The sky is gloomy, and the killing is all over the sky.

At the moment when Qin Fanxiu and the others were facing the forbidden domain, Yun Lingxi and Mo Yechen also came to the secret room of the Ethereal Clan.

The Ethereal Clan's secret room houses the most precious books and materials on the mainland.

The Great Elder led the two of them into the secret room: "Ethereal Qing Condensation Technique, at the bottom of the secret room, the subordinates can only take the young patriarch and the young patriarch's wife to the bottom level, as for how to open the magic circle, the two of them need to figure out their own way." ”

Stepping into the secret room and seeing the vision clearly, Yun Lingxi was slightly stunned.

It's not so much a secret room, but a paradise, an independent courtyard.

The small bridge and flowing water, three or two pavilions, quiet and beautiful.

"This is the place where the ancestors and the Holy Spirit Maiden of the Holy Spirit Temple studied Gu worms later, and the clansmen have maintained it well for generations." The Great Elder sighed lightly, with respect in his eyes.

As he spoke, the Great Elder walked to the pavilion and stretched out his hand to pat himself in the pavilion.

Suddenly, I saw the small bridge in the lake slowly parting to both sides.

The calm river, flowing slightly, splits in two from it, revealing the bottom of the white jade river.

"Let's go." The Great Elder flew to the bottom of the river, and with a few taps under his feet, the jade at the bottom of the river slowly rotated.

Between the rotation of the jade, a white jade staircase was revealed, which extended downward under the illumination of countless night pearls.

Seeing this, Yun Lingxi hugged Mo Yechen horizontally and followed closely.

"This is the place where the ancestor of the Holy Spirit Temple died, and her body is also buried here." After passing the one hundred and eight steps, the Great Elder stopped, his voice respectful.

At the same time, Yun Lingxi and Mo Yechen also saw the vision clearly.

In front of them, there was a beautiful palace.

Around the palace, there are countless statues on display, standing or standing, sitting or lying.

If you look closely, these hundreds of statues are all the appearance of a person.

"Ethereal Ancestor?" Yun Lingxi blurted out, his eyes full of shock.

The faces of these statues are exactly the same as Ah Chen's.

If she hadn't known that the Ethereal Ancestor looked the same as Ah Chen, she would definitely think that these statues were Ah Chen.

"Well, this is the ancestor of the Holy Spirit Temple, carved one by one." The Great Elder nodded, his expression complicated.

He stepped forward and bowed to the palace: "Two ancestors, excuse me. ”

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the hall, "Young Patriarch, Young Patriarch's wife, please come with me." ”

The Great Elder entered first, Yun Lingxi hugged Mo Yechen, and followed in silence.

In silence, the three of them passed through the side hall and entered the main hall.

As soon as they stepped into the main hall, Yun Lingxi and Mo Yechen were shocked.

In the center of the main hall, there are two coffins, one purple and gold, and the other gold and silver.

It is carved with ancient totems, which is beautiful.

The two coffins were next to each other, like a couple next to each other.

Even from a distance, it seems that there is only one coffin.

Around the coffin, countless jade carved flowers surround it, enchanting and blooming, lining the coffin as if in the middle of a sea of flowers.

Mo Yechen looked at the golden and silver coffin, raised his hand and pressed it on his heart, his eyes were confused, and he slowly stepped forward.

Yun Lingxi's eyes were also staring at the purple-gold coffin, with a blank look in his eyes.

Why, seeing that coffin, she felt so uncomfortable?

The Great Elder looked at the two of them and pointed to the side hall next to them, "Young Patriarch, Young Patriarch's wife, the magic circle is in this side hall, my subordinates won't bother you first, there will be disciples who will bring food every day." ”

When the words fell, he stopped standing and turned to leave.

The huge luxurious palace was quiet, and only the shallow breathing of the two of them could be heard.

Yun Lingxi pressed his heart, slowly walked to the purple gold coffin, and reached out to gently caress the coffin.

In my mind, some unfamiliar pictures seemed to appear.

A woman whose face she couldn't see clearly stood in a sea of flowers.

Not far in front of her, a man in a green shirt stood quietly, and he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the woman.

The woman took a step back and avoided the man's hand, "Don't touch me!" ”

The man's fingertips kept trembling, slowly withdrew his hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you really want to marry him?" ”

The woman raised her face, unable to see clearly, but her voice was firm: "Yes!" ”

Listening to the woman's resolute words, the man staggered back two steps, his tone was full of sadness, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated: "Since this is your choice, I will bless you." ”

The words fell, and the man's figure slowly walked away.

As soon as the picture turns, the woman continues to carve the statue until the end of her life, still holding the carving knife.

The statue in her hand was half-finished, and she could vaguely see that it was the man in the green shirt.

Yun Lingxi suddenly opened his eyes and covered his heart and gasped.

The woman's despair, grief, and anticipation were felt by her.

Even the long wait, she felt as if she had experienced it herself.

On the other side, Mo Yechen still had his eyes closed, and the sadness between his eyebrows and eyes almost overflowed.

"Why did you suddenly ......" In the sea of flowers, a man in a green shirt who couldn't see clearly was full of sadness and despair, looking at the woman opposite who couldn't see clearly.

Before he could finish speaking, the woman directly interrupted him: "Between you and me, we can't go back to the past." ”

The man shook his head and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hold the woman, and his trembling voice was broken: "If I say that I didn't touch her, will you believe it?" ”

The woman sneered: "She appears in your room in disheveled clothes, whether you touch her or not, you can only marry her." ”

"Really, can't we go back to the way we were?" The man's fingers trembled forward.

"Yes." The woman replied without hesitation, her voice full of determination.

The man's outstretched hand suddenly fell, and he turned away in despair.

Mo Yechen's brows frowned tightly, and he kept shaking his head, "No, don't ......"

"Ah Chen, Ah Chen, wake up!" A familiar call suddenly came from his ears, and Mo Yechen opened his eyes suddenly, and his breath pressed his heart rapidly.

"Lingxi?"

The unfocused gaze gradually focuses.

Yun Lingxi stretched out his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead, and glanced at the two coffins fearfully, "This coffin is strange." ”

It can affect her and Ah Chen's minds.

Mo Yechen looked at the coffin in front of him in a daze, his mind was a little dazed, and he muttered: "I have fought for a lifetime, I have been entangled for a lifetime, I have missed a lifetime, and in the end, I know that I have loved it for a lifetime." ”

Yun Lingxi heard Mo Yechen's whispering, his body stiffened, and he sighed lightly: "It's a pity that I repented too late." ”

Even if you are repentant, what is the point of being gone?

In just a few decades, it has been missed because of face and unprovoked people.

As soon as she finished speaking, her hands were suddenly held by a slightly cool hand, and Mo Yechen's gentle voice came from her ears: "We can't go back to the past, but our future is in our own hands." ”

Yun Lingxi looked at the person in front of him, raised a bright smile, and clasped Mo Yechen's hand with his backhand, "I won't let you wait for me." ”

She was born again at a great cost.

She will surely hold his hand tightly, follow him, and will not let him wait for her.

In this life, even if the time spent together is short, there will be no regrets.

Mo Yechen smiled and brushed the tip of her nose and hugged her into his arms: "Silly girl, I should say this." ”

The regret of the Ethereal Ancestor and the Holy Spirit Ancestor, he will never repeat it.