Witch Gate!

Huang Qingtian's death dealt a great blow to Yan Zhiyu, and basically all the things in the door were handed over to others to take care of. And she, every morning, would come to Huang Qingtian's grave, whisper softly, and only go home late at night. Every day, all the time.

When Huang Qingtian was alive, they didn't have much time to get along. That brief period of time has now become the best memory in her heart. Huang Qingtian has dedicated his life to Tianmen, and has paid too much for the entire martial arts, for Tianmen, and for his brothers.

And only, he owes the woman he loves the most.

Now, the emperor is buried in the loess, and they will never be separated again. Yan Zhiyu just wanted to accompany him every day and talk to him, lest he be miserable and lonely below.

However, seeing Yan Zhiyu like this, the others were worried, for fear that she would suffer a mental breakdown because of the death of Huang Qingtian.

When Huang Qingtian was alive, there were not many words between them. Even, in the eyes of many people, their feelings are nothing more than that. No one thought that the relationship between them would be so deep.

"Girl, you can't be like this, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to cheer up. Yan Zhiyu's mother sighed silently and said distressedly.

"Mom, I'm fine, I just want to spend more time with him. Don't worry, I'm not going to kill myself. Yan Zhiyu was aware of her mother's concerns.

"But how can you do this all day long? If you have something to say, what do you let your mother do? How do you let your mother live alone?"

"Mom, I'm really fine. I used to spend less time with him, and now that no one can separate us, I just want to talk to him more. Mom, you don't have to worry about your daughter, I won't think about it until I see Duanmu Wenhao die in front of me. Yan Zhiyu said.

Her words seemed to imply something.

Her mother couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that Duanmu Wenhao died, and she would also be martyred for Huang Qingtian?

How could she, as a person who had come over, not know about the pain of bereavement? When Yan Xiwei died, she also thought about accompanying him. However, thinking that there was still Wumen and Yan Zhiyu, she slowly thought about it and slowly gave up. Now, she can only hope that time can heal Yan Zhiyu's pain.

"Hey......" sighed silently, and she didn't say anything more.

She knows her daughter's temper and personality, she is stubborn, and she can't pull back ten horses from what she believes.

"Mom, I'm leaving!" After speaking, Yan Zhiyu turned around and left.

As usual, he came to the tomb of Huang Qingtian.

The scene that caught her eye almost made her collapse. I don't know when, Huang Qingtian's grave was dug open, and his body was nowhere to be found.

"Ah......h

In ancient times, digging up a man's grave was a great sin of beheading. No matter how great the hatred is, you can't do that, right?

And who? Who has the ability to quietly infiltrate the Witch Gate, dig up Huang Qingtian's grave, and steal his body?

But Emperor Qingtian is dead, and he is in the ground, so why don't Duanmu Wenhao let him go?

Yan Zhiyu was full of grief and indignation, and her screams of grief were hysterical, causing the people of Wumen to be shocked. They were worried that something had happened to Yan Zhiyu, so they ran over quickly.

When they saw the scene in front of them, everyone else was stunned.

Who is so lacking in virtue, and can do such a thing that has lost its conscience?

Yan Zhiyu's mother saw her like that, and her heart was like a knife. hurriedly walked over, hugged her, and comforted her softly: "We will definitely help you find his body, definitely." ”

With that, he turned his head and glanced at the disciples of the Wumen, and ordered: "Send someone to investigate immediately, and be sure to find Huang Qingtian's body back." I don't care what method you use, and if you can't find his body, you don't have to come back to me. ”

"Yes!"

The disciple of the Wumen answered, and hurriedly turned around and left.

The body, it must have been stolen last night. The other party has the corpse of Huang Qingtian, presumably he will not go far, and it may be too late to chase it now.

Yan Zhiyu's crying gradually stopped, her eyes were resolute, and a chill burst out, "It's Duanmu Wenhao, it must be him, it must be him." People are already dead, and they still don't let him go, I'm going to find him, I'm going to find him. ”

Yan Zhiyu's mother was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly grabbed her, "Why are you going?"

"I'm going to find Duanmu Wenhao, I'm going to kill her. Yan Zhiyu said viciously.

"Silly girl, even Huang Qingtian is not his opponent, what can you do if you go? You calm down first, and then we'll think of other ways. Don't worry, Mom promised you that she would definitely get his body back. Believe me. Yan Zhiyu's mother comforted softly.

"No, I can't wait, I have to go. Mom, I beg you, don't stop me. When the sky died, so did my heart. Now that even his body has been stolen, I don't even have the last bit of sustenance. I must go to Duanmu Wenhao, if I can't kill him, then let me die. At least, there is also Qingtian accompanying me on Huangquan Road. Yan Zhiyu said firmly.

"Don't be so stupid, okay, if you have three long and two short, what do you want your mother to do? Believe me, my mother promised that you would get his body back. If you are like this, even if you go, it won't change anything. Yan Zhiyu's mother continued to persuade.

However, Yan Zhiyu's stubborn personality is so easy to persuade?

"Mom, even if you leave me behind, it's just a walking corpse. You let me go, you let me go!" Yan Zhiyu was a little hysterical, as if she had fallen into a state of madness.

Her mother saw the pain in her eyes and heart, since she was a child, how could Yan Zhiyu ever suffer such a blow? How could she ever be like this? Seeing her like this, her mother's heart was like a knife.

Worried that Yan Zhiyu would really do something stupid in this crazy state, her mother took the opportunity to order her sleeping hole. Anyway, first calm her mood and prevent her from going to Duanmu Wenhao for revenge. When Huang Qingtian's body was recovered, Yan Zhiyu would be cured without medicine.

She can only do this, helpless.

Do you want her to watch her daughter go to death? Seeing Yan Zhiyu become insane?

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, Yan Zhiyu is like this, and the saddest thing is her mother.

"I'm sorry, girl, my mother can't watch you die. She said apologetically, picked up Yan Zhiyu, and walked back.