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"Look for death!"

Looking at the dagger that had sunk into his chest, the expression on Yi Yan's face suddenly changed. With a hideous face, he grabbed Lingxi's neck and lifted her into the air.

Feeling the suffocation sensation coming from her throat, Lingxi silently closed her eyes, and the moment her eyes closed, a hot tear flowed out of the corner of her eye, down her chin and fell on the hand that pinched her neck.

She just closed her eyes and waited for death, and she couldn't help but have the picture of being with Yiyan before in her mind. There is also a picture of Yi Yan sleeping with her in his arms before entering the ancient tomb.

I don't know how long it took, but the hand that she suddenly felt holding her neck loosen little by little. Trying to take a breath of air, she opened her eyes quickly.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of eyes that were incomparably familiar. It's not the familiarity of the skin, it's the familiarity of the eyes and emotions.

At this moment, although Yi Yan was still pinching her neck and lifting her in the air, two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes, and his eyes were full of struggle.

"Childe!"

Looking at those eyes, Lingxi couldn't help but shout out the word childe.

And at the moment when her voice fell, Bai Luo suddenly appeared beside Yi Yan, only to see her slash at the back of Yi Yan's head.

"Bang~"

A muffled sound came, but it was not the sound of Yi Yan falling unconscious to the ground. Instead, the Spirit Creek in the air was thrown to the ground.

"Die, give me all death!"

After letting go of Lingxi, Yi Yan roared hideously.

Reaching out and grabbing Bai Luo's head, countless black yin qi instantly appeared around his body, with a wave of his arm. The yin qi spread out like a flood in all directions.

"Run!"

Hearing a trembling voice shout, those Lin people who were frightened by Yi Yan's words and didn't dare to move ran towards the stone gate and the passage of the burial pit like crazy.

However, no matter how fast they were, they could never escape the fate of being engulfed by the Yin Qi.

The entire burial chamber was clearly dark, and the dozen or so burning torches had disappeared as if they had been completely extinguished.

After three seconds, the yin qi gradually receded. The fire reappeared, but the entire chamber fell into a dead silence. Only scattered clothes lay quietly on the ground.

A few seconds later, the yin qi turned into a black mass and gathered in the air again.

Under the light of the torches, the figures of the female ghost, Yiyan and Lingxi appeared in the air again.

It's just that now Lingxi's eyes are tightly closed, and a tear is still hanging in the corner of her eye, which is slowly sliding down, leaving a wet mark reflecting the firelight.

Yi Yan was still standing, and the dagger that had pierced his heart had fallen to the ground. The black yin qi mass was slowly entering his body along the wound, and if there was anyone facing him, he could definitely clearly see that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes were also tightly closed, and the hideous expression he had had disappeared. Instead, pain and struggle. It was as if he was trying his best to fight a painful battle in his spiritual world.

Next to him, there is an embroidered white dress, which is very beautiful. It's just that the woman who was more beautiful than the white dress has disappeared, and is permanently engulfed by the dark yin qi.

I don't know how long it took, Yi Yan still stood quietly in place, the expression on his face became more and more painful, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean kept falling like rain, wetting the blood-red clothes, and only made a ticking sound in this strange and silent tomb.

Suddenly, the female ghost who had been lying on the ground moved.

She slowly floated up from the ground, and for the first time she looked at Yiyan who was standing still in front of her. Then she turned her head and looked around, looking at the clothes scattered on the ground, the female ghost's eyes gradually sank, and an indescribable tiredness and helplessness spread in her heart, which had already stopped beating.

Finally, her eyes fell on the beautiful white dress.

After looking at the white dress and being silent for a long time, she walked towards Yi Yan in front of her.

In the silence of the tomb, the flames jumping on the torches crackled, and the blood on the ground had not dried up until now, reflecting the light around them like a blood-colored mirror.

The figure of the female ghost disappeared into the tomb at some point, and the beautiful girl Lingxi was still lying quietly on the ground.

Her color was pale, and her red lips, which were supposed to be red, were now pale and chapped, like a seriously ill and incurable patient.

Fortunately, from the undulating and orderly chest, it can be seen that she is still breathing at this moment, and she is breathing very evenly.

"Whoosh~"

A heavy wheezing sound suddenly came, and I saw Yi Yan, who had been fighting still, suddenly fall to his knees on the ground. He opened his mouth and breathed greedily, and his bloodshot eyes were open like brass bells, looking at the ground motionless.

After breathing greedily for a while, he slowly raised his hands and looked at his arms carefully, as if he had just been resurrected from this body.

His hands were still the same as when they first saw them, slender and white.

The wound that appeared when I smashed through the wall before has healed at some point, and there is no scar left at all, so I can't tell that I was injured not long ago.

"Xi'er!"

After watching it for less than two seconds, he suddenly remembered Lingxi, who was seriously injured.

Looking back, Lingxi was still lying quietly on the ground at this moment, her beautiful face was pale and terrifying, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, like a child in a nightmare.

Yi Yan quickly walked to Lingxi's side, thinking that there was no aura in the tomb, and he couldn't condense his spiritual power to check Lingxi's physical condition. Yi Yan had no choice but to use the medical skills he had learned from his adoptive father Chang Anyi in his previous life to check.

After lifting the tender white hand, his two fingers placed on Lingxi's wrist, and he closed his eyes and began to feel the faint but real pulse.

"Okay?"

After a long time, Yi Yan found that Lingxi's body had no other problems except that he was relatively weak. But how much Lingxi was injured before, he saw it with his own eyes, how could he be healed quietly like this?

"Will you check the pulse?"

Just when he was wondering, Lingxi's voice suddenly sounded. The beautiful sound spread quickly through the empty and quiet tomb like colorful music, and at the same time, it also spread into Yi Yan's heart.

In joy, Yi Yan looked down. I saw that Lingxi on the ground was looking at herself with a pair of beautiful big eyes open at the moment, and she had a smile on her face.

"When did you wake up?"

Yi Yan didn't answer Lingxi's question because he couldn't. Instead, he asked Lingxi a question. As he spoke, he also said that Lingxi helped her up from the ground and let her lean into his arms.

"When I heard you scream, I woke up."

Lingxi didn't care about Yi Yan not answering her question as usual, and looked at Yi Yan's eyes carefully as she spoke.

Because Lingxi looked at his eyes, Yi Yan didn't speak. Quietly staring at Lingxi, he noticed the love in Lingxi's eyes. Similarly, Lingxi also saw the same thing in his eyes.

"You're back."

After staring at each other for a long time, Lingxi threw herself into Yi Yan's arms, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but flow out again.

"It's over, it's all over."

Looking at Lingxi, who was already crying in his arms, Yi Yan gently hugged her shoulder. The eyes did indeed look at a piece of clothing on the floor of the burial chamber. Finally, his eyes fell on the long white dress, and he didn't know what he was thinking in silence.

.........

"Let's go, get out of here as we said before. Gone forever and never to come back. ”

After a long time, Lingxi wiped her tears and stood up, and put away the long skirt that belonged to Bai Luo on the ground.

"Let's go, there's a treasure hidden in the tomb.

Yi Yan picked up the sword of the head of the family on the ground, and carried Lingxi towards the crack in the stone wall of the stone wall.

Feeling the heat coming from Yi Yan's back, Lingxi felt an unprecedented sense of security in her heart, she wanted to hug Yi Yan's neck hard, but she was afraid of making Yi Yan uncomfortable. I had to turn my attention to the three-meter-thick wall, which had been pierced by hand.

"Is that person just now really Mandala Hua? The legendary one. ”

"No, his real name is forgotten even by himself. Mandala Hua and Manju Sawa are just one of the names they have based on legend. ”

Yi Yan explained as he walked.

"Then they're not demons, they're just a couple of ghosts."

Lingxi continued to ask, she liked it very much, like now, her body could feel the temperature of Yi Yan, and she could touch his face when she raised her hand.

"Well, it's all poor people."

"Poor people."

Lingxi repeated a sentence to himself, and many figures appeared in his mind. The three brothers of Dragon, Tiger and Leopard who risked their lives to avenge the master who raised themselves and were willing to turn themselves into a bunch of rotten meat monsters, Zhu Xuan, who took risks to rob the tomb in order to free the family from the shackles, and the old stubborn Lin Zheng who guarded the glory of the ancestors.

At this moment, Lingxi discovered that those bad people who originally seemed to be heinous were actually just poor people who sacrificed their lives to protect the people they cared about in their hearts.

In this world, how can anyone be born evil? Where is the heinousness? There is no absolute boundary between good and evil.

"Bai Luo is also kind."

After thinking about it for a long time, Lingxi couldn't help but open his mouth. Judging from the previous situation, Bai Luo must have a good relationship with the female ghost, otherwise she would not have risked her life to save her. And Yi Yan was taken away by the female ghost from the beginning, and after Yi Yan disappeared, she also disappeared immediately, Lingxi felt that Bai Luo at that time must know Yi Yan's whereabouts.

The reason why Lingxi said that Bai Luo was kind was entirely because she sacrificed her life to save herself and faced the countless bloody people alone. What's more, when Lingxi walked towards the Yi Yan who was occupied by Mandala Hua, Bai Luo stopped her, and his eyes showed regret and self-blame.

"She just can't help herself, after all, she is carrying the fate of a country."

Hearing Lingxi's words, Yi Yan couldn't help but look at the white dress that Lingxi was holding. The girl who never lived for herself is dead.

As he spoke, Yi Yan carried Lingxi on his back and came to the front of the previous Sixiang Fangding. After putting Lingxi on the ground, Yi Yan put his hands on the Sixiang Fang Ding and pushed forward with all his might.

"Boom~"

Listening to the powerful loud sound of the iron grinding against the ground and Fang Ding's collision, the bulky Da Ding was directly pushed out by Yi Yan and slammed into the wall solidly.

Yi Yan looked at his hands in some surprise, and then as if he remembered something, his eyes immediately changed from surprise to worry.

His eyes flashed, but Yi Yan didn't find that the worry at this moment was seen in the eyes of Lingxi next to him, and he remembered it in his heart.

Immediately after, Yi Yan twisted his wrist, raised his fist and smashed it to the ground.

"Boom~Boom~"

The floor tiles fell in response, and after the dust fell. A brightly lit burial chamber appears below.