The bleak autumn wind curls the fallen leaves deposited on the ground.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a simple lonely tomb was exposed outside the loess, which was extremely desolate in this rustling autumn wind.

Five blood-red and eye-catching words are engraved on the tombstone—

Mu Jiuer’s Tomb!

Huangfu Chenjue knelt in front of Mu Jiuer's tomb, gently rubbing the name on the tombstone with his fingers, just like his lover's face, which made him cherish it extremely.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Mo Beige behind me, tonight, Mo Liancheng, and the stars are all standing in the wind, standing solemnly for a long time.

The biting cold wind was like a sharp knife cutting all exposed skin, causing pain and pain. Over time, it became paralyzed. The whole person looked at the name on the tombstone in a daze and fell into silence.

"She is buried here, it was buried by me and Maha with their own hands."

"What is her last words?"

"She only said that she was not allowed to disclose her death, but if Huangfu Chenjue asked, she would say... she went back to the place she should go back."

Mo Liancheng answered Mo Beige's question but was still dizzy. He glanced at Huangfu Chenjue, whose body was stiff in front of him. His doubts became deeper. What should I go back to where I should go?

Only Huangfu Chenjue knew the truth when he heard this. His pale face was even more colorless. Then his fingers fell into the soil and clenched into fists.

Tonight Zan knew that all this was just a misunderstanding. Seeing Huangfu Chenjue's look of enduring grief, he felt even more heartbroken. Although Huangfu Chenjue failed to show too strong behavior from beginning to end, he always felt that his indescribable sadness made him feel extremely depressed.

See-

Huangfu Chenjue, who had not yet moved, suddenly began to dig a grave.

This action was unexpected. Seeing Huangfu Chenjue digging a hole like crazy, Xingchen quickly stepped forward and pressed Huangfu Chenjue.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Digging graves is a blasphemy and insult to the deceased. Is Huangfu Chenjue really crazy?

Huangfu Chenjue waved Xingchen's hand with his Dou Qi and digged the loose soil with his fingers without saying a word.

"Huangfu Chenjue, stop!"

Looking at Huangfu Chenjue's stubborn appearance, Toxiaozan wanted to go forward and dissuade him before he took a step, a golden barrier appeared in front of him. The barrier rose from the ground and slowly rose, like a solid city wall standing in front of him surrounding Huangfu Chenjue and the lonely grave, completely blocking them outside.

"Huangfu Chenjue, what are you doing! She is dead!"

Mo Liancheng shouted at the stubborn Huangfu Chenjue.

The golden barrier seemed to block the sound. No matter how they shouted or even used fighting spirit to smash the extremely strong barrier, they could not awaken Huangfu Chenjue's consciousness.

Mo Liancheng's face turned blue with anger. He kindly brought Huangfu Chenjue to see Mu Jiuer for the last time, but he didn't expect that Huangfu Chenjue would dig a grave like he was cruel! That's fine, but now he still disliked their interference and blocked them all outside the barrier. How could he not be angry!

Tonight Zan looked at Huangfu Chenjue's actions and was also secretly worried, "Let's work together to see if we can split the barrier!"
Chapter completed!