Midnight is like a tomb, the blood moon hangs high, the night owl wails with the cold wind, and the thick clouds like black smoke cover the starry night sky.

Yin Xin's eyebrows were so cold that she trembled, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything, she listened carefully, she only heard sobbing in the night.

She fell to her knees, just like that night seventeen years ago, burying her face between her hands and her throat began to make tones. Gradually, she sang a language she had never known, and she had never heard of it, but she sang smoothly, her lips and the tip of her tongue were not clumsy at all, and she spoke nimbly in some unknown language from another world. She closed her eyes as if she were singing to some invisible king, and she couldn't help but sing higher and higher, completely oblivious to her own situation······

The light came from above, she opened her eyes in surprise, and a sound of unhurried footsteps came from outside, and she realized that she must have attracted the guards by singing like this, but she was a little strange, how could these guards hear after singing for so long.

Two unusually tall men stood in front of the cell door, they were shrouded in light, and for a moment, Yin Xinmei couldn't even look directly at their faces. One of them stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and then he realized that the two of them did not look like the locals at all, or even like the people of this world at all, they were extremely strong but extremely flexible, and there was no sound on the ground, one of them had short black hair, the other had short brown hair, their faces were resolute, and their eyes were extremely stern.

They came to Hidden Eyebrows, and she looked into their eyes in a daze, their pupils seemed larger and brighter, and they could see through the secrets of her heart at a glance. They didn't open their mouths, but she heard a low, clear voice ringing in her ears, "Have you pleaded guilty?

"Yes, I plead guilty, and I will continue to keep this covenant. She heard her spirit speak, but her lips didn't move.

"The King of Eternity has shed His blood to atone for your covenant, and now it is your turn. The short-haired man looked at her solemnly, and she was sure that he had said it, "Once this pact of blood is established, you must not break it, or you will be consumed by unquenchable fire." ”

"I'll never break my promise, but," Hidden Eyebrow heard herself ask, "I don't know what else this covenant says." ”

"You already knew some of it when you were seven, and the rest," the short-haired brown continued, his eyes like two sharp blades pointed at her heart, "and you'll know in a moment." ”

"I ······ I see. ”

"We're going to get you out of here," the short-haired man in black stepped forward and approached her, "you have to close your eyes and don't open them until I say yes." ”

She looked at them hesitantly, the solemnity of the other reassuring her, she did not dare to ask where they came from, but she felt that obedience was the right choice for the time being.

She closed her eyes uneasily at the command of their gazes, and then, a hot and cold air flow enveloped her body, and she felt a powerful force lift her up. Her senses didn't work at all at the moment, she couldn't hear anything, she moved her fingers carefully, she couldn't touch anything, she seemed to be out of this world. But she was sure that her soul was traveling through time with incredible power, for her spirit was imprisoned in her sluggish body like a firefly in a bottle, only to collide with the cage of flesh on all sides.

It seemed that a hundred years had passed, as if in the blink of an eye, the feeling of rapid rotation in the spirit had disappeared. Her senses returned, and she felt the incense, the heat flowing, the silk strings beginning to spread around her......

Her feet were on the hard ground, and she heard the sound of fast, soft footsteps moving back and forth around her, someone whispering in a low voice somewhere......

"You can open your eyes now. The voice from her soul commanded her.

Hidden eyebrows trembled and narrowed slightly, but she couldn't see anything. She had to keep her eyes open, and when her pupils adjusted to the dim light around her, it was all in full view—

She was now standing in the middle of a great temple, with twenty-four steps of gold cast at her feet, and behind her was a great golden throne, the back of which was carved with intricate ornaments and inlaid with twelve pebble-sized gems. On the armrests of the throne were two four-sided creatures with six wings outstretched, and a carpet of red gold rim stretched from the pedals under the throne to the end of the temple.

Thirteen men crouched in front of her, twelve of them dressed in the same white robes and wearing the same golden crown on their heads, on either side. There was only one man in the middle, wearing a blue embroidered jacket and red and black trousers, he was not wearing a hat, and his hair was full of long purple and black braids, which dragged to the ground.

"The daughter of the King of Eternity has been brought, and we give her to you to fulfill the covenant. ”

Yin Xinmei turned around, only to find that the two men who brought her were actually in the air on both sides of the throne.

The crowd below immediately began to sing, and they all raised their heads. Hidden Eyebrows couldn't understand their lyrics either, but she felt that the song was full of joy and gratitude, without the weirdness of the stone room.

The two old men at the front of the twelve suddenly rose to a high pitch, and the tempo became faster and faster, ending the whole song of praise in a happy tune that soared like a lark, and then the old men bowed down again, "The angels of God are about to depart, may they trample the evil ones and bring light!"

The rest of the people repeated in unison, and Yin Xinmei saw that the two short-haired men with strange skills disappeared in a bright light.

She was so shocked that at this moment, the purple-black pigtailed man stepped forward, knelt down on one knee under the throne, and said in the stiff lingua franca of the Seven Kingdoms, "Please hand me your beautiful hand, and follow my lead, the only remaining legacy of the Hidden Lotus, the living Secret Treasure, the eternal daughter who shakes the world, the judge of the divine envoys, Your Majesty the Hidden Majesty." ”

It wasn't the first time she had heard of these titles, but she was ashamed to hear them from a stranger, especially since she was wearing a dirty smock.

Seeing that she did not move, the man stepped forward, and only then did he realize that he was unusually young, and that there was still childishness on his face, and that the boy was probably not yet seventeen years old.

The boy took her hand without saying anything, and she asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"I am the one whom the King of Eternity has given you to make a covenant with you, and I am your husband. He squeezed her hand.