Seeing the corpse lying in the coffin, Ye Xici's shock was on his face, but Fang Xiaoyu's shock was buried deep in his heart.

The reincarnation of the ninety-ninth life, in fact, her appearance has not changed in every life. With this face, she has become countless people and experienced countless things.

She had seen her own face in the mirror, in the reflection of the water, and even in the eyes of others, but she had never seen her own face in the coffin and the other outside the coffin, at the farthest and closest distance, to see the living self and the dead self.

Such a feeling was indescribable, Fang Xiaoyu could only look at himself in the coffin who should have turned into dry bones a long time ago, and it was still well preserved with such a lifelike face.

"It's ...... You? No, it's Wen Yingzi? Ye Xici looked at the familiar face in the coffin, and then looked at the person in front of her who was alive or in her life, and for a while, the two of them overlapped.

Apart from nodding, Fang Xiaoyu didn't know what to say. What kind of mentality Chai Zhao used to preserve Wen Yingzi's corpse, he didn't know.

Maybe it's just a kind of longing for the person you respect, but because of Chai Zhao's thoughts, the two shells that couldn't intersect at all spanned seven hundred years and met each other in such a way.

And they have the same soul. This soul had died in the body in the coffin, and had come back to life again and again in other bodies, until now she became Fang Xiaoyu.

"Like, too much." Ye Xici didn't know what kind of language to use to express this shock. The corpse in the coffin was obviously dead, but it was as if it was alive, and there was no sign of death. Only the pale face, like a seriously injured person, fell asleep after exhaustion, and maybe even she was having a dream, a beautiful or nightmare dream, for some reason, Ye Xici looked at this face, and there was a sad feeling that crept into her heart.

Ye Xici walked over the corpse in the coffin and saw a scroll beside her, he carefully picked up the scroll, gently unfolded it, and the scroll took on its original appearance.

It's a painting, a figure painting. The woman in the painting is dressed in armor, holding a silver spear, straddling the war horse, and behind her is thousands of troops, but unfortunately except for the woman's lifelike appearance, all the thousands of troops and horses behind her cannot see their faces clearly. But even so, Ye Xici can still feel a compelling momentum from this painting.

The woman in the painting has the same appearance as Fang Xiaoyu, and looking at her dress, you can know that it is Wen Yingzi 700 years ago. However, although Wen Yingzi and Fang Xiaoyu are the same person, their temperaments are completely different.

Maybe it's the environment that creates people's character, Wen Yingzi looks more domineering and neat than Fang Xiaoyu, and Fang Xiaoyu only occasionally shows such a momentum, but on weekdays, her domineering is hidden, and she looks just like a daughter of a general who has not really been on the battlefield.

With such a momentum, when the remnants of the quicksand country were exterminated, Fang Xiaoyu on the city tower was like a general who had been fighting all year round, without any rustiness. But it's a pity that she hid the ruthlessness of the fight on the battlefield, and ended this war in a tricky way, so that he didn't see the domineering that the real Wen Yingzi cultivated on the battlefield, which is a little regrettable.

Fang Xiaoyu sighed, this trip to Beiyan, the harvest was a bit outrageous. In addition to winning the war, in addition to getting countless treasures, she can also see herself seven hundred years ago, which she could never imagine or even dare to think about. Although this self appeared in front of her as a corpse, it still surprised and delighted her.

Subconsciously, she wanted to touch the 'self' in the coffin. Her hand caressed her face, and all she felt was a biting coldness. And the coldness only lasted for a moment, and the corpses in the coffin began to dissipate, and finally disappeared into countless dust between heaven and earth.

Fang Xiaoyu's hand paused in mid-air like that, it happened so fast that she didn't have time to stop it and she couldn't stop it.

There was a great shock in her eyes, and when she reacted immediately, she tried hard to grab the powder that was floating in the air, but in the end, she couldn't grasp anything, and could only watch as it returned to dust.

It is said that this corpse has been disposed of by Chai Zhao, so it can be preserved for 700 years and immortal. Since it has been 700 years and is still intact, it should not have just turned into dust and disappeared. But Fang Xiaoyu saw with her own eyes that she no longer existed seven hundred years ago, and she was still a little disappointed in her heart.

Because it was the same person, they should never see each other again, but fate suddenly had some accidents, which made the two face each other across seven hundred years, so God wanted to correct this accident, and they could no longer touch each other.

Fang Xiaoyu exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, but his heart was also a lot clearer. Although I feel that it is a pity that such a well-preserved corpse preserved by Wen Yingzi has disappeared, but the haze in Wen Yingzi's heart seven hundred years ago has finally disappeared in her body seven hundred years later.

There is no more hatred, because the enemy has already paid the price. Although she was not able to see the destruction of the Yue Kingdom with her own eyes, and she was not able to see the royal family conferred the head with her own eyes, the trajectory of history could not deceive her, and Chai Zhao did avenge her and the 300,000 soldiers.

And she didn't see it with her own eyes seven hundred years ago, but seven hundred years later, she knew the answer in this way, so as the former Wen Yingzi, she has no regrets.

She suddenly felt a lot lighter in her body, as if a piece of inner demon had dissipated, and her whole person was refreshed, no longer dull before.

And she can also calmly face all the feelings of that life again, and will no longer feel painful and guilty because of mentioning this matter, her mission as a general has been completed, those people, those who have waited for her on the Nai He Bridge for hundreds of years, those who have been reincarnated again and again and bound to the Chai family, they have all had their own destinations and destinations. From now on, they don't have to worry about dying so miserably in that life, they will be reincarnated as unrelated people and live a life that has nothing to do with her.

That's enough.

Fang Xiaoyu looked up at the sky at this moment, but she couldn't stop the tears from flowing at all. simply stopped stopping it, anyway, there were only two people here, she and Ye Xici, and there was no need to be afraid of others seeing her vulnerability.

Ye Xici chose to stand silently by her side at this moment, holding her hand, and when she finished venting her qiē, she was still his Fang Xiaoyu, and all the qiē would not change.

"Now that the corpse has turned to dust, let's set up a new mound of clothes, so that she may have a place to go." Ye Xici quietly waited for Fang Xiaoyu to finish crying, looked at the rest of the clothes in the coffin, and then said.

Fang Xiaoyu nodded, but he didn't step forward and said, "I'll leave it to you to do it." I'm afraid that if I touch it, I'm afraid that I won't be able to keep this garment. ”

Fang Xiaoyu didn't know if Wen Yingzi's corpse disappeared because of her relationship, but she was careful that there was nothing wrong, and she didn't want Wen Yingzi to leave nothing in her life.

Ye Xici nodded, he would not refuse such a request. Don't say that Wen Yingzi and Fang Xiaoyu are constantly implicated, even if Wen Yingzi has the same face as Fang Xiaoyu, he can't bear to let her leave nothing like this. At least...... At the very least, a well-dressed mound should be erected and given a place to return.

Ye Xici said and came to the pit where the coffin was originally placed, and before setting up a tomb for Wen Yingzi, he had to determine whether there were other treasures buried in this cave.

In Fang Xiaoyu's words, as the reincarnation of Wen Yingzi, she is now alive and well, and these so-called burials are not in the underworld, and there is no way to enjoy them as ghost weapons, rather than burying them underground, it is better to dig them out and let her make the best use of them.

Anyway, she didn't have any of the Yue royal family seven hundred years ago, and she didn't feel anything wrong with using their things.

Fang Xiaoyu was already thinking about how to secretly transport all the jewels in the coffin back to the capital, and there would be more places to use silver in the future, no one would think that his small treasury was overfilled, but the more the better.

Fang Xiaoyu's guess was really good, Yue Guo was a big country at the beginning, comparable to Chen Guo, and the wealth he had was not a little bit of wealth, except for those in the other coffin, digging up the mud under the grave, there were more than a dozen coffins in it, and when I opened one or two mouthfuls, it was full of gold and silver ingots, as well as a thick stack of silver tickets, and half a coffin. It's a pity that the silver ticket was issued by the money bank of the Yue country, and hundreds of years have passed now, and the original money bank has long been closed for hundreds of years, and these silver tickets have been like waste paper, and they have no value for collection.

This made Fang Xiaoyu feel a little distressed. It's all money. But thinking about the other gains, the loss of half a coffin's silver ticket doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Among the more than a dozen coffins, in addition to gold and silver ingots and silver tickets, there are also some ordinary clothing and jewelry. After hundreds of years, the fabric and clothes have been broken and can no longer be worn, but some jewelry is still well preserved except for the dull luster.

Fang Xiaoyu decided to take them all! Take!

Just as Fang Xiaoyu tapped the harvest, and Ye Xici was re-establishing a mound for Wen Yingzi, a roar suddenly came from the distance: "Stop!" ”

Fang Xiaoyu and Ye Xici immediately tensed their nerves, and turned their heads to look at the person who was talking behind them.

Because of the shock of seeing Wen Yingzi's corpse and the joy of finding the treasure, they were so careless that they didn't even notice that someone was approaching behind them. Fang Xiaoyu reflected on his careless mistakes in his heart, and warned himself that he must not make such a mistake again next time.

But at the same time, she frowned again.

Outside, Ji Xuan, how are they guarded? Someone sneaked in and no one raised the alarm?

It is said that Ji Xuan and the others were all taught by her, and they should not have made such a low-level mistake. If so, it's likely that the person was there before they came in.

So, how did this man get closer? Is there another pathway? Or did he guess the puzzle correctly and solve the mechanism and enter through the main entrance?

If the latter is the case, how will this person know what the next sentence of 'the Wen family has a daughter' is?

Fang Xiaoyu was very wary of this person, and the other party was obviously the same. Seeing that they dug up Wen Yingzi's body, the other party seemed to be very angry, and his face was about to wrinkle together.

However, Fang Xiaoyu didn't have time to see if the other party was angry or not, she looked at the other party's face and showed a heavy look.

"Who are you? Why do you do such an evil thing as digging people's graves? The other party's brows were furrowed, it was obvious that he didn't like Fang Xiaoyu about them digging people's graves. But he was just scolded in a hurry, and at this time he didn't even see Fang Xiaoyu and Ye Xici's appearances clearly.

Fang Xiaoyu stared at the other party with burning eyes, his face instantly turned cold, and he said in an unkind tone: "His Royal Highness the Frost King is not good to stay in Da Zhou, what is my Dacheng doing when he has nothing to do?" ”

She didn't expect that the other party would be Xiao Jin, the frost king of Da Zhou.

This person who doesn't seem to be keen on the throne, this prince who is dozens of years younger than King Yun and King Meng, can not help but think about it at this moment, he will leave the land of Great Zhou and come here.

"Do you know this king?" The Frost King didn't expect to recognize him in a photo, but unfortunately he hadn't seen the other party's face clearly because of the distance.

At such a distance, he even had to shout to speak, but the other party seemed to be very easy to speak, and he speculated that the other party was strong in martial arts.

When he approached Fang Xiaoyu's face, the first thing he saw was the coffin that had been dug up. His eyebrows were raised, and his heart was unspeakably displeased. He was about to point at Fang Xiaoyu and Ye Xici and ask, but suddenly seemed to be given by the immobilization technique, and the whole person was stunned.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at the other party suspiciously, suddenly stopped, and stopped scolding, staring at her with a pair of eyes, with a blank face.

The scene in front of me seemed to suddenly stand still, and the other party was like a marionette, walking, and suddenly paused, his face still maintained a look of surprise, and his arms were slightly raised, as if he was frozen and could not move.

But Fang Xiaoyu knew very well that although she was strong in martial arts and had a lot of messy martial arts cheats in her mind, she didn't have the ability to show it now when it came to time standstill, something that only existed in the world of cultivating immortals.

So what kind of eyes is this on the other side? Could it be that His Royal Highness the Frost King of the Great Zhou turned out to be mentally retarded?

Fang Xiaoyu had actually never seen the Frost King, but had only seen his portrait from the news he had found out from the Moon Shadow Division.

The portraits of this era are very rough, but fortunately, Fang Xiaoyu taught the people of the Moon Shadow Division how to sketch, so the portraits drawn by these people in the Moon Shadow Division are very similar to each other, and the technology is firmly ahead of this world.

Not to mention how the Frost King had come to Dacheng unknowingly, and no one had found out, the Moon Shadow Division had not reported the matter at all, and there was no news from the people she had sent to the Frost King's side. But it was a fact that the Frost King was standing in front of her.

However, this Frost King seems to be a bit ...... Well, not normal......

"Like, it's so similar." The Frost King looked at Fang Xiaoyu and was stunned for a while, and finally relieved himself, but the first words he said after relieving his spirit were so unpredictable. (To be continued.) )