Chapter 39: Remembrance

The remnants of the leaves are flying, the fallen flowers are scattered, one after another the sorrowful cry of a hundred birds, adding a touch of sadness to this cold valley of smoke and clouds, the sad sound of the piano came out of the pavilion and echoed in the valley for a long time, the tears of the goddess gently crossed the cheeks that made the world jealous, and disappeared in the wind, her face rarely showed a change in expression, the only thing that could judge her emotions was the bright eyes like a galaxy, which contained the deep pain that broke the heart of anyone in the world.

"Sister. A figure appeared behind her, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, "Xiao Chen?" Her voice was so crisp and pleasant.

"Take me to see Uncle Nie and Uncle Ye!" Yang Chen pleaded, with a haggard face and somewhat empty eyes.

"Okay," Yang Xueli put away the piano, didn't say anything superfluous, walked in and took Yang Chen's hand, turned into a ray of light and flew into the sky, and flew quickly towards the depths of an unknown mountain range, but in the process, he spared several laps back and forth, and finally did not change direction, and flew towards a valley in diameter.

"Sister, is someone following and spying on us?" Yang Chenjian couldn't help but ask after Yang Xueli went around so heavily.

"Hmm!" replied Yang Xueli softly.

Yang Chen didn't speak anymore, two years of experience made him grow a lot, he is no longer the ignorant child he was at the beginning, the Yang family is now in a state of leaderlessness, and many ambitious elements who are under Yang Ao's arrogance have also begun to be restless in their hearts, whether it is the position of the head of the family in internal competition, or the interests of the Yang family planned by external enemies, no matter how you look at it, it is the best time to make a move.

"This is it," the two of them slowly fell from the sky, and Yang Xueli said.

Yang Chen looked around, the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles crisscrossed each other, countless cliffs and waterfalls were in the sky, resounding in the sky, the mountains were shrouded in endless mist, and the mountain opposite him was surrounded by mountains, and the momentum of arching and defending was strong, and the aura between the mountains was rich, and the trees were lush, which was really a rare treasure.

"Xiao Chen, enter the tomb, follow me, remember the route, the various formations in the tomb overlap, and you can't make a wrong step. Yang Xueli swiped his palm lightly, and a mysterious light flashed in front of them, and a huge tomb suddenly appeared on the cliff in front of them, Yang Xueli took Yang Chen's hand and slowly flew to the opposite side and entered the tomb.

Entering the tomb, Yang Chen was shocked by the scene in front of him, in front of him was a huge empty place, in front of him were dozens of roads leading to different places, these dozens of passages were decorated with countless precious gems exactly the same, each passage was full of blood light, countless forbidden runes shone in the walls, and the killing machine was pervasive.

"Follow in my sister's footsteps, remember not to make a wrong step, otherwise it will trigger the killing array and runes in the cave. She walked in front and led the way, even if she was as cold as her, she still couldn't help but tell again at this moment.

"Don't worry, sister, I will follow your footsteps, I won't make a mistake," Yang Chen said seriously, Yang Xueli is not a nagging person, he understands the power, the hidden killing array power and rune power in the cave If it is touched, even if the emperor's true body comes over and does not die, it will be crippled, with his current cultivation, if it is touched, then I am afraid that it will be bombarded and there will be no scum left.

Seeing this, Yang Xueli didn't speak, walked in front and led towards one of the passages, every step in the passage, there would be a specific rune lit up under her feet, Yang Chen followed her footsteps carefully, and walked like this for more than two hours, and finally reached the main tomb.

"It's glaring," Yang Chen was stabbed into the eyes by a golden light at the moment of exiting the passage, and he couldn't see anything, when he opened his eyes again, he saw a golden palace, and in front of the palace were four lifelike statues, which were Situ Mingyang, Yang Ao, Nie Yang, and the four people in the night sky, this statue and its magic, they can all look at each other from different angles, and from the eyes of each other are different, Situ Mingyang looked at Yang Ao's expression was happy and full of love, and looking at the other two was full of respect and pity......

"Daddy and the two uncles have a very deep relationship, I heard that they met when they were young, and went through a lot of hardships, and then after Daddy took charge of the family, the two uncles also came to our house, helping the weak Daddy to ascend to the position of the head of the family, and then one stayed, they respected each other, and they all regarded each other as close relatives, so they got along together for 10,000 years without a word of quarrel, it seems that this is true. Yang Chen said in his heart.

Entering the palace, there were no more strange paroxysms and runes around, Yang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, followed Yang Xueli into the palace that exuded infinite golden light and came directly to the coffin room, the empty space of the coffin room was huge, the radius was dozens of meters so large, and it was supported by six thick gilded pillars all around, there were no luxurious decorations around the wall, just a few ordinary paintings that could not be more ordinary, which seemed to record some of their unforgettable experiences together, next to the surrounding walls were three huge shelves, on which all kinds of strange things were listed, including books, weapons, wine, and so on, These are all like things in the night sky, the lives of Nie Yang and Yang Ao.

In the middle of the place, there were four crystal coffins that emitted a faint streamer, Yang Chen walked over quickly, and suddenly two of the coffin lids opened at the same time, and two terrifying and boundless powers emanated from the coffin, pressing Yang Chen to the ground at once, as if his bones were about to be crushed.

"It's so terrifying, could it be that the two uncles didn't die?" Although Yang Chen was in great pain, he was happy in his heart, but this power was too terrifying, and the corners of Yang Xueli's mouth were already bleeding in front of Yang Chen, and he was obviously about to be unable to support it.

"Two uncles, I am Yang Xueli, I specially brought Xiaochen to visit the two uncles today, and I hope to forgive me for disturbing the two uncles. As soon as Yang Xueli's words fell, the terrifying and boundless coercion suddenly disappeared.

Yang Chen slowly stood up, panting, and was shocked to find that his body was soaked with sweat. "Why is this happening? Could it be that the two uncles are not dead, but why are they attacking us?" Yang Chen looked at Yang Xueli with an inquiring expression.

"No, they have indeed fallen, and the coercion just now was just the last remnant of the two uncles before they died, and it was sent out by the power that urged them to urge the Xuan soldiers. Yang Xueli explained.

"Is that so?" Yang Chen felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"Xiao Chen, don't be sad, if the two uncles knew that you came to visit them, they would be very happy under the nine springs, although the deceased is gone, but they will always live in our hearts and never pass away. Yang Xueli saw that he was sad and comforted him.

"Yes, you will always live in our hearts," Yang Chen said secretly in his heart, he walked in the direction of the crystal coffin, looking at his uncle who cared for him in the past through the lid of the coffin, tears flowed out unconsciously, he was so reluctant in his heart, it was so nostalgic.

"Two uncles, I'm here to see you, I'm sorry, I didn't come to visit you at the first time, I am now living in hard cultivation every day, I believe that one day I will become stronger than you and my father, Yang Chen couldn't stop his tears, but he was smiling when he spoke, he didn't want his uncles who loved and cared about him to see him sad and sad for them.

As he spoke, a few hours passed unconsciously, but it still seemed that there was still a lot to say, as if there were endless stories to share, and as if he had seen two uncles smiling at him, calling his name affectionately......

Yang Xueli stood in place for a long time, she stood there far away and looked at the two crystal coffins, missing the two people in the coffin, she was not like Yang Chen's heartbreaking, her face was like frost, but her heart was as emotional as fire, she missed in a different way, he would not be like Yang Chen's heart-rending through his appearance, but his heart had already imprinted the two of them deeply in his mind, no matter how long it had passed, she would never forget, in her opinion, this is the best way to remember.

Finally, Yang Chen recovered from his grief, he wiped his tears: "Two uncles, it's not too early, I'm leaving, I'll come to visit my uncle next time," Yang Chen turned to Yang Xueli and said, "Sister, let's go!" Yang Xueli said "um" and returned the same way.

"Buzz ......"

After Yang Chen left, two roaring sounds of divine soldiers suddenly emanated from the coffin, some excited and some relieved.......

"Sister, there are four coffins in the coffin, one of which I can understand as my father's, and whose other one belongs to?" Yang Chen asked the doubts in his heart, he found this question when he entered the coffin, but he still didn't ask out loud, at this time he couldn't help it.

Yang Xueli looked into the distance, her eyes were full of pain, and she tried her best to control her emotions and said: "The last coffin is for .........