The matter of the stele is very important, and Dean Canghe doesn't want to meddle in things, this monster wants to think, so let him think!

As he spoke, Dean Canghe jumped and flew upwards quickly, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Wei was stunned for a while, then slowly moved, walked to the huge stone tablet, stretched out his hand, gently stroked the exercises engraved on it, looked down slowly, and then squatted down.

At the bottom of the stele, where the dust has passed, there is a faint line of small characters, which is different from the atmosphere and solemnity of the words engraved on the stele, and the small line of words is very delicate and elegant.

Nightmare slowly brushed the dust away with his hands, and there was a slight tremor in his fingers.

Finally, the words were revealed, and he pulled down the light and looked closely.

"I hope that one day, I can meet you again under this sky."

The girl's slightly hoarse voice sounded behind her, and what she said was exactly what he saw in front of him.

——I hope that one day, I can meet you again under this sky——

On the stele, there is such a line of words, which is very old, but it does not have the slightest meaning of receding with the wind, and it is still vivid, as if it was just left a moment ago.

There is a vivid feeling that it is close to the eyes.

Wei lowered his head and kept looking at the line of small words, but he couldn't come back to his senses for half a sound, but he still walked over on a moonlit night and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, what is this place?" How can I get out? ”

"This is ......." Nightmare looked up and looked around, "This is ...... No wonder I feel so familiar. ”

Yueye frowned, listening to his trance voice, as if in a dream, she no longer asked him, but walked around the huge stone tablet, touched the words on it, and some spiritual light flashed in her heart.

These inscriptions are all wonderful martial arts, extremely complex, profound and obscure, and ordinary people will not understand them at all, but why does she have a vague sense of familiarity?

Since entering here, the black jade in the seal has fallen silent inexplicably, without any movement, and the vitality exuded by the black jade itself is several times more abundant and rich than before.

She didn't understand what was involved, but she didn't plan to ask Nightmare.

At present, the black jade is the key to her ability to condense the spirit body, and she is afraid that something will go wrong, so she should try to keep it secret.

At this moment, the vitality exuded by the black jade was just right for her cultivation, and it was too wasteful to let the soul come out like this, so Yue Ye said: "Take me out for a while, is it okay?" ”

Nightmare nodded nonchalantly, probably not hearing her request at all.

But he wouldn't throw himself here anyway, thinking like this, the figure of the moonlit night slowly transformed, the red robe on his body fell to the ground, and a snow-white fox came out of his clothes and snuggled up to the nightmare.

Wei looked at the stone tablet, and was stunned for a long time, motionless, like a stone carving.

The demon red in his eyes was slowly circulating, and he seemed to be face to face with the red dragon on the stone tablet, but both sides were unusually silent.

After a long time, Dean Canghe came down from above, sweating profusely, and his face was even paler and ugly than just now.

"Your Excellency, this stele is amazing, there is no end, the old man has been flying for so long, and he can't even reach the top of it." Dean Canghe panted and shook his head and sighed.