As the cold wind whistled, one person and one chair fell from the top of the tree, and its movements were very light, as if the heavy wheelchair could not give any weight.

Lianshan pushed Master Mingyue out of the fog. When he was just going up the mountain, he realized that there was a mysterious formation here. I think... Xiyin had already prepared before his death to prevent anyone from coming to her.

After all, there must be many tomb robbers in the tomb of the Holy Queen.

"Young Master, it's here!"

Looking at the new tomb, Lianshan knelt on the ground and worshiped for a few times. Although he had only met Xiyin for a few times, he knew that Xiyin was a very intelligent and wise woman, and she was also the only person in the heart of the young master.

Mingyue looked up and looked at Lianshan in a complicated way, as if she was afraid to face the tomb in front of her. There was a time when she was deeply blamed her.

She blamed her for not betraying each other's oath, for not entering the palace, for not being so indifferent. Later, she told her story and told him that she was not the Xiyin he wanted.

He didn't believe it, but he couldn't help but believe it, but when he was about to accept Xiyin now, he learned that she was dead.

——Although he released the wind and had left the capital and traveled far away, he had never left. He was secretly paying attention to everything about Xiyin. He was worried that Ouyang Liefeng would do anything to hurt Xiyin without remembering Xiyin.

But,

When he was about to go to the palace to take her and her children's pulse, he happened to see them secretly leaving the palace, so he followed them all the way and stopped at the foot of the mountain.

After that, it took some time to break the formation and it was not until now.

——However, Mingyue was very surprised. He had already learned a lot about the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, Qimen Dunjia, but it took him so long to crack the Jiulong Qimen Formation set up by Xiyin.

"Young master, she is dead."

Seeing Mingyue holding a strand of black hair with her fingers, Lianshan looked up at the sky with pain slightly, her eyes never looked at the grave, and her heart was aching. She stepped forward and reminded her in a deep voice.

He was worried that the young master's emotions would be out of control.

Sure enough, when he heard Lianshan's words, Mingyue's expression changed drastically. She held the wheelchair tightly with her palms, staring at Xiyin in front of her...

"You...you left after all..."

I originally thought that Zhen Xiyin's death gave you a chance to be reborn, but I didn't expect that you could still die. Even if your soul is foreign, you still can't resist the heavy poison.

"When will you pay what you owe me? You were my fiancée, but you entered the palace, married the emperor, and gave birth to a prince. How should you calculate it?"

"Shen Xiyin, if you can't get your people, then... I will get your people."

...

"Young Master——"

Lianshan was shocked and took a sudden step forward, grabbed Mingyue's arm, his eyes full of panic. What the young master wanted to do, he suddenly raised up tens of his internal strength, what was he going to do.

"Young Master, what are you going to do..."

The graceful movements came with the overwhelming internal force. Lianshan was shocked by the internal force and flew out. When he got up, Lianshan rushed to the back of Mingyue and yelled at him.

Young Master - What exactly is the young master going to do? Should he open the grave or what to do?

However,

In the blink of an eye, the internal force in Young Master Mingyue's hand condensed into a glowing white sphere, and the rapid rotation carried endless spiritual power, causing the surrounding trees and fallen leaves to fly.

In an instant, the mountain became dim and dark.

"Young Master, she is dead. Don't open her grave and let her fall asleep happily."

"Go away!"

Young Master Mingyue opened his eyes slightly, turned his head and shot towards Lianshan. His voice was very calm, but the force in his hand became stronger and stronger. The white ball of light was also rapidly increasing. Lianshan looked up at Mingyue in horror, but saw the cinnabar on his handsome face and the eyebrows were flashing with strange light.

Lianshan stared at the red cinnabar between his eyebrows with wide eyes. He had only seen such light twice. Once, when Mingyue learned that his biological mother had died, she was so sad that she emitted a light.

It seems-

The young master's heart was severely injured.

Lianshan felt sad, but he was afraid that the young master would hurt himself, so he had to kneel beside him and raise his head to ask for advice.

"Young Master, don't do this. If you can't save her, she is dead and buried. Let the deceased be at peace."

"ah--"

Suddenly, the ball in Young Master Mingyue's hand flew towards Xiyin's tomb. With a loud bang, the ball drilled into Xiyin's tomb amid Mingyue's roar. Immediately after a loud bang, Xiyin's tomb exploded...

The dust was everywhere, and the whole world became turbid. The soil was shot into the fog with internal force, and the white mist rolled up quickly...

Lianshan was hit by this huge force and flew out into the air. If Lianshan had not practiced day and night with the young master, he would have fallen directly to the bottom of the cliff. In a rotating manner, he climbed around a tree and quickly hooked the tree pole and stood still.

While breathing, Lianshan was shocked to find that something shining with golden light flew out of the soil.

Lianshan was shocked and flew out quickly, quickly reached out to catch the thing, and looked down at it while landing on the ground. It turned out to be a golden seal of the Holy Queen.

When Lianshan put his things in his arms and rushed to the young master...

It was quiet in an instant!

The scene where sand and stones just now disappeared completely. What was replaced by a quiet, terrible quietness. The tomb in front of me had been blown up, and the rest was a crystal coffin.

You can even clearly see Xiyin lying inside.

She is still so beautiful, not as if she was dead, but just...sleeping...

"Young Master..."

When Lianshan looked at Mingyue, he saw Mingyue sitting in a wheelchair, looking at Xiyin in the tomb without blinking. After a while, he pointed and said loudly.

"Carry her up."

Lianshan nodded, jumped into the tomb, gritted his teeth and raised the heavy coffin with his hands, and then jumped to the shore.

When he gently put down the coffin, Mingyue's eyes suddenly felt sad. Even if he died, would he die so secretly? Is it so difficult to even tell him?

"Young Master, what should I do now?"
Chapter completed!