"Mu Zheng, they are not enemies..." A faint woman sighed, sad and plaintive, a little trembling, and mixed with sobs, like crying and complaining.
"Wanxi!"
The monstrous fighting spirit of that skeleton dissipated into nothingness in an instant, and it was also a trembling call, as if it had gone through the ruthless years and vicissitudes of the world!
Yang Di and the others heaved a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the female ghost turned out to be a big help.
However, both the female ghost and the skeleton were in a very wrong state. After two sighs and calls, they fell into silence.
The former has been wandering around Wangyue Lake for thousands of years, and seems to have forgotten many memories, while the skeleton only has an obsession and fighting spirit left, and even communication is extremely difficult.
But it is certain that there must be a great connection between the two, otherwise they would not have passed away forever and still cherish each other, even if they are separated, they will not forget each other!
This can't help but make people sigh. The skeleton's "Wanxi" seems to have made things more clear, but there are still many sad allusions in it.
"Ahem...that one, we have no ill intentions, we just want to use your golden ancient sword to drive away the evil spirit of the black devil." Yang Di knew that what the female ghost could do has been done, and they can only rely on themselves next.
At that moment, he quickly used the little fox's spiritual connection to communicate with the skeleton.
"His name is Mu Zheng, not 'that one'!" the crazy girl muttered in dissatisfaction.
"Are you Wan Xi's friends?" After a long time, such a voice came from the remains, neither sad nor happy, as if there were no mood swings.
"Yes, yes, we are the ones who brought her in." Ning Yunzhu rushed to say.
"You can use the 'Jin Ge'." The skeleton said calmly.
"Great!" Yang Di was pleasantly surprised. The next moment, he could clearly feel that there seemed to be something in that golden ancient sword that began to resonate with them.
That should be the legendary weapon spirit.
"What are you still doing? Come over and help." Yang Di greeted Zong Xun. Now that he has established resonance with the golden ancient sword, he naturally needs to pour a lot of spiritual power into it.
"Okay!" Zong Xun said nothing, put a hand on his shoulder, and began to pour spiritual energy into him.
At the same time, the little fox and the crazy girl were also running their spiritual veins, pouring spiritual power into the ancient sword from a distance.
"Chichi~~~"
After a few breaths, the golden ancient sword suddenly burst into light, extremely dazzling, with strings of golden runes flowing between the blades!
The dense black fog seemed to be baked by some hot power, and then slowly began to melt.
These dark evil spirits have long been immobilized by the charm of the ancient sword. Unfortunately, the warrior has passed away, and there is no way for him to activate it again, so that it can persist for thousands of years.
Now, Yang Di and his group accidentally broke in, and after understanding some secrets, they tried their best to activate it, and naturally it started to regain its former glory.
Almost all the artifacts in the entire Xiwang ruins were broken into pieces. Only this ancient sword could not be destroyed by Jiuyou's soul-devouring spell, which is enough to show its extraordinary quality.
Thousands of years have passed, and the remnants of the Nine Nether Soul-eating Curse have almost dissipated. Facing this ancient sword, it is naturally powerless to parry.
In less than half a minute, the black mist surrounding the remains was completely dispersed, and the entire palace suddenly lost that gloomy evil aura.
When the golden ancient sword's light fell, Yang Di and others were relieved, their faces filled with joy. Finally, they lived up to their expectations and cleared the evil spirit of the black devil from the ruins.
Just when Yang Di and the others were in a trance, wisps of faint light emerged from the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the remains, and in the blink of an eye, a dim light and shadow floated there.
He was a strong and mighty man, wearing a battle armor, with sharp and clear eyebrows. Even after a thousand years, he still had only one obsession left, and he still couldn't hide his elegance.
"Mu Zheng..."
At some point, the eight-treasure bottle flew out, and the female ghost also emerged from the mouth of the bottle, floating forward with a sad expression.
This time Yang Di did not stop her. This female ghost turned out to be the Wanxi Princess recorded in the unofficial history. But what is strange is that after entering the site, she never mentioned the King of the West again.
On the contrary, I never forget the name "Mu Zheng".
Now it is certain that Mu Zheng is the standing corpse in front of him. What happened back then? Why did Princess Wanxi, who was given a marriage to the King of the West, not care much for the King of the West, but instead cared about such a person in the history of the alliance
The general who has not been mentioned will never forget it!
"You are Wanxi, my Wanxi..." With that dim obsession, he spoke in a daze, a little confused, but also a little excited.
It is really too weak and very worrying, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.
"I'm Wan Xi..." The female ghost suddenly cried for no apparent reason, and her voice was so heartbreaking. He floated to the skeleton, reached out his pale hands, and wanted to touch the remains, but every time, his hands
They all passed through the remains.
She is no longer a spirit body, and she no longer has a body. Even caressing the remains has become a luxury.
"Wanxi, you are here, and it's time for me to leave. My soul has been dissipated in the battle with the Nine Nether Soul-Eating Curse. With this obsession, it is difficult to remember you anymore. We said goodbye thousands of years ago. Wanxi, you
And cherish it..."
I don’t know how long it took, that dim light and shadow, a gentle smile, and the majesty and fierceness on his face disappeared. But this smile was the last afterglow. The evil spirit of the black devil had taken over, his long-cherished wish was over, and his obsession began to disappear.
.
After all, this ray of obsession is not for the woman he once cared about. As he said, we said goodbye thousands of years ago, and when we meet again, he can't even remember this woman.
"Mu Zheng, wuwuwu..." The female ghost's gloomy eyes showed deep fear and pain, and she desperately wanted to reach out and grab her.
But it was of no use. The dim light and shadow quickly dissipated like bubbles.
Bang bang bang...
The obsession dissipated, and the standing skeleton collapsed and shattered in an instant. With a clang, the golden ancient sword fell to the ground, sparks were generated from the collision, and the metal trembled, echoing in the palace for a long time.
Ning Yunzhu, Little Fox, and Yu You all cried. Xuanya and Mo Mo, who watched this scene through the video, wiped their tears in the RV outside.
In fact, they haven't figured out what is going on between these two ancients, but this situation is unavoidable and makes people unbearable to look at it. An obsession, a ghost, and a few words seem to be spoken.
Let go of the heartache that will never come back.
Yang Di felt very uncomfortable looking at this, but he had nothing to do. That Mu Zheng's soul had long since dissipated. Even if Daluo Jinxian came down to earth, there would be nothing he could do, let alone him?
“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…” The female ghost cried. Her voice was not very loud, but it was filled with heartbreaking sadness. The crazy girl and the little fox tried to persuade her, but it was of no use. She was like an elf that had been abandoned for thousands of years.
He has been guarding Wangyue Lake for thousands of years and has not left. Now that he has come in, there is still no result.
Yang Di couldn't bear to look at it. He quietly stepped forward and picked up two parchments from the broken bones on the ground.
They are really two notes. In one of them, where the signature is written, there is a name called "Yiniang".
That "Yiniang" seems to have recorded three past events. She wrote this -
"On this day, I was shocked to hear the news of the death of Her Royal Highness the Princess. It's a pity that Your Highness has only been here to see Li'er twice in the past two years. Now she has been sent to death by Your Majesty. What is left to me, the nanny, is endless sadness and fear. Your Majesty will
Should I forgive my infant Li'er? Where should I go..."
"Still unable to escape with Li'er. Your Majesty wanted to execute Li'er, but fate played a trick on people. At the critical moment, he killed countless innocent palace advisors and saved her. The imperial advisor asserted that Li'er was the one who could overcome the disaster.
The body can cut off a person's popularity, I wonder what your majesty wants to do?"
"Li'er got married today and was conferred the title of Princess Wanxi by His Majesty. As a nanny who watched Li'er grow up, I know that Li'er doesn't like the ascetic King Xi, but Li'er can't help himself..."
After reading these three paragraphs of the letter, Yang Di couldn't help but frowned. The princess mentioned in the letter should be the magical Princess Taiping of the Tang Dynasty. Since Princess Taiping was given to death, that "Your Majesty",
It must be Li Longji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty!