?? In this land of constant wars for 10,000 years, there is still such a deserted and quiet place that has not been disturbed by the flames of war, which is far from the battlefield used in the wars of the two clans in the past dynasties, but it is only a hundred miles away, and it can be crossed in an instant.

But in this area, there is not the slightest trace of being trampled by the war, maybe it is too plain and inconspicuous, and no one will notice that there is such a place in the vast imperial domain, among the mountains and ravines.

This foothill is really ordinary, very ordinary, the mountain is not high, most of the beasts in the mountain are docile, the mountains are full of grass and trees, there are bees and butterflies dotted in the flowers, although there is no full aura in the air, but it is also fragrant and pleasant.

At the foot of such a secluded barren mountain, quietly sits such a lonely tomb, there is no gorgeous ornament around, there is no carved tomb, just like a wild tomb, no one cares about it, even the stone tablet, has been eroded by the years, full of moss, under the cover of the wild grass, if you don't take a closer look, you really don't realize that this wild tomb still has a stone tablet.

In the Northern Wilderness Emperor Domain, it is a blessing if the deceased can be buried, but such a simple burial should be seen everywhere, but what is buried under this lonely tomb is the hero of the entire Northern Wilderness Emperor Domain, the previous Northern Wilderness Emperor who is still admired by tens of thousands of people even after death!

Binglan stood in front of the lonely grave, her heart was in a mess, her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, her eyes showed a tangled look, she didn't know how to face the scene in front of her, she might have done nothing without seeing it, and then turned around and left, leaving this inconspicuous barren mountain, forgetting that there was such a lonely tomb under this mountain.

But she couldn't do it, she thought about leaving, but her feet didn't obey the call at all, maybe she didn't want to leave deep down in her heart, and after a stalemate for a while, Binglan finally took a few steps closer again, walked closer, and squatted down.

Bing Lan stared at the low grave full of flowers and plants, as time passed, maybe in a few years, this tomb should disappear traces, the surrounding soil will cover it, and even the stone tablet will be buried together, who will know that there is a lonely tomb here, and the tomb hides the emperor of the former Northern Wilderness.

Maybe at that time, no one will ever think of the Red Emperor Song Yishan, a once famous hero, maybe there will be someone who misses the old and just mentions it casually, but I don't know that after the death of the Red Emperor, he was buried here so simply and hastily.

Binglan suddenly stretched out her hand and lifted away the wild grass vines scattered in front of the stele, which would look more conspicuous, but she still didn't stop moving, the slender white palm touched the surface of the stele, and she wanted to wipe the moss off the stele one by one.

Binglan didn't know why she did this, she clearly hated the man under the stone tablet, but there was a trace of instinct that prompted her to do so.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a beam of spiritual light came along the stele in front of him, and the moment Binglan's hand touched the stele, the moss-covered stele suddenly turned into powder and disappeared, leaving only the lonely tomb, which clearly did not even have a stone stele, and what happened to the stone tablet that Binglan saw?

Could it be an illusion from her heart? But this illusion would make her think that the one buried in the lonely grave in front of her would be Song Yishan, the first emperor of the Northern Wilderness. Thinking about it like this, Binglan suddenly felt ridiculous, what kind of character Song Yishan was, after his death, he was naturally buried in a beautiful manner, how could he fall into such a situation, and the burial was so simple and sloppy.

But if it weren't Song Yishan in this tomb, who would it be? If it wasn't Song Yishan, why would such a stone tablet be conjured up for no reason? Binglan was a little messy, and she couldn't find a clue.

However, the spiritual light still did not disappear, it appeared in front of Binglan's eyes, and suddenly sprinkled on the entire lonely tomb, suddenly blooming a large area of brilliance, as if the surroundings were completely shrouded by this light, as if isolated from the world.

Bing Lan immediately got up, she looked around, and finally fixed her gaze not far behind, there, there were several thatched houses, in a simple and neat small courtyard, there was a pair of young men and women, they were like husband and wife, Bing Lan could tell that the man was a human race, and the woman was a demon race!

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Dongzhou.

The red peaks rise into the sky, there are several simple attics on the peak, and outside the attic there is a high platform only the size of a basketball court, the high platform hovers above the peaks, floating and does not touch the peaks, it looks so mysterious.

Floating clouds surrounded the floating platform, surrounded by aura, and on the floating platform, an old man stared at the girl sitting quietly on the side with great interest.

The girl was born beautiful, wearing a simple dress, tied up her long hair at will, her body was as slender as a fairy, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were slightly touched, she looked very smart, and she was a rare beauty in the whole Dongzhou.

"Luoluo, don't you want to take a look at such an interesting thing?" The old man has a childish face, looks like a fairy wind and bones, does not eat the fireworks of the world, and has a tough body, I can't tell his age, let alone his realm.

When the girl heard this, she opened her eyes slightly, stared at the old man for a moment, and then glanced casually at the sky.

"Three-Rank Spirit Refiner, I expected it a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. The girl spoke, although she looked very calm, but the surprise and shock that was inadvertently revealed could not escape the eyes of the old man, but the old man did not break it.

"Such an excellent little guy, if it is really not just because of excellent luck, but also because of your qualifications, you are far above you. The old man spoke again, this time with some emotion, half of this emotion was deliberately made for the girl, and the other half was from the heart, such a young man is really amazing to be evil.

"So Master, do you want to leave Luoluo and go to find another beloved apprentice? It doesn't matter, Luoluo has always been alone, and he has long been used to it, so go quickly, lest your beloved apprentice be snatched away by others. The girl winked playfully, pretending to be aggrieved, but she was only amusing the old man, who had long been accustomed to his precious nature.

"Nonsense, it's reluctant to be a teacher, but you really don't plan to go and see it?" the old man asked again.

The girl shook her head: "No, no, no, this girl has already been there once, you can't always go, anyway, this girl also has an identity, doesn't she? Besides, that little guy will definitely come to me, I told him." ”

The old man was slightly startled, and then smiled and said: "If you don't go, Xianjun will also send someone to go, don't blame the teacher for not reminding you at that time!"