After a while, they had retreated to a safe enough place, and the temperature change caused by the fierce battle between the green dragon and the candle dragon was not obvious, but the loud noise from afar was still very thrilling. If you look at the clouds, you can still faintly see the blue and red colors blooming alternately like fireworks, shining the black and secluded cave from time to time as bright as day.

"This candle dragon should have been sealed 10,000 years ago, how could it suddenly appear?" Su Moxuan suddenly remembered something while speaking, and turned his head to look at Feng Huanling, who was staring at the longevity lock in his hand, "Could it be ......?"

Feng Huanling already knew when he heard this that the candle dragon should not appear easily, and it was obviously because some unknown force broke the original seal before it came out.

However, why did Su Moxuan look at her so strangely? Could it be that she suspected that she had unlocked the seal?

"You don't think that I, a well-known waste material, have unlocked the seal of the ancient demonic beasts?" Feng Huanling pointed to the purpose of his nose with a slightly silly attitude, "It should be very complicated to be able to suppress the seal of the Ancient Demon God, right?" Even if I really touched something by mistake when I picked up the 'Moon Lock', I couldn't have just lifted the seal, right? Isn't that just anyone who can solve it? ”

Su Moxuan was right to think about it, so he didn't bother about this matter anymore and continued to take the lead to walk deeper into the cave.

Seeing the candle dragon still made Feng Huanling feel a lot of heart, and he couldn't help but wonder again whether the emperor of the Divine Dragon Kingdom, the originator of the Divine Dragon Kingdom, would have something to do with the Demon Realm?

But if this is the case, how could Long Yucang, who is his descendant, be a genius with immortal roots and immortal bones?

Since ancient times, the discord between the gods and demons has been known to the world, especially the great war tens of thousands of years ago, which was even more earth-shattering, and legend has it that in the end, it was the sacrifice of the leaders of the gods at that time to suppress the army of the demon world. Even the legendary Emperor of Heaven was only gradually revealed after that battle, and then several achievements were revered as the monarch of the gods, subdividing the original three worlds of gods, humans, and demons into six realms......

Of course, these are all stories she has seen or heard in ancient scrolls and other historical books, and it is impossible to know what the actual situation is.

After all, it was what happened in the distant wilderness, and people were as small as a drop in the ocean in the war of gods and demons, so who could have really seen such a heroic war that swallowed mountains and rivers with their own eyes?

As he walked, the thick ice began to thin, and Su Moxuan made the fairy sword in his hand bigger and hung it in the air, and began to fly on the glacier with Feng Huanling.

As the temperature began to rise, the humidity in the cave increased, and a faint layer of mist gradually filled, and the light of the wind lamp seemed to be hazy as a light veil. The fog grew thicker and thicker, and by the end they could no longer see the stone walls on either side.

At first, Feng Huanling thought that it was because the light in the cave was too dark, which made the river as black as ink, but she carried the wind lantern close to the surface of the water and found that even under the light, the river water was actually a strange dark color, and the gurgling in it seemed to be more than just water, there seemed to be something indescribable.

Just when she hesitated to explore the strange river with her own hands, she saw a faint green blurred light point slowly floating from the depths of the water, and saw that in the translucent green ball of light, there was a miniature human scene, and the people and things in it were still moving.

The more Feng Huanling looked at it, the more strange it became, and she unconsciously reached out to take the green ball of light in her hand and look more carefully, but as soon as her fingertips touched the ball, it broke out like a cloud of smoke, and the green smoke directly hit the door, so fast that she didn't have time to dodge and only had time to instinctively close her eyes.

I thought that I was in the way of some evil demons and demons, but after waiting for a long time, Feng Huanling didn't feel that there was anything unusual after being attacked by the smoke, so he slowly opened his eyes. When she saw what she saw, her eyes widened in astonishment, and her face changed dramatically.

The cave Xuanhe, which was no longer filled with thick fog, had somehow turned into a magnificent and luxurious palace!

What's going on?

The frightened Feng Huanling opened his mouth to think about Su Moxuan, but found that he couldn't make a sound, and looked around hurriedly, and found that the hall he was in was vaguely familiar......

"Princess Yan, don't blame King Sheng'an for being ruthless, for the safety of the country and the people of the world, the royal brother is really helpless. My Shenlong Kingdom is determined to be inappropriate to conflict with neighboring countries again, and in the face of righteousness, King Sheng'an will not be able to give you up to the Xuanwu Kingdom monarch without cutting his love......"

Suddenly, he heard someone talking, and Feng Huanling immediately followed the prestige, and on the golden chair at the highest place in the main hall, there was a man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

Suddenly, she remembered why she felt a little familiar with this palace, which was clearly the Blue Dragon Hall of the Divine Dragon Kingdom Palace! It's just that many details are slightly different from the current Blue Dragon Palace, so she can't recognize them immediately.

Princess Yan? King St. Ann?

Could it be that the man who is high up now is the originator emperor of the year?!

But how did she suddenly appear here?

Although the face of the originating emperor could not be seen clearly, he could feel that his eyes were clearly looking at her, but didn't he mean that he should be admonishing Princess Yan? Why did you look at her?

Don't......

"The courtiers understand that King Sheng'an has always put the safety of the people of the country most important, and he only needs to sacrifice his courtiers to avoid rekindling the flames of war, and he is naturally willing to give up."

Feng Huanling didn't want to speak, because she couldn't make a sound before, but for some reason, when she heard an unusually cold female voice, she felt her lips moving.

What the hell is going on with all this?!

Could it be that she died again in that underground cave because of that strange green light, and now she is possessed by the princess Yan of Sheng'an hundreds of years ago?

This Princess Yan should be the ancestor of the Yan family, she was his descendant when she was Yan Wushuang in her previous life, if she didn't know how to travel hundreds of years to possess the ancestor because of her death again, maybe it would make some sense.

But why can't she "control herself"?

She can't make a sound when she wants to speak, and this body speaks by herself when she doesn't want to speak, which is completely different from when she was possessed by Feng Huanling before, which feels really weird and terrifying!

Just when Feng Huanling's mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure out what the current situation was, the conversation between the emperor and Princess Yan continued, and the content was roughly about changing his identity and marrying Xuanwu Kingdom, and the original Princess Yan would be arranged to "die early" Yunyun to save the royal face.

If it was really Feng Huanling who faced such a situation, she would definitely not just obey the arrangement and let others slaughter her, or if Long Yucang chose to sacrifice her for the so-called great cause of the people of Limin, she would never be able to accept it. At least she couldn't be as calm as Princess Yan, and she could still discuss relevant matters with the originator emperor, as if she was not the one who was "transferred to others" by her husband!

After being confused for a long time, and listening to all the conversations between the originator emperor and Princess Yan, Feng Huanling finally calmed down.

First of all, she can already determine her current state, which must be in the body of Princess Yan in the form of a soul, but this state is different from the body that she borrowed from Feng Huanling to "return the soul" after her death when she was Yan Wushuang, obviously Princess Yan is still safe and sound from the original soul control of her body, and she is not aware of her existence.

Obviously, at this time, Princess Yan is in the rumored situation before enduring humiliation and remarrying the monarch of Xuanwu Kingdom, if she can only "share" this body with him in the future, she must find a way to control the initiative!

Just when Feng Huanling was trying to control Princess Yan's mind with his own spirit, he found that the scene in front of him suddenly changed again, and the Blue Dragon Hall hundreds of years ago suddenly dispersed like a cloud of smoke, transforming into a room that was not more luxurious than the palace, but also very elegant and elegant.

This seemed to be the house where a certain master lived in the courtyard of the deep house, but she didn't have to think about it, and the male voice that suddenly remembered again had already given her the answer.

"If you hate me, hate it, and when the world is stable and all the people are no longer poisoned by the flames of war, I will pay you with this life."

Feng Huanling followed Princess Yan's line of sight and saw a slender and heroic man standing at the door against the light, presumably it was the King of Sheng'an who gave his wife to others with the ruthless humiliation.

It's a pity that his face is all gathered in the shadow of the backlight, and he can't see it clearly, but that indifferent and arrogant temperament makes her feel a little familiar, maybe because he also has the same surname Long, and Long Jingming and Long Yucang are all in the same vein.

"No, I want you to live as long as possible. Because the longer you live, the more you can see how you will eventually 'repay' your efforts in the way that you will protect this country and thousands of people. I did hate you, and that's because I used to love you, but now ......"

Princess Yan turned the rest of her words into a cold snort, although Feng Huanling still couldn't control her body and consciousness, she was strangely able to clearly perceive the true feelings in her heart.

After all, she still hates the man she loved, that's why she said such things, and that's why she was so heartbroken.

She is not an ignorant woman, and she can understand her husband's helplessness, but in the face of wanting to exchange herself for the peace of the two countries, and she is still a woman, it is difficult to accept such a shame after all.

King Saint Ann was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "In this life, after all, I am the one who loses you." If there is an afterlife, I will do everything I can to protect you, and I will never repeat the mistakes of the past. ”

This time, Princess Yan didn't say anything more, as if she was stingy with a sneer, and slowly closed her eyes.

At the same time, there was only darkness left in front of Feng Huanling, but his heart was still echoing King Sheng'an's sentence "If there is an afterlife", which was inexplicably a little frightened.

How could this sentence be so familiar to her? is so familiar that when I hear it, I can't help but feel like a knife.

"You must be thinking, if there really is an afterlife, you must never meet me again, right? However, I still hope in my heart that I can be married to you again in the next life, and when the time comes, no matter what, I will not bear you again. ”

King St. Ann's faintly lonely voice sounded in the darkness, the words clear but ethereal as smoke, as if a gust of wind would blow it away.