Shen Jiuli stood on the shore for a while and felt a chill in his heart.           This place is not a place where creatures can survive. Even if Ning Xuemo succeeds in experiencing disasters, he will never be able to come here...

But since he came here, he would not give up without turning around, so he walked forward slowly.

Desolate! Lonely! Cold!

This is the only impression this place gives.

It seems that a sad aura floats with the wind, making people feel heavy for no reason.

Shen Jiuli was stunned! This breath-

A little familiar!

Since it is a barren land without a man, how could such emotions be revealed?

His sleeves trembled, and the little stone poked out his head, and the divine thoughts inside were filled with excitement: "Mother's breath! Mother's breath!"

There was a loud bang in Shen Jiuli's mind, and he finally sensed it!

This breath belongs to... Xueyimo! And this breath is extremely ancient, not like it was left behind.

He suddenly remembered Ning Xuemo's consciousness, and heard her say that Xue Yimo in his previous life exiled himself to a barren land to commit suicide by committing suicide in a coffin in order to resurrect him. His heart trembled!

Could this place be that barren land?!

He walked quickly along the breath. After a moment, he paused slightly, and he sensed the breath of another person...

After walking forward for a while, he came to a cliff, looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly!

There is a small platform in the middle of the cliff that is straight up and down. On the platform is a blood-red coffin. Next to the coffin is a man sitting, wearing a big red robe flying violently in the wind.

Snow Yilan!

I didn't expect to meet him here!

There has been no news about him in the past few months, but I didn't expect that he was a cat who came here.

Xue Yilan looked very decadent and sat next to the coffin, staring blankly at the coffin, as if she wanted to see it forever.

Shen Jiuli's eyes also fell on the coffin, and his eyes narrowed slightly!

Although he did not know the usage and function of some forbidden techniques in the Demon World, the coffin was obviously strange. The bright red color seemed to be stained with blood, exuding an extremely ominous aura.

This coffin—

Shen Jiuli's heart seemed to be clenched up hard, and he flew up and fell directly towards the platform.

The trance of Xue Yilan probably heard the movement and looked up at the flying Shen Jiuli: "What are you here to do?!"

Shen Jiuli ignored him. He stood in the air and looked at the coffin carefully.

The coffin lid has disappeared, and there is no corpse inside. There is only a coffin body lying there, as if reminding an existence.

"Haha, Shen Jiuli, you always thought Momo owed you in his previous life, but she no longer owe you! She has never owe you! She committed suicide in this coffin with such tragic means in her previous life, and used the fate of the eternal Tiansha Lone Star to exchange for your rebirth..." Xue Yilan seemed to cry and laugh.

Shen Jiuli looked pale, and his eyes were wandering around the coffin over and over, as if looking for something. After a moment, he asked, "Where is her... corpse?"
Chapter completed!