Yang Qian and Nangong Yue's hearts sank suddenly, and at the same time they looked at the tower door that had closed suddenly, and the two glanced at each other, and their expressions suddenly became much more solemn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a long time, the two of them looked around and observed the situation inside the tower.

The tower is much more spacious than expected. If you look at it, you can see countless murals carved on the walls around the tower. The characters and things on the murals are vivid, and the most bizarre thing is that those murals are actually moving.

Yang Qian and Nangong Yue sighed softly, and then looked at these murals carefully.

The murals depict magnificent palaces and castles, bustling and noisy cities, and smiling people...... A piece of prosperity, a piece of peace and ease.

"This mural should depict the ......Tsarist era," Nangong Yue muttered.

Yang Qian snorted, which was an answer. From this mural alone, Yang Qian can appreciate how prosperous and glorious the Tsarist era was.

It was a great time!

That is the sand people, in this Xizhou desert, created a brilliant prosperity!

This should have been passed on forever and remembered by history forever. However, the Tsarist era, at its peak and prosperity, came to an abrupt end and disappeared forever on the Eastern Fantasy Continent.

Sadly, the glory of that time is gone. On the land of Xizhou, there is no trace of that era anymore. Yang Qian sighed. No, seeing these murals, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness and inexplicable loss in his heart.

After looking around the mural, the two of them finally landed in the center of the bottom of the tower, where they first noticed.

In the huge space, there are hardly any superfluous furnishings, so it looks very empty.

And the more empty it is, the more conspicuous anything in it will be.

When they looked at the center of the tower, Yang Qian and Nangong Yue couldn't help but suffocate their breath at the same time.

His eyes fell on a crystal coffin and never looked away.

When they first stepped into them, perhaps because the tower door was suddenly closed, Yang Qian and the others looked back at the tower gate, and then noticed the mural on the wall.

But he ignored that in the center of the bottom of this tower, there was a crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin was not squared on the ground, but was held up by an unknown force, suspended one meter above the ground.

From a distance, there was a chill around the crystal coffin. Through the swirling cold air, it can be seen that there is a pale yellow figure in the crystal coffin.

Judging from the pale yellow figure, there should be a woman in the crystal coffin.

"Who will be in this coffin? Could it be the Tsar? Yang Qian frowned. But soon he denied his conjectures, because he had the impression that the Tsar should be a tall, mighty and imposing man.

It can't be a woman.

But to be stored in this tower, in a crystal coffin, even if it is not a tsar, its identity should not be simple.

Yang Qian and Nangong Yue's breathing seemed a little shorter.

Obviously, the crystal coffin and the appearance of the woman in it made them feel a little uneasy.

The two glanced at each other tacitly, and then took a step and slowly approached the crystal coffin.

The distance was closer, and Yang Qian noticed that on the ground below the crystal coffin, there was another magic circle.

Countless strange runes connected to each other, centered on the location of the crystal coffin, spreading in all directions.

Stomp ......

The two of them held their breath, and the tower was so quiet that only the sound of their footsteps sounded.

With the rhythm of their hearts, one by one, one by one. Reverberates in the empty space inside the tower.

Although the distance is not far, Yang Qian and Nangong Yue both have a strange feeling, that is, this short distance seems to have been walked for a long time.

It was as if this section was less than five meters away, and it was enough to cover thousands of miles.

I don't know how long it took, but the two of them finally stood in front of the crystal coffin and looked into the coffin.

I saw that in the coffin, a pretty woman figure appeared in front of me.

The woman was dressed in a goose yellow dress, her face was overwhelming, her skin was fair and delicate, and her snow muscles and jade bones. The body is slim and the body is well-proportioned, which can be called perfect.

Her red lips were lightly closed, and Joan's nose was straight.

The eyes were closed, like two crescent moons.

She lay quietly in the crystal coffin, as if she had fallen asleep.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qian even wondered if the woman was really asleep. If not, then her body is too well preserved, right?

Yang Qian gasped, looked at Nangong Yue and couldn't speak for a long time.

Yang Qian and Nangong Yue looked at each other.

The expressions are very solemn.

Both of their hearts couldn't help but beat faster.

However, at this moment, a soft and beautiful female voice suddenly sounded.

"Finally, someone is here."

The voice was ethereal, as if it were coming from all directions, but it seemed to ring right in front of my ears.

Hearing this, the two looked around at the same time, but they didn't see anyone.

"Who's talking?" Yang Qian asked loudly.

Yang Qian's voice fell, and in the crystal coffin, in the woman's body, suddenly a phantom floated out and was suspended in mid-air.

This scene was really weird, which startled Yang Qian and Nangong Yue, and they couldn't help but take two steps back.

"You don't have to be afraid, I won't be bad for you." The phantom slowly fell to the ground.

At this time, Yang Qian and the others saw the appearance of the phantom clearly.

It turned out to be exactly the same as the woman in the crystal coffin.

The only difference was that this phantom appeared alive in front of their eyes, and it was a little more angry.

Of course, it is also a little more moving than the body in the crystal coffin.

The beauty of that woman's face, even in today's Eastern Fantasy Continent, can't find a few comparable to it.

Nangong Yue was confident enough in her beauty, but in front of this woman, she sighed to herself.

"You...... ...... are you" Nangong Yue stared at the woman's phantom and asked cautiously.

Yang Qian also stared at the woman's phantom, waiting for her answer.

"You're here, you should be able to guess who I am, right?" The woman's phantom did not answer directly.

"Are you the Tsar?" Yang Qian asked the doubts in his heart.

Hearing this, the woman's phantom smiled beautifully, nodded, and said, "Yes." ”

Receiving the affirmative answer of the woman's phantom, Yang Qian and Nangong Yue's faces couldn't help but change. Although I had been mentally prepared before, it was still unbelievable when the facts were in front of me.

"But the Tsar shouldn't be ......"

"It's a man, right?" Before Yang Qian could finish speaking, the Tsar interrupted him, "It's not just you, almost everyone who hasn't seen me thinks so. ”

"So, when they learned that the tsar turned out to be a woman, they were all surprised." Tsar Road.

Her voice is unusually beautiful, like a fairy music, which makes people intoxicated.

Yang Qian and Nangong Yue were speechless for a while.

The Tsar glanced at them and said, "I am the last Tsar, and the last and only female Tsar of the Tsarist Dynasty, my name is Shen Meng......"