Chapter 455: Breaking the Soul of the Intestines

Elder Fei glared at him angrily, although no one knew Xi Hua's origin, everyone knew that he was a profound cultivator, and although there were many of them, if they fought, they might fight and lose both, and they would not have an advantage.

"You wait for me!" He snorted coldly, threw such a sentence at Xi Hua, and then turned around and left angrily, his beard trembled with anger, and the whole person was not good.

Seeing this, the others also knew that this thing would not be able to succeed tonight, at first they thought that they could really destroy the ghost clan, but now they can only take advantage of the excitement and return in defeat.

They left one after another, with their own little calculations in their hearts, leaving Xi Hua alone to stand in place.

The cold wind of the winter night blew on his body, and his purple clothes moved slowly, but he didn't feel the cold.

Then, there was one more person next to him.

"Thank you, boy." The ghost general bowed his hand to him and thanked him politely.

"It's nothing, it's just to fulfill your family's instructions." Xi Hua waved his hand, and didn't put up any shelf, he said: "It's safe for the past two days, but it's up to you to figure out how to do it later." ”

"Yes." The ghost general responded.

The two chatted here for a few more words, and the ghost general left, and Xi Hua was still standing in place.

He glanced down at the Tiangang bead in his hand, maybe he thought of something, and inadvertently hooked a smile on the corner of his lips, which was better than March Fangfei, and the world was stunning.

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A leaf fell lightly on his cheek, a little itchy, and the wind woke up quietly.

She raised her hand to brush the leaves off her face, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that there were quite a few ...... in front of her Soul people, and half-empty soul bodies, she couldn't help frowning.

She was covered with a black wide robe, and she reached out and grabbed it, and the texture was first-class when she touched it, with a man's cold air.

Thinking of what happened before she fell unconscious, she looked a little more displeased, and when she looked around again, she didn't see the man's figure, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

She sat on the trunk of the sacred tree, and when she looked up, she could see the tender green of the branches, but there was not a single tree of flowers, only the silence of the night flowing.

She tore her robe from her body, tossed it aside, propped her palms on the ground, and stood up.

"Queen, you are awake." At this moment, the voice of the black spirit suddenly came.

Its voice sounded happy, and when Feng Qingyan looked over, he saw that the cloud of black smoke was excited and was quickly drifting towards her.

There were ghost people around, but no one approached him, as if it was deliberate, until he heard the voice, and the ghost people, who were talking in a whisper, found that she had woken up, so they stopped talking one after another.

They looked at her, their gazes swept over and met theirs.

Thinking of what happened before, a formation was set up here, and outsiders couldn't see the soul people, but now that she didn't cast a spell, she could actually see them?

Her expression was a little indifferent, and the black spirit was still talking when it floated to her, and she didn't pay attention to what it said, but she heard it call her queen again.

"I'm not your queen, and don't call me that again." This time there was anger evident in her tone, and the Black Spirit's words came to an abrupt halt.

"What are you...... What's wrong? The Black Spirit looked at her with some concern, no matter how much it called her before, it wouldn't really be angry, but now it's ......

"Who was that man before?" She went straight to the point and asked the questions in her heart without concealment.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Hei Lu looked at her, and opened his mouth in a bit of a daze, suddenly understanding something.

The two words of His Royal Highness represent the identity of the man, with a face exactly the same as that of the revisit, and the wind and Qingyan can't help but think of the clay sculptures placed in every house.

The appearance of that clay sculpture is very similar to the revisit, no, it is not so much that the clay statue is coming again, but that the clay sculpture is pinched out according to that look.

That Highness must have something to do with the return.

Feng Qingyan suddenly understood why he would know how to open the entrance to the Tomb when he returned.

She still remembered the scene when he hugged her before, and he said to her: "I am Lin Yuan, the Lin Yuan who brought you from the frozen snow coffin to the world thousands of years ago, didn't you say that you will never forget me?" ”

There is sadness, loss, anger, and an indescribable complexity in the tone.

"Linyuan, the big devil Linyuan...... I will never forgive you for the rest of my life! ”

Inexplicably, she remembered the cry she heard in her sleep, but there was only this one.

The black spirit said again, "Are you alright?" His Highness has just left for something, and he asked me to take care of you......"

"How long did I sleep?" She ignored its words, and when she thought of what had happened, she couldn't calm her heart, and could only try to control her temper.

The words were suddenly interrupted, and Hei Lu was not annoyed, but patiently replied to her: "It won't be long, about a quarter of an hour, let us not disturb you before Your Highness leaves." ”

"Really?" Feng Qingyan's words were cold, she suddenly remembered something, and asked it, "Did your Highness ask you to bring me to the Holy Tree?" ”

The black spirit was stunned when he heard it, "This ......"

Its hesitant appearance was clear in her eyes, and she almost knew through this.

"Thank you for your help, I'll go first." She bent down, reached out and picked up a leaf that had fallen to the ground, and then left without looking at it.

She calculated, a quarter of an hour was only about fifteen minutes, and it had been almost a day since she entered the Tomb, and she didn't know what happened to the others.

And if Lin Yuan is not a revisit, then where is the revisit now? There are also deep night clouds......

The soul people standing on the side of the road made way for Feng Qingyan, their eyes fell on her, and they stopped talking, but none of them dared to stop her.

"Queen!" Hei Lu looked at her figure and called her from afar, but she walked forward without looking back, and her back revealed cold arrogance and determination.

I don't know if I should say the last sentence in the black spirit's mouth, and it doesn't want to see such a situation.

Suddenly, there was one more person beside Heiluo, dressed in black and blending into the night, and his back was lonely and lonely.

"Your Highness, she ......" The black spirit called him respectfully, but the words he was about to speak stopped when he raised his hand, so he didn't say anything more.

Lin Yuan quietly watched the red figure go away, and finally sighed helplessly, and whispered softly:

"Dance once, a glass of wine.

Dancing and drinking, empty and heartbroken

The wind is more, the snow is a ride.

The wind and snow are not over.

I wish to be drunk with you, but I am still gloomy**.

A song, a dream.

After singing, I woke up in tears without a trace.

The mountains are green, and the water is first-class.

The mountains and water shadows hate the city

Mochizuki remembers the emptiness, and the intestines are broken......"

The words suddenly paused at this moment, his back faded away, he looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and the corners of his lips hooked a bitter smile.

Spit out in a low voice: "I want to break my soul." ”