In the early morning of the next day, there was no snow in Loulan, and the rising sun hung on the snow-capped mountains in the east, and the hazy smoke around it shrouded people, making people unable to return to their senses for a long time.

But on such a bright morning, Shen Qiancheng and his party went out of the city and stepped on the top of the snow-capped mountains outside Manchester City.

Shen Qiancheng and his entourage of six people, plus the eldest grandson Yuehua and Lan Lingruo lying in the ice coffin, a total of eight people, went up to the snow mountain so lightly.

Loulan is a place where snow falls all year round, so although it didn't snow this morning, the ice and snow of the past didn't melt. The mountain road is still difficult to walk, but Shen Qiancheng and the others are not ordinary people, so they used their deep internal force to melt the snowflakes under their feet, so that the road is not too smooth.

After stopping for about two hours, Shen Qiancheng and his party came to the entrance of the Heavenly Tomb, but just as they were sparsely trying to enter the Heavenly Tomb Cave, a familiar figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The top of the snow-capped mountain was silent, and even the sound of some snow falling could be heard clearly, and it was at this time that Mo Wentian's gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

Tang Yuan...... I knew I would see you again today. ”

Reminded by Mo Wentian's voice, the few people present, except for Shen Qiancheng, who had already seen Tang Yuan, all looked surprised.

However, at this time, Tang Yuan was not interested in dealing with Mo Wentian, he just cast a tepid gaze on Shen Qiancheng's body.

At this time, Shen Qiancheng was also looking at Tang Yuan in a daze, his gaze a little distracted. Seeing Tang Yuan again, he had withdrawn from his dark red robe, and now he was wearing a snow-white robe, he stood in front of him indifferently, with a pair of eyes, like a summer wave, without the slightest ripple.

Today's Tang Yuan, like a snowy sage, was full of endless coolness and evil energy, and his eyes looked at Shen Qiancheng with regret, remorse, sadness, and sorrow, but there was no love.

But this is Tang Yuan, but it made Shen Qiancheng's mind blank, Tang Yuan really interpreted the sentence that the dead are the body, and the eternal is the soul.

"Your Majesty...... It's been a long time. After a long time, Tang Yuan took his gaze away from Shen Qiancheng's body unhurriedly, and then looked at Mo Wentian lightly, and spoke lightly.

Hearing this, a trace of anger crossed Mo Wentian's face, he and Tang Yuan had indeed not seen each other for a long time, six hundred years.

"You're really amazing, you can't trap you in thousands of barren mountains."

"Your Majesty thinks that your Majesty's formation secret technique was taught by anyone?" didn't care about Mo Wentian's ridicule, Tang Yuan replied to Mo Wentian without being salty.

Blocked by Tang Yuan's words, Mo Wentian looked away a little impatiently, he naturally knew that he couldn't trap Tang Yuan, but he also knew that if it weren't for the sake of Wen Yinhua, Tang Yuan would never have left the place of Ramie Mountain.

Therefore, this time Tang Yuan came out of Ramie Mountain, that is, there was a hidden message, that Miao Xi Wen Yinhua, I am afraid that he is going to be resurrected......

Maybe others didn't notice the changes in Mo Wentian's uncertain face, but Mo Qingjue really saw it, it was a kind of unwillingness, depression, powerlessness and gloom.

It turns out that Mo Wentian will also have such emotions? He has lived for 600 years, and it is rare to meet opponents in the world, and everyone is a pawn in his hands, even himself. Could it be that there will be times of uncertainty in such a question? Will there be times when you are on the verge of despair?

Thinking of this, Mo Qing couldn't help but glance at Tang Yuan in the distance, it was this person, the No. 1 Alchemist of Huayue, was he the one who made Mo Wentian feel afraid?

"Your Majesty, rest assured, as long as you don't hurt Yinhua, if you want to resurrect the Moon Worship Queen, Tang will not have any opinions, naturally, and will not act at will." Just when everyone was silent, Tang Yuan suddenly opened his mouth leisurely, making it impossible to guess his intentions.

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes crossed a touch of complexity, this is fine, entering the Heavenly Tomb will be full of dangers, even if there is anything at that time, Tang Yuan may not be able to interfere.

"Yes, I hope Your Excellency will keep his promise." Mo Wentian squinted his cold eyes and said.

"Nature." When Tang Yuan replied to Mo Wentian's words, his eyes unconsciously fell on Shen Qiancheng's body.

Looking at the undercurrent of several people in front of him, Hua Rongying only frowned slightly, as if he unintentionally swept his gaze away from Tang Yuan, Tang Yuan is also a good and evil person, he should be careful.

While everyone was talking, Shen Qiancheng had already opened the door of the Heavenly Tomb by inputting spiritual power on his own.

"Bang Bang ......"

Hearing the sound of a boulder falling to the ground, the door of the Heavenly Tomb in front of Shen Qiancheng slowly opened, and just when everyone was stunned, a thick cloud of smoke came to their faces.

"Let's go." Transporting the internal force to disperse the surrounding smoke, Mo Wentian hugged the body of the eldest grandson Yuehua and entered the Heavenly Tomb.

Seeing this, Shen Qiancheng did not delay, and after taking a deep look at Tang Yuan on his side, he entered the gate of the Heavenly Tomb with Mo Qingjue. She doesn't care about the good and evil in the world and the grievances and grievances between these crazy people, even if she really has the life of Miao Xiwen in her body, she won't let the things in her nightmare happen, never!

Even if you end up fighting for your own life......

With such a gentle sigh in his heart, Shen Qiancheng couldn't help but glance at Mo Qingjue beside him, come to this ancient time, this is already a life she has picked up, so even if she dies, there will be no regrets, but in this way, all the things in the Palace of the Past Life have really become the end, and sure enough, as Tang Yuan said, maybe she Shen Qiancheng can't change anything.

Just when Shen Qiancheng's thoughts were a little wandering, Mo Wentian and Hua Rongying had already stopped steadily in front of a secret room.

Seeing Gongsun Yuexuan step forward and push open the heavy stone door of the secret room, a puff of smoke and dust hit, and Shen Qiancheng couldn't help but cough lightly twice.

"Are you alright?" Mo Qingjue asked softly.

"It's okay, let's go." In order not to worry Mo Qingjue, Shen Qiancheng pulled the corners of his mouth a little far-fetched, and then shook his head.

Looking at Shen Qiancheng's straight back walking in front of him, a trace of pain crossed Mo Qingjue's black eyes, why, so far, he still can't change anything.

From the moment he met Shen Qiancheng, he paved the way for Shen Qiancheng in the future, because he knew that she was the ninth generation descendant of Miao Xiwen, and the spiritual power of Miao Xiwen was already weak, and her future journey would be very difficult, so as long as it was her life, he would participate in it one by one, he would guide her and help her. Just so that she can suffer a little less, a little less.

But why, today, they were still forced to come to the Heavenly Tomb, and he still had the slightest chance of winning against Mo Wentian and the mysterious alchemist?