Xiao Wei'er is not dead.

Although her face was declining and her life qi was almost exhausted, her breath and heartbeat were still there, and the god of death did not take her away.

She lay on the ground and held her son's hand tightly. The corners of the lips are drawn with a gentle and satisfying arc.

Si Jitian was completely unaware.

The power of the Perfect Dawn bloodline was too domineering for him.

On the surface of his body, there has been floating nine-colored morning light, flickering incessantly. His skin is getting fairer and fairer, and his facial features are becoming more and more detailed. Especially the slightly raised Danfeng eyes, which are more enchanting and charming.

As for the blood-red mole under the corner of his eye, it fell off.

A perfect face.

Ye Luo sighed: "Now, he will never dislike himself for being ugly again." Patients with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder. ”

The perfect symmetry you have been expecting, your mother, has given you.

"How long will it take for him to wake up?" Ye Luo asked.

"It's going to take about half a day." Mu Tianyan said, "The fusion of bloodline power is not such a simple thing. Fortunately, he and Xiaoweier are direct bloodline, and there is no rejection. ”

Ye Luo nodded and said, "That's good."

"I have to go."

A moment ago, Xiao Wei'er, who was still extremely weak and lying on the ground, had already held on and sat up.

"Where are you going?"

Ye Luojin's eyes narrowed slightly, "It's the middle of the night, you look like this, something will happen." ”

"It's just the middle of the night."

The corners of Xiao Wei'er's pale lips drew a shallow arc.

She struggled to get up, but swayed and fell to the ground again.

"Hey—"

Ye Luo sighed softly, "Tell me, where are you going, I'll send you over." ”

It's sad.

"I'm going to the Imperial Tomb."

Xiao Wei'er raised her head, staring at Ye Luo with a pair of eyes, full of longing, "The husband's mausoleum has been repaired before his death, and at this moment, it should have been buried, I want to see him for the last time." ”

Ye Luo's heart "chuckled".

Into the Imperial Mausoleum?

To be buried?

She understood what Empress Wei meant.

Sure enough, he was still bent on death.

"You can't get in." Ye Luo's voice was hoarse, with a bit of sadness, "Only the royal family surnamed Si, holding a token, can be released." ”

She went once.

In order to dig Si Yitian's grave, he also pried open Si Yitian's coffin.

That time, what she borrowed was Si Lan'er's princess token.

"I ......," Xiao Wei'er paused, and said, "The Imperial Tomb is negligent at night, I can try." ”

"You're all like this? Still want to break through? ”

Ye Luo's heart trembled.

Knowing that you can't do it, is this the freedom you're seeking?

"Hehe, don't look at me like this." In Xiao Wei'er's eyes, a powerful qi suddenly erupted, "Even if the bloodline power has been drained and the cultivation has been reduced to the fourth order, I am now also a first-order mad martial sect." ”

Ye Luo was very surprised.

As soon as the golden pupil visited, it was really so!

The hidden strength of the Empress is so high?

So before she extracted the bloodline power of the perfect dawn and morning light, wouldn't she be a fifth-order mad martial sect? What a proud girl in the sky! It's ruined by fate!

"I regret it a little now, after coming to the Five Elements Continent, I gave up on myself and neglected my cultivation." Xiao Wei'er stood up and smiled bitterly, "If I can keep persevering, I won't cultivate to the first level in twenty years." ”