can all have Li Tianwang's Haotian Tower, it may not be impossible to have the ancient artifact such as Donghuangzhong."

Yang Zi frowned.

She knew the tower and the bell were unusual, but never thought that it might be so unusual.

"I want to try it out, can you shake it?"

Grandpa Zhuge looked at Yang Zimei with anticipation.

Yang Zimei glanced at Lanxi and let her stay here.

She and Grandpa Zhuge stepped out of the hut, walked a little farther, and gave him Xiaozhong.

Grandfather Zhuge picked up the bell and shake gently.

I thought it would make a sound as pleasant as Yang Zimei's shake.

Who knows, no matter how he shakes, the little bell seems to be dumb and he won't hum.

"Why can't I shake it?"

Grandpa Zhuge looked at Xiao Zhong suspiciously, "Is this the only thing you use in the world?"

Yang Zimei really didn't know about this situation. After getting this little clock from Grandpa Min Gang, she has only used it.

She thought that whoever shook it would be the same.

Grandpa Zhuge also called Zhuge Mingzhu.

As a result, Zhuge Mingzhu could not shake.

The same goes for the changed capacity.

As for Rong Lanxi, when she saw this small bell, she thought of the torn pain just now, just like seeing ghosts, she refused to touch it.

Yang Zimei was not reluctant.

"It seems that only you can start the bell in this little bell, and once again prove that you may be inhuman."

Grandpa Zhuge said aside.

"Mr. Old, you're wrong. Niuniu is my granddaughter. Our Rong family and Zeng family are ordinary people for generations, why aren't they inhuman?"

Rong He was anxious.

"Rong He, look at her from head to toe. Where does she look like an ordinary person? She will be your granddaughter of Rong He. It is probably because your ancestors have accumulated virtues, and the heavenly gods are at your house."

Grandpa Zhuge stared at Ronghe Road.

"Oh, grandpa, you're wrong. I'm really an ordinary person, and I will have an extraordinary performance. That's because of some encounters."

Yang Zimei laughed aside.

No one knew her ordinary blood better than her.

I just do n’t know why I was born again by God ’s election. It is probably because of God ’s ancestors, or because God has pity on myself.

"Perhaps."

Grandpa Zhuge nodded, "This world may also change because of your opportunity. I am nestling here again. I am really sorry for myself, I am sorry for the Zhuge family."

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