If Junlai hadn't been to the point of protecting him because of guilt, Yan Ziyue would not have had such an easy ending.

But now that the Soul-Living Stone has reached her, Yan Ziyue can no longer pose a threat.

Ling Luoyu naturally would not attack her again.

However, she didn't know what Yan Ziyue's future was.

It's not under her control.

She only cares about whether the Soul-Lie Stone is really a fragment of the Thunder Seal and what is the relationship between it and other fragments.

The most important thing is whether she can get all the fragments.

Also, where is Mo Xuanchen?

Long time no see, I really don't know how he is!

The group of people has their own thoughts.

Even when Feng Chenglin noticed that the atmosphere was not right, he no longer made jokes.

I just divided the barbecue to everyone, and then warmed up some wine and shared it with everyone to eat.

I have to say that the mechanism created by the Miao family is really a masterpiece.

The other side of the city collapsed into a lake, but the side of the sacrifice hall was still safe and sound.

After eating wine and meat, the group of people regained a bonfire under the hall and went to bed.

Tomorrow, the Gate of Hell will open from outside.

By then, they can all leave safely.

Night soon came.

No one spoke in the hall, only breathing sounds were heard.

But everyone knows it very well in their hearts-

No one sleeps.

It seems that everyone has their own thoughts in their hearts.

He turned over and opened his eyes and looked around.

Suddenly, it met Feng Chenglin's eyes.

"What? Are you not asleep yet?" Feng Chenglin leaned closer and whispered almost: "It's going to be late at night, aren't you sleepy?"

"Can't sleep!"

“…What can’t sleep with this?”

“…”

Ding Temple looked around and lowered his voice: "I was wondering if this Gate of Hell exists for that!"

He said it was low, but Zhou Yan opened his eyes with ease.

However, he didn't move and just listened to the two of them.

"To be honest, I'm thinking about this too!" Feng Chenglin moved again and leaned against Dingmiao: "Who did you think that who was buried in? You have to work hard to create such a big place in your Miao family, which is still strange..."

Is this place normal?

It's normal too!

But if it is not normal, it seems to be really weird.

"You also feel it?" Dingmiao frowned and looked at the top of the cave with his head raised thoughtfully: "Just now, in my memory, I plundered all the plunders, and wanted to find the record of this gate of hell, but nothing..."

"...Didn't you say that you forgot because of the age of time?"

"Forgot means forgetting, nothing is not, this is different..."

The inheritance of this kind is unique to the Miao family.

The mystery in this can only be understood, not expressed in words.

The temple cannot explain what this is, only one thing can be confirmed-

"If the inheritance of our Miao family is not in memory, it is either not worth a day or a small matter that is not worth recording, or... it is a huge event that can be erased by others!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn’t inheriting this thing illusory?

Invisible, intangible, ethereal existence.

That kind of thing can be artificially erased?!

How to wipe it?

Dig out a piece of brain?!

As the Internet was guessing, Mo You moved and came over, lowering his voice.

"What do you mean by the messenger of the Consciousness? It doesn't mean that our ancestors had any shocking secrets, so they were deliberately... disappeared by some people or someone's power?"
Chapter completed!