The door slowly opened, and it was pitch black inside.

Wang Yue injected immortal power into his eyes, and he couldn't see what was inside, as if there was some kind of prohibition in it.

He had to sigh, worthy of being a character who was about to be promoted to Immortal Venerable, and the ban he set was so strong that even as an Immortal Venerable, he couldn't see the content clearly.

He stepped in, and as soon as he stepped in, he exhaled, and immediately the surroundings lit up.

Countless candles lit up on the surrounding walls, illuminating the entire secret room, and the door behind it also closed with a bang.

Wang Yue looked around, this secret room was very large, but the layout was very simple, only a stone table, a stone bench, a stone bed, a wooden shelf, and some neat and tidy small items placed on the shelf.

He first walked to the stone table, slowly sat on the stone bench, looked at the stone table in front of him, and then he was stunned for a moment, and found that there seemed to be some words engraved on the stone table, and after a closer look, there were two lines of poetry on it:

Unforgettable, a bunch of white myrtle from the West Chamber.

He frowned slightly, this stone table, as well as these two lines of poetry, seemed to be a little familiar.

He recited these two lines of poetry repeatedly, the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger, and then, his head suddenly began to ache, as if an electric current flew out from the depths of his soul and poured into his brain.

This pain became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but cover his head and let out a low cry of pain!

After more than ten seconds, the pain suddenly disappeared, and he only felt a bang in his head, and the scene in front of him changed instantly!

The scene in front of him was no longer Bai Wei's secret room, but a mansion that looked very large, it was noon, the sun was scorching, the temperature was very high, a little boy about seven or eight years old was squatting in the corner, stretching out his immature little hands to build a pergola, to block a plant from the sun.

The plant looked like a weed, but it had a puffy white flower, but the flowers and leaves were wilted, as if they had been sunburned.

The little boy said, "Don't be afraid, I'll block you from the sun so you won't die of the sun." ”

The little boy was sweating profusely from the scorching sun, and the sweat ran down his cheeks, dripping next to the plants, and quickly evaporated.

Wang Yuexin said that the child is really relatively simple and stupid, and you might as well water it if you block the sun.

He tried to open his mouth to warn, but found that he couldn't open his mouth, make any sound, and can't do anything.

Just like it was in the dream before.

At this moment, the little boy suddenly patted his head: "That's right!

As he spoke, he ran away quickly, and soon he ran back, carrying a ladle of water, slowly pouring it on the plant, and said with a smile: "Hehe, so that you won't be sunburned, I'm really smart." ”

Wang Yue rolled his eyes, you were almost sunburned before you remembered to water it, are you embarrassed to say that you are smart?

After watering, the little boy continued to shade the plant from the sun, and soon the plant was no longer wilting, and the flowers and leaves gradually became full.

"Great. The little boy said happily.

At this time, a female voice sounded: "Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue, it's time to take a nap." ”

"Oh! got it!" said the little boy aloud, and then smiled at the plants, "I'm going to take a nap first, and you can rest too, after drinking so much water, I'm sure you won't get sunburned." ”

After the little boy ran away, the plants swayed gently in the breeze, as if to say goodbye to the little boy and to thank him.

Wang Yue looked at the little boy, and the little boy ran into the house, and there was a wooden sign posted outside the door of the house, which read "West Wing".

In a mansion like this, the head of the family generally lives in the north room, that is, the upper room, and the east and west wings are for the children, and the eldest son generally lives in the east wing, and the second son or daughter lives in the west wing.

West Wing... Wang Yue frowned, thinking of the poem just now: A bunch of white myrtles rose in the west chamber, he was stunned for a moment, looking at the plant, could it be... That's a white myrtle?

The next scene was like a movie speeding up, the sun rose in the east and set in the west, day after day, year after year, the little boy sat next to the white myrtle outside the west wing on weekdays to cultivate, comprehend the creation of heaven and earth, and absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Wang Yue could see that when the little boy was cultivating, part of the aura would also be absorbed by Bai Weihua.

The little boy did this on purpose, he gave a part of the aura to Bai Weihua, and then smiled and watched Bai Weihua absorb the aura.

"Grow stronger quickly, I hope you will never be wilted by the sun again. The little boy said happily.

Time passed quickly, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye, and the little boy had grown into a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, and his strength had also become very strong, and his appearance was exactly the same as Wang Yue's.

Wang Yue was almost certain that this was Mingyue Xingjun.

And that bouquet of white myrtle... It should be the Baiwei Immortal Emperor.

It's just that ten years have passed, Bai Weihua is still the same, she has not grown up, and there are no other changes, but Wang Yue can clearly feel that Bai Weihua's body is full of surging aura, and she has become a demon.

On this day, the mansion was lit up with lights, and everyone was beaming, it turned out that Ming Yue was going to marry his daughter-in-law.

Everyone was busy for the wedding, people came and went, but no one noticed that the white myrtle flower in the corner outside the west wing was trembling gently.

On the night of the candles in the cave room, after Ming Yue finished drinking, he returned to the west wing and returned to his wife.

When the lights in the west wing went out, Wang Yue could clearly see that a few dewdrops had condensed on the petals of the white myrtle.

But he knew that it was not dewdrops, it was Bai Wei's tears.

In a flash of light, Bai Weihua turned into a pretty girl, dressed as white as snow, squatting outside the west wing, crying silently until dawn.

After dawn, the girl turned back into a white myrtle.

Since then, Ming Yue has been with his wife, and almost never came to see Bai Weihua again, Bai Weihua stubbornly refused to leave, and silently practiced alone every day, accumulating aura.

Until one day.

On this day, Ming Yue had something to go out, only his wife was in the room, and in the middle of the night, he quietly came to the west wing.

Through the moonlight, Wang Yue saw clearly that the sneaky person was Ming Yue's eldest brother, Ming Hao.

What kind of situation is this? Wang Yue's Zu'an's soul began to awaken, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded the street.

Ming Hao looked around and saw that there was no one, and knocked on the door gently, the door opened, and Ming Yue's wife looked shy: "Dead ghost!

Minghao hugged her: "Little goblin, you want to kill me!"

"Be quiet, come in, don't let anyone see you!".

"It's okay, my brother went out to run errands, and he will not come back until the day after tomorrow at the earliest, and the servants have all been taken away by me, and no one will see them!"

Wang Yue angrily scolded in his heart: Fuck Nima, this pair of dog men and women!