Xiao Yi was washed into the cave by the current.

He got up and wrung a handful of soaked robes.

Looking around, here are the ancient mausoleums on both sides of the embankment, because of the drought in Shu County, the water level drops, and it will be exposed to the air.

His eyes darkened.

Since he will be washed into the mausoleum cave, it is very likely that Nan Jiaojiao will also be in the cave.

His thin lips pursed, and without hesitation, he searched the nearby mausoleum cave.

The sunset falls into the river.

Thousands of stars appear in the night, reflecting the fishing fires along the Minjiang River.

Xiao Yi searched more than 20 caves on his own.

When he arrived at the twenty-seventh mausoleum, his eyes were slightly dark.

He bent down and picked up his coat from the ground.

I lowered my head and sniffed, and there was a faint fragrance of hibiscus flowers on my coat.

It's Nan Jiaojiao's clothes......

With his exceptional night vision, he could see two blood stains left in the dirt, as well as some messy handprints and footprints.

With a slight frown between his eyebrows, he clearly sketched a picture in his mind:

Nan Jiaojiao was washed into the cave by the river, dragging her crippled right leg, crying and crawling to the edge of the cave.

But he fainted halfway through.

Someone appeared when she fainted, and judging by the footprints, there should have been as many as thirty people.

They dragged Nan Jiaojiao into the ......

The gaze fell on the sarcophagus.

They threw Nan Jiaojiao into the coffin.

Xiao Yi stared at the closed sarcophagus.

The cold air of annihilation rose from the soles of his feet and rushed straight towards the Heavenly Spirit Gai!

He could barely breathe, suppressed his trepidation and fear, and walked step by step, towards the sarcophagus.

His fingertips touched the edge of the sarcophagus, and he could barely find his own voice: "Nan, Nan Jiaojiao......"

No one answered.

"Nan Baoyi!"

Xiao Yi raised his voice abruptly.

The cave is silent.

In the distance, there was the sound of the surging river, accompanied by the whistling and whimpering river breeze in the long night.

Red blood beads spread in Xiao Yi's Danfeng's eyes.

His eyes were about to split, pushing the sarcophagus lid, and his voice was hoarse: "Nan Baoyi! Nan Baoyi! Nan Baoyi! ”

He called out one after another, like a cuckoo crying blood, which was heart-rending like never before!

He is the marquis with an army of 100,000.

He is the richest man in Shu County, and he is even richer than the big businessman.

He is the prince of the Dayong Empire, the purest bloodline!

But......

But now he felt an overwhelming amount of fear.

He can't bear the pain of losing Nan Jiaojiao again!

Xiao Yi pushed the sarcophagus desperately, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his cheeks.

In this moment, I forgot why I used the word "lost again".

Nan Bao Yi ......

Someone is calling their names......

The maiden rises and falls in the dark.

She vaguely remembered that in her previous life, it seemed that someone had called her name like this.

One after another, as if they had to wake her up from death, as if they had to bring her back to the underworld.

Who is it?

The memories of his previous life and after his death were chaotic, and Nan Baoyi couldn't remember it.

The man was still calling her name endlessly.

"It's so noisy......"

She thought a little aggrieved and slowly opened her eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is darkness.

The sharp pain in the knee continues.

She endured the pain and reached out to touch it, but she felt a pile of bones, like someone's bones.

She tentatively touched the side.

I feel like I'm lying in a boxy space, like ...... Coffin?

She lay in a coffin.

Cold and damp, with dead bodies as company.

Is she dead?

But the pain in her knee reminded her that she was still alive.

It's terrible to be locked up in a coffin......

A thick fear welled up all around her body, and her tears rolled down instantly!

"Let me out, let me out......"

She cried out, thumping the sarcophagus desperately.

But no one answered.

The thick sarcophagus is cut off from all sounds from the outside.

In the eternal silence, Nan Baoyi could clearly hear her heartbeat and breathing.

She's not dead yet!

Why throw her in a coffin!

The air in the sarcophagus is thinning.

She couldn't even breathe, and she pushed the lid of the coffin with her hands and feet, and cried out hoarsely for help: "Is there anyone?!" Let me out, let me out! ”

The thin white ten fingers kept scraping the sarcophagus, trying in vain to push open the lid of the coffin and escape.

Carefully maintained pale pink nails that break mercilessly.

The fingertips were scraped, leaving shocking blood marks in the sarcophagus.

In the sarcophagus, closed, small, silent, dark, cold.

As the air becomes thinner, loneliness and fear multiply with each passing moment.

"Let me out, let me out!"

The girl shouted hoarsely.

But no one answered.

She clutched her knees in fear and curled up in the corner of the coffin.

In her previous life, she was also thrown into a closed ice cellar.

She was cold and hungry, and everything she could reach was a wall of ice.

She was so hungry that she wanted to live, because she wanted her big brother to take her home, and she even ate a lot of ice bricks.

However, in the end, she was still in that dark and cold place, freezing and starving to death.

No one, take her home.

She didn't want to be in a dark and confined place anymore......

Why, why left her alone in a cold coffin again......

"Mother, grandmother......"

The girl faces the darkness and calls out for vulnerability.

"I'm so scared, mother, Jiaojiao is so scared!"

She sobbed and cried.

My knees hurt again.

It is said that good deeds are rewarded, why did she work hard to help others and do good deeds in this life, but she still suffered such a cruel death?

She kept wiping her tears with the back of her hand, crying into tears, "Second brother, second brother...... I'm in pain and scared, who's going to save me, who's going to save me......"

Outside the sarcophagus.

Xiao Yi faintly heard the sound of rustling coming from inside the coffin.

He leaned against the edge of the coffin lid and listened carefully, and a faint cry came out.

"Nan Jiaojiao ......"

His eyes were red and he was anxious, but he was happier than the rest of his life.

He kissed the sarcophagus tenderly, "Don't cry, don't cry, brother, I'll save you......"

He held on to the lid of the coffin.

The muscles of the whole body bulge inch by inch!

His Danfeng eyes are bloodshot, and the green tendons on the back of his hands are bursting out!

He pushed the lid of the sarcophagus with full force, and let out a terrifying roar!

Nan Jiaojiao, Nan Jiaojiao, Nan Jiaojiao!

Thoracic congestion.

Blood rolls down the jaw.

He muttered this name repeatedly in his heart, the sarcophagus coffin lid that required twenty masters to push, he pushed it open by himself!

Above the river, the moonlight is pouring into the city.

The quiet moonlight gently shone on the cave.

In the sarcophagus, there were blood marks scratched by fingernails everywhere.

In the corner of the sarcophagus, the girl hugged her knees and curled up into a small ball.

Her face was covered with tears and her body was stained with blood.

She opened her red eyes and looked at Xiao Yi in horror, like a frightened young beast.

Xiao Yi wiped the blood stains from the corners of his lips.

His thin lips provoked a smile, and he gently embraced the girl into his arms, and his movements were cautious, as if he were treating the most precious treasure in the world.

He kissed the girl's heart.

Tears rolled down.

He had red eyes and whispered, "Nan Jiaojiao, my brother is here to take you home." ”

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There are still two chapters being written, so you go to bed and get up tomorrow morning to read them

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