"Here...... It took my father more than ten years to build the mausoleum by himself?? Qiqi's father stood in this empty underground palace, looking at the surrounding environment, and suddenly a sour feeling was born in his heart.

His father, the emperor, was the supreme emperor of the night country and the number one master of martial arts in the world, but in the end, because of such a wrong thing, he stayed in this dark underground day after day, year after year, and silently built a mausoleum for himself after death.

When you think about it, it makes people feel sad.

"Hmm!" Ye Qiqi nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed to the stone door inlaid with jewels in front of him, and said to his father: "When we came here before, grandpa lived behind that stone gate. ”

Qiqi's father looked in the direction of her finger towards the stone door.

Master Ye Jue couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and walked straight towards the stone gate.

Behind this stone gate is his best friend many years ago, the person who has argued with him for most of his life for the name of the number one master of martial arts in the world.

Master Ye Jue stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the stone gate in front of him.

The stone door slowly opened, and everyone looked at each other, and then walked behind the stone door together.

Behind the stone gate is no longer the furnishings of the past.

Tables, chairs, cabinets, and beds have all been removed, and in the huge room, apart from the mountains of gold, silver, and jewelry, there is only a golden coffin.

Ye Qiqi glanced at the entire room, there was no one here.

"Grandpa......??" Ye Qiqi hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but open his mouth and shouted in a low voice: "Grandpa Zhen??" ”

The room was silent, and there was no sound of answering.

Qiqi's father suddenly changed his face when he saw the coffin in the center of the room.

He turned his head to look at Master Ye Jue beside him, his eyes full of worry.

It's been eight years, and I don't know if his father is still alive......

But now this room is empty, and there is nothing but the coffin, is it ......

Mo Hanqing frowned and looked at the coffin in front of him, and didn't speak for a long time.

"It's strange, Grandpa Zhen doesn't seem to be there......" After Ye Qiqi shouted twice, seeing that no one answered her, she couldn't help but mumble in a low voice.

It's just that she turned her head and looked at the three people beside her, staring at the coffin in the center of the room with a solemn expression, and was stunned for a moment, and then said strangely: "Grandpa, Daddy, why are you staring at that coffin??" ”

"Hey......" Master Ye Jue let out a long sigh, he reached out and rubbed Ye Qiqi's head, and then said in a low voice: "Qiqi, you must know that if you are a human being, there will always be a day when you will be born, old, sick and die." ”

"What??" Ye Qiqi looked at him with a confused expression, and after a while, he came back to his senses and looked at him, and said in disbelief: "Grandpa, what do you mean......"

"Hey......" Master Ye Jue shook his head and stopped talking.

Qiqi's father walked to the coffin with a solemn face, then slowly knelt down, kowtowed three times to the coffin, and when he looked up again, he was already full of tears: "Father......"

Mo Hanqing hesitated, walked over to the coffin and said, "We...... Would you like to open the museum and have a look? ”