In the Ocean Park, there are mechanical cranes everywhere, which has been demolished, and there is dust everywhere, and the roar of machines is shaking the sky, Xue Chen shuttles through it, and finds the location of the pit with his memory, which has not yet been excavated to build the foundation.

Under the cover of the crane on the side, Xue Chen tried to urge the spiritual power in his body to the palm of his hand, and his eyes were inadvertently burning for a moment, and a touch of blood slowly stained the original ink-colored amber pupils, and a bloody whirlpool surged in the depths.

Xue Chen closed his eyes, he could feel that the spiritual power in his body was circulating little by little, spreading from the internal organs and six internal organs, and then concentrating on the palm, slowly opening his eyes, only to see that the inky black spiritual power flowing in the palm, mixed with purple light, boiling abnormally, splitting a crack in the ruins.

In the distance, the roaring sound of the operation covered up the cracking sound of the collapse of the pit, Xue Chen drew the enchantment, jumped into the pit, the familiar behemoth Buddha statue appeared in front of him again, Xue Chen gently fell on the lotus base, raised his eyes to see, on both sides of the long stone corridor, the ever-bright lamp was still not extinguished, and the faint light up the endless road, Xue Chen hurriedly entered, just like the last time he came, the long stone corridor tunnel was long and narrow, but it was different from the last time, the red gate was not hidden, and it was quietly separated there, And there was a glimmer of light through the crack in the door.

Seeing that the door was hidden, Xue Chen didn't even think about it and pushed the door open and rushed in, but found that in the center of the secret room, for some reason, there was an extra stone bed, and surrounded by bright lights, Hehuan was lying on it unharmed, Xue Chen hurriedly ran over to hit the horizontal and picked up the person, but Hehuan didn't react, lying motionless in Xue Chen's arms, Xue Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand to probe Hehuan's breath, but found that her breathing was stable, even her face was ruddy, and there was nothing abnormal.

Xue Chen was a little overwhelmed and hugged people, and wanted to leave this place quickly to find a way, but he caught a glimpse of the dolls that used to be a room of dolls here, and they disappeared at some point, and were replaced by Buddha statues, large and small golden bodies made Xue Chen's heart throb, and he suddenly remembered the dream that Hehuan had told him before......

There was blood everywhere, and there were Buddha statues large and small everywhere......

However, Xue Chen couldn't care so much at the moment, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one here, Xue Chen hurriedly left this strange place with Hehuan in his arms, and buried the pit after going out as usual, and disappeared into the dusk.

In the secret room, the appearance of hundreds of Buddha statues is kind and kind-eyed, and the end is quiet, I don't know which gust of wind blows a trace of the fragrance of the earth after the rain, and the eyes on a golden Buddha statue of Shakyamuni suddenly brightened.

Under the candlelight, a graceful figure in a long black dress fell on the stone bed, slowly opened his eyes, and with a stroke of his fingertips, the vermilion door was closed again.

She stared thoughtfully at a portrait hanging on the door in front of her, the person on the portrait was a majestic robed boy, dressed in a royal blue brocade robe, and a folding fan in his hand stood under the peach blossom tree, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, but there was a faint smile on his lips, but the portrait was torn off in half, leaving the figure of the son, and no one knew who the person in the painting on the other side was destroyed.

Looking at the portrait, the woman's expression gradually softened, but she didn't know what she thought, and she was slightly concentrating.

She was thinking about the acacia that had just been taken away by Xue Chen.

When she saw Hehuan for the first time, she felt that something was wrong with this girl, but she couldn't say it, after so many lives, so many years, she saw this girl next to Xue Chen again, she didn't believe that this fateful marriage fell on this girl who was not amazing.

She wanted to kill her.

But when she brought Hehuan back to the secret room, she suddenly found that she couldn't kill her.

Acacia can't die......

She was stunned to realize that Hehuan had no soul in his body!

How can a human being, without a soul, survive?

But Hehuan is obviously flesh and blood, warm and breathing, she is not a living dead, and she can't see what gods, ghosts and demons are, just like a blank piece of paper that has been isolated, obviously someone has killed her handwriting, and there is no way to be detected by anyone to find out a little bit of information.

What the hell is Hehuan?

The woman thought about it, and suddenly smiled brightly on her lips, forget it, anyway, the coming days are long, she has time to slowly see what Hehuan is, fortunately, although Hehuan has no soul, but the woman can still cast a spell and seal on her, she had better never wake up, and stay by that person's side without leaving......

In the spiritual realm, Xue Chen returned to Haoyue Pavilion and put Hehuan on the bed, Xingxing was stunned, came back so soon? Could it be that you haven't met that puppet doll?

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with Sister Hehuan?" The star leaned over to look at the acacia, and the breath was steady, almost the same as a deep sleep.

How could Xue Chen know, shaking his head and being at a loss, thinking that otherwise, he would go to the Demon Realm to ask Dawn, but when he turned around, he saw two black shadows falling in the Haoyue Pavilion, Xue Chen's eyes lit up, those two figures were tall and short, one fat and one thin, it was the king of Hades and Su Yang, seeing Xue Chen, Su Yang pounced on him is a big bear hug, Xue Chen couldn't get him, so he had to wave his hand and say hello to the king of Hades.

"Knowing that you succeeded to the throne smoothly and returned to the spiritual realm, I took Su Yang to see you, this kid tells me every day that I miss you."

Hades' smiling eyes narrowed into a slit again, Su Yang got down from Xue Chen, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "You can!" Your hidden attribute is too strong, so you can clear it directly. ”

Xue Chen always felt uncomfortable when he remembered that Xiahou Rin had hidden it for so many years before he perceived him, and the king of Hades saw it and changed the topic and said, "Okay, it will be convenient for the two of you to play games in the future, and you can directly connect to the microphone." ”

Xue Chen reluctantly squeezed out a smile, looking at the king of Hades coming, Xue Chen seemed to think of something, although the king of Hades did not know as much as dawn, but he was also the master of the underworld, and he must also be well-informed, so he quickly pulled the king of Hades to the bed and said, "His Royal Highness, look at what is going on with Hehuan, since I took her back from Ocean Park, she has always been like this, unconscious, but the breath and blood are as usual, nothing abnormal." ”

Hades leaned over and looked at it, only to think it was strange, he probed for a moment, but found nothing, unconsciously frowned and muttered, "This is strange, like some kind of spell seal, very strange." ”

After hearing this, Xue Chen immediately asked, "What spell?" Is there a solution? ”

Hades shook his head vaguely and said, "This should be an ancient spell, I just heard that there is a kind of Shen Life Spell, which is a spell practiced by those ancient gods and Buddhas or divine beasts, because those ancient gods and spirits that appear when the heavens and the earth are chaotic are almost immortal, if they are tired of this world, they will cast a spell on themselves and let themselves sleep, and when the time comes, this spell will dissipate and they will wake up." ”

Xue Chen had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart: "It's time?" To how much time? ”

"This, it depends on how the spellcaster decides, as little as a hundred years, more than 10,000 years......

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