The interior of the tomb changed from the original silence to a tense situation of swords and swords. The sound of arrows coming from all around came one after another, changing into different shapes and shooting out.
At the same time that Fu Yunliu was attacked, the white marble round platform under his feet suddenly changed its shape and completely disappeared, like a terrifying black hole.
Fu Yunliu stabilized himself and floated in mid-air, blocking the sharp arrows shot from all directions. The arrows scratched his shoulder, and the blood that flowed down fell into the black hole and disappeared.
Seeing this formation setup, the answer in Chi Si's mind was clear.
The owner of this tomb looks quite similar to him.
"I wanted to spare your life, but you wanted to die on your own." Chi Si looked at the hot person opposite, and the black flame slowly rose in his hand.
Fu Yunliu struggled to take a look. The moment the black flames touched him, he broke free from the formation that trapped him and disappeared into the air.
The arrows burned by Chi Si's flames also fell from mid-air, and everything returned to calm.
"It's pretty awesome." Chi Si took back his hand.
With the help of his power, he burned all the chains and arrows that restrained him, and finally escaped. Fu Yunliu's life was not in vain for all these years.
There is still some ability in him.
He once promised Yun Han that he would not kill Fu Yunliu, and now he has kept his promise.
As Fu Yunliu disappeared, the white marble round platform reappeared. Chi Si looked at the bright starry sky above, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity that grew stronger and stronger.
From the moment he fell into the maple forest until he entered the tomb, it seemed that he himself knew which direction to go and reached the main hall.
Could it be that he had been here before in his previous life? With this knowledge, he sneered, how could he have such an idea.
He turned around to find the little girl who left him here, but as soon as he stepped out, he heard a cry from behind.
He turned around, and that voice seemed to have come from eternity, a long time of vicissitudes.
"You...are back..."
Chi Si stood still, looking at the human form slowly gathering on the white marble round platform from all directions.
The young man in armor looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty."
Countless calls quickly flashed through Chi Si's mind, Your Majesty.
"Who are you?"
The young man knelt down on one knee with his hands clasped in his fists, "Yue Xiao, see you, Your Majesty."
The dream that night appeared in front of him again. The person next to the young man named Han Gan was Yue Xiao.
"I have been waiting for you for so many years, and you are finally back." Yue Xiao was emotional.
Chi Si looked at him. He was not a physical entity, but an illusion of spiritual energy.
"You said you were waiting for me?" Chi Si looked at him.
Yue Xiao stood up and looked at the man with deep eyes, "I am your personal lieutenant. I have grown up together with you and will accompany you step by step to reach the top."
However, even if your Majesty becomes the Supreme Lord of the world, he still cannot get over the hurdle in his heart. No matter how many thousand or hundreds of years have passed, he still cannot get out of it.
In the end, he pushed himself to a dead end.
"Why are you here?" Chi Si looked at him.
Seeing Yue Xiao, he had already determined in his heart that the dreams he had had for so many years were probably things he had experienced before.
"This is the resting place of Your Majesty."
After listening to Yue Xiao's words, Chi Si understood that this was his mausoleum.
It is the tomb of his previous life.
"Your Majesty entrusted this thing to me before he died. I dedicated half of my life's spiritual power to guard it, just to wait for you to come back." Yue Xiao said and raised his hand.
A transparent crystal-like sphere appeared in his hand, and Yue Xiao held it up with both hands.
Chi Si stared at the thing in front of him. As soon as his fingers touched it, the crystal ball immediately poured out streams of spiritual energy.
Wisps of spiritual energy melted in front of him, and more and more pictures flashed in his mind.
The scattered pictures from the past finally came together into one piece, and a series of sounds rang in his ears.
"The entire Ye clan has collaborated with foreign enemies, and their crimes should be punished without mercy!"
"You are the only hope for our clan. If you want to live, you must live!"
"Mu Qian, the young master of Suo Ling Pavilion, was ordered to hunt down Han Gan, the young leader of the Sinye clan..."
Those questions that were puzzling in my dreams have now been answered.
From the time when the sky was filled with flames and the entire clan was wiped out, to when he met the young master of Suoling Pavilion who was ordered to arrest him in the mountains.
The boy and girl walking in the mountains were their companions. Later, in order to help him, the girl violated the rules of the palace and willingly suffered thirty-nine lightning strikes to death.
He got his revenge and became the lord of the world by stepping on the corpse of his enemy.
As soon as the scene turned, he saw the scene of his own death.
At the top, he changed all the policies of the previous tyrants. Although he felt that he was not an eternal wise king, he was praised by the people. But when he dreamed back at midnight, he could always see that smiling face.
The girl who called his name.
In the magnificent palace, the officials knelt on the ground and the person on the couch was dying, as if he had reached the last moment.
"All of you, please step aside. Yue Xiao stays." The voice of the person on the bed was low, with the air of a superior person.
The internal officer stood up in a hurry, led everyone out of the palace, and waited outside the palace.
Yue Xiao knelt on one knee in front of the couch, lowering his head and waiting for the man's instructions.
"Are you all ready?"
Yue Xiao nodded, "Epiphyllum has been sent to the tomb, and Jin Feng has also been sent to it. As long as you enter the tomb, all the formations will be activated."
After listening to his words, the man had a smile on his face and was ready for everything.
"I don't know if she will like what I have prepared, if she will forgive me, or if she will be willing to see me again."
Hearing this, Yue Xiao's eyes turned red, "Yes, Miss Mu Qian is the kindest girl in the world. She is so kind to you, she won't blame you."
The person on the bed chuckled when he heard this, "Yes, she is the kindest and stupidest girl in the world."
But she was also the toughest-tempered. When thirty-nine thunderbolts came down, she held on forcefully without saying a word to admit her mistake.
"Your Majesty, she hopes you will live well!" Yue Xiao couldn't help but speak out.
If you hadn't already had the will to die, it would have been impossible for Your Majesty to have died at the age of twenty-six.
Perhaps, from the day when the young master of Suoling Pavilion died, he no longer wanted to live. It was the hatred of genocide that supported him until today.
But in the end, I still couldn’t keep your Majesty.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to remember her."
The person on the bed raised his hand as he spoke, and a burst of spiritual light flickered in and out of his body.
Yue Xiao saw this and said hurriedly, "You have already spent your spiritual energy to cast the Concentric Curse. If you do this again..."
Yue Xiao's words could not stop him from moving. The man closed his eyes and handed him the transformed crystal ball.
"I don't want to be unable to remember her when I find her. You must keep an eye on this thing." The man's body was extremely weak, his memory was stripped away, and the remaining spiritual power was used for the tomb.
Death is certain.
Yue Xiao couldn't help but say, "The Concentric Curse is the secret technique of our clan. You spent half your life trying to have an afterlife with Miss Mu Qian, but she no longer has an afterlife."
Mu Qian suffered thirty-nine lightning strikes, and his soul was shattered. He would never be reincarnated, and there would be no next life.
Your Majesty began to build the mausoleum in the second year after he ascended the throne. For her, the location of the mausoleum was chosen in Yishan Mountain, which is the only way back to Suoling Pavilion. All the furnishings in the mausoleum are Miss Mu Qian's preferences.
The Concentric Curse is a sacred skill of the Night Clan, which can use half of one's spiritual power to turn things around and tie two people together so that they can meet again in the next life.
This technique seeks not only this life but the next life.
But she has no afterlife, so everything is in vain.
"After my death, King Ying'an will inherit the throne. There will be no need to mourn, and the people will be exempt from taxes for three years."
Han Gan lowered his head and held the bell on his wrist firmly. It seemed that he had worn it for many years, and the red braided thread had become frayed.
"I did what I promised, and now I can go find her..."
The world will be at peace and the world will be at peace. This is your heart's wish.
The man on the bed closed his eyes, Yue Xiao lowered his head, and the man fighting on the battlefield shed tears for the first time.
The official stood under the main hall and sounded the death knell.
Emperor Wei of the Tianyuan Dynasty passed away in the seventh year of the Tianyuan Dynasty, and the people mourned the whole country.
The memory came to an abrupt end, and Chi Si stood there, with the girl's smiling face always in front of his eyes, lingering.
"Although the appearance of the girl who accompanied you just now has changed, I can recognize her technique. Moreover, when you two were close together, I could sense the Concentric Curse. Your Majesty, you have found her." Yue Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it was unclear why she would still have the opportunity to be reincarnated after being struck by the thunder, the Concentric Curse followed the spirit body, so he could not be mistaken.
Seeing that Chi Si was still in shock, Yue Xiao took the time to return the things.
"After a thousand years, it is already a great honor for me to see you again. Now that your duties have been completed, your spirit body is about to drift away. I hope you can get what you want this time."
Yue Xiao performed his last salute, and the spiritual energy on his body began to peel off and dissipate.
He was completely relieved to be able to see the little girl who smiled like the sun again.
This time, without the previous calculations, they will definitely be able to do well, and your Majesty will definitely have a good result.
Chi Si stood there and watched the person in front of him disappear in front of him.
Bound by a concentric spell, they meet again.
Before he died, he handed over his memories and half of his spiritual power to Yue Xiao for guarding. He got back those treasured memories and half of his former strength.
"So that's it..." The man's eyes turned red.
Some things were destined from the beginning. It was he who plotted against her and killed her.
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Mu Qian stopped after walking around and around from the main room to a stone door locked by a Bagua disc lock.
She came here with the spirit butterfly. The spirit butterfly transformed into a spirit body that can penetrate anything that is not protected by spiritual energy.
There are so many formation obstacles outside here. The place where the real treasure is hidden must be protected by formations.
The disappearance of the spiritual butterflies in this place proves that there must be something inside.
With this thought, Mu Qian started to break the door. She could still unlock the door lock formed by the Bagua array as long as she used her brain.
As she moved, the disc on the door rotated, and the only protruding part was like a thimble, pointing to the right and stopping.
Mu Qian's eyes darkened with anticipation, and she reached out and knocked on the door.
"Why can't it be opened?"
There were only a few ways to open the door, so she tried it again.
The disc rotated a few times and then stopped, but the stone door remained completely motionless.
"Bang!!"
The next second the stone door fell down, and the dust raised blurred people's eyes. Mu Qian clapped her hands, stepped on the stone door and walked in.
I originally wanted to be gentle, but I really had no choice but to use violence.
"But how could this door be broken open so easily?" Mu Qian asked doubtfully.
Generally, in a place where there is a formation blessing, it would definitely be more laborious to attack with spiritual power. She did not expect that the door would open with one blow.
It can even be said that she didn't put in much effort.
However, after being confused for a while, Mu Qian started to look for something.
This tomb is not as large as the other one. The floor is marble veneer, and there are two coffins parked in the middle.
Placed side by side, they are made of the same material and have the same pattern carved on them. The cold air is constantly rising from the bottom of the coffin.
Mu Qian leaned over and saw that this was not ordinary white jade or crystal, but black ice.
If it were preserved with black ice, she shook her body subconsciously.
This body should be very well preserved.
With this thought in mind, she moved closer, and the closer she got, the more oppressive the cold air felt.
But she also felt another powerful force. Generally, only artifacts can possess such powerful power.
Mu Qian bravely stepped forward. If the thing was not elsewhere in the room, it must be in the coffin.
She stretched out her hand and pushed open the coffin lid with great effort, and after mentally preparing herself, she looked inside the coffin. However, where she looked, there was no body as she expected, but a carved red lacquered wood box.
Mu Qian picked up the box and opened it to see a bronze mirror, which was constantly reflecting light.
"This should be it." Mu Qian said, raising her hand to move the mirror.
But the mirror that received her spiritual power did not move at all.
"Take it to Chi Si." Mu Qian put the things away.
It was Chi Si who said that this mirror was useful and he had to be responsible.
With this thought, Mu Qian opened another coffin. There was still only a box inside.
She lifted it up to open it, but the box was so light that it didn't look like it contained anything.
Before she could open the lid, two people rushed in from the door and began to move without explanation.
Mu Qian kicked the two of them away with a roundhouse kick and slapped them with a quick palm. The two were hit and their backs hit the wall. They were stuck to the wall tightly and could not move.
"You just grabbed it without saying anything. I think you don't want to die." Mu Qian snorted coldly.
She hadn't yet determined whether the contents in the box were real, and the two men had arrived at an untimely time.
"Stop talking nonsense, kill me if you want." The voice of the man hanging on the wall was unruly.
Mu Qian looked at them. Why did this voice sound so familiar? She raised her hand and knocked off the masks on their faces.
The moment the mask fell off, she stared at the person on the wall, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.
She didn't know or see the person on the right, but she saw the person on the left every day some time ago.
"What do you want!" Nan Mu yelled at her.
Mu Qian's headache became even more severe. When did this person become so sneaky? He could follow them quietly into the tomb.
"Kill me if you can. If you can't, let me go. Let's fight again!!" Nan Mu became emotional.
Mu Qian held her forehead, so how should she deal with this irritable young man now.