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"It's a beautiful moon." Mu Shuiyun smiled softly and shook his hand. The Jade Dragon Jade was more delicate and clear against the backdrop of the moonlight. The green lines inside were like enchanting blue silk, flowing and floating. The thread is flowing, it is indeed a good piece of jade."

"This hairpin is not bad either." Xue Feng compared Mu Shuiyun's head with a jade hairpin, and said softly: "Put it on your head, it must have a special charm."

"I've always been lazy, and I don't like overly complicated headgear. So no matter how good this hairpin is, I'm not interested in wearing it. It's better to be simple and casual." Mu Shuiyun brought the jade hairpin over, played with it for a while, and the carriage stopped down.

Shanhe's voice appeared outside the curtain, "Princess, you have arrived in the western suburbs."

When they got out of the car, they saw Ye Liunian standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the huge and majestic Mausoleum of the Western Emperor in front of him.

This imperial mausoleum is hundreds of feet high, and its four sides seem to be coated with a layer of black iron walls. A layer of blue light radiates from the body surface, illuminating half of the night sky like a piece of emerald green. Blowing out from the skylight above the mausoleum.

This sinister wind rushed straight to his forehead, Shanhe's eyes flickered, and his consciousness gradually weakened. He only felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he couldn't resist luck at all. come over!"

Shanhe's dazed eyes immediately stared at the boss, as if he had been awakened in an instant, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Thank you, my lord, for saving me."

"Get up, you step back." Ye Liunian waved his hand, and Shan He stepped back immediately.

Seeing Shanhe's situation in his eyes, Mu Shuiyun frowned and said: "This imperial tomb is indeed weird, a gust of wind can steal people's consciousness. Shanhe's dignified cultivation base can't resist it, let him stay outside .”

Xue Feng hugged her waist, and said softly: "If you didn't have the double protection of resentment and purgatory fire, I'm afraid it would be difficult to resist this evil wind."

Ye Liunian looked at Xue Feng's arm around Shui Yun's waist, feeling jealous in his heart, but he had to put on a dignified look, "Shui Yun, give me the two tokens."

Mu Shuiyun handed him the two pieces of jasper, and the three of them walked to the entrance of the mausoleum. The two gaps on the door matched the shapes of the two keepsakes. With a click, the stone gate opened from both sides, and the entire western suburbs shook violently. Wake up, opening the imperial mausoleum is to shake the dragon's veins. Fortunately, when the stone gate was opened, the three of them flashed in. The stone gate lost the combination of the two keepsakes. After a pause, it closed again, and everything returned to calm.

In the darkness, Xue Feng's fingertips ignited a ray of purple light, illuminating the surrounding terrain like daylight.

This is a spacious passage. To Mu Shuiyun's surprise, the passage is so clean. There is no such horrible accumulation of bones in his impression. At the end of the passage is a fork. direction.

The three of them changed their minds and came to the fork in the road. Ye Liunian frowned: "This is the first time I have entered this imperial mausoleum. These three roads always feel a little weird. Should we split up, or explore one by one?"

Mu Shuiyun tapped his fingertips, and the air in front of him fluctuated slightly, and a bright golden light emerged. It was an incomparably round orb, "The soul orbs can sense each other, let it choose."

Xue Feng stared at the shining bead wall, closed her eyes lightly, and the spirit bead floated in along the door on the right.

Ye Liunian said: "It's on the right."

When he was about to walk in, Xue Feng shouted: "Wait."

Ye Liunian turned his head in surprise, and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Xue Feng spread his palms, another spirit bead appeared under the golden light, but this time the spirit bead did not follow the induction to the right door, but flew to the left door.

Ye Liunian stared in surprise, "How could this be! Could it be that there are two spirit beads in the imperial mausoleum?"

With a flick of his sleeve, Mu Shuiyun took back the two Yuanzhu that flew into the two gates. In an instant, the passageway was filled with golden light. squinted.

Ye Liunian squinted his eyes and saw four golden spirit beads floating in the air in front of Mu Shuiyun. The four forces gathered together and suddenly rose rapidly.

"Above." Xue Feng hugged Shuiyun tightly, and his body turned into a beam of purple light, rushing straight up.

How could Ye Liunian be willing to lag behind, he stepped on one foot, and his figure turned into an aurora to chase after him.

When the three people's boots landed on the ground, a black mist filled the air.

Xue Feng frowned and waved his sleeves to disperse the incoming black mist, the scene ahead became clear, but the three of them were shocked in place.

This space is extremely empty, and the surrounding walls are made of thousand-year-old black iron, with complicated and strange patterns carved on the walls, and 50 meters directly in front of the three of them is a huge mourning hall, which enshrines the founding emperor of the Murong family and several The spirit seat of the Great Shouguo Emperor.

The Murong family has inherited the throne for thousands of years, but unfortunately, the descendants did not try their best to govern the country. The generations of kings under Murong Lingtian were very stupid. His face was vividly displayed. After the battle between immortals and demons, he lost that devilish energy as a backer. Even if he could stir up some storms, he would end up with nothing left.

If the founding king of the Ye family hadn't remembered the great achievements of the Murong family's ancestors, he would never have given such an emperor's spirit, but he still would not have expected that after a hundred years, the current Murong family's spiritual position has already undergone a change, because of the benevolence of one thought back then. , created the present disaster.

Ye Liunian recounted Murong's deeds, sighed in his heart, and said indifferently: "Father is too kind after all."

"The benevolent king rules the world with benevolence and righteousness. This is the benevolence that every founding king must have, otherwise no one will be willing to surrender." Mu Shuiyun folded his arms around his chest, it was a bit strange that the place was so empty.

Xue Feng paced slowly, staring at the complicated pattern on the mysterious wall, her eyes were filled with inexplicable light, but she inadvertently found the same complicated pattern on the ground, she frowned slightly, always feeling a little strange here.

Ye Liunian was surprised and said: "It's clear at a glance, the Lingzhu is not here at all."

"No. Its induction will never go wrong. The soul pearl must be here, but we don't know its location yet." Mu Shuiyun walked to Murong's mourning hall and found that there were three long incense sticks stuck in the incense burner. Incense, but the head of the incense has never been lit, is this implying something?

Ye Liunian's eyes were deep, and suddenly he flicked his fingers, and the three long incense sticks were instantly ignited, and the extremely strong sandalwood breath spread into the huge space, invading the noses of the three of them.

The brilliance of the bright moon came in through the skylight, imprinting the positions where the three of them were standing incomparably clearly. The light shone on the three of them, unexpectedly showing a kind of eerie feeling.

The scent of sandalwood became more and more intense. Mu Shuiyun smelled it, and her eyelids felt a little heavy, as if the water was rippling in front of her eyes. She seemed to think of Ziyunzhu's mirror flower and water moon. A strong light came directly, and she quickly closed her eyes.

After opening his eyes again, he couldn't believe it. In front of him was an exquisite garden. A man was pruning the bushes. He seemed to hear a sound, turned his head and smiled and said, "Miss is back, the master and wife are all in the house." Waiting for your meal."

Mu Shuiyun stood there in a daze, wondering if it was because of her blind eyes, she actually felt that Uncle Wu's movement of turning his head was a bit stiff, why did this spring-like smile seem to her to be so cold.

She closed her eyes, only feeling a little empty in her mind, she seemed to have forgotten something, she forgot an important person, she just went to Fayuan Temple to offer incense, after that things became blurred, she drove back in a daze , when the scorching sun was in the sky, it was time for lunch.

Mu Shuiyun shook her head, with a clear scent of sandalwood on her nose, she felt tired instead, glanced at the back of the pruned bush, her eyes darkened, "Uncle Wu, you should go and have a rest too."

"Miss, go in quickly." Uncle Wu turned his head and smiled at her.

The cold breath surrounded the body and mind, Mu Shuiyun frowned and walked in hastily.

The kind-faced father sat on the sofa and read the newspaper as usual. When he saw Mu Shuiyun walking in, he took off his glasses with a smile, put the newspaper on the table, walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "Shuiyun, it's early in the morning. I ran to the temple to burn incense, why are you so diligent. Your mother cooks for you today and made your favorite dishes."

"Father." For some reason, Mu Shuiyun's eyes became moist.

Mother came out of the kitchen with two dishes and said with a smile, "Go and wash your hands."

Mu Shuiyun suddenly felt like a dream, this scene seemed to have only appeared in a dream, why did she miss the two elders so much after being separated for only half a day, and wished she could never leave them for the rest of her life, and just eat the dishes made by her mother for the rest of her life.

The night sky is full of stars, and there is a faint sense of intoxication.

The poignant moon hangs upside down in the sky, and the hazy feeling spreads, which is a beautiful feeling.

The beautiful pink petals are light and fluttering, embellishing the depth of the starry sky with all kinds of beauty.

Xue Feng sat lazily on the stone bench, squinting her enchanting beautiful eyes and quietly looking at the handsome woman under the peach blossom forest. Her every frown and smile, every joy and anger, all tightly touched her heart.

The night was blurred, but this place turned into a light pink color due to the lingering peach blossoms. The night wind lifted her fiery red hair and fluttered away. A soft purple robe slowly fluttered, perfectly setting off the woman's graceful figure. , seductive face, enchanting eyes, the light in her eyes implied spring waves, facing Xue Feng's beautiful eyes between toss and turns, her soft voice teased lazily, "Xue Feng, how can you let me be alone on such a beautiful night?" Standing under the moonlight, aren't you afraid that I will be lonely?"

Xuefeng's heart skipped a beat, isn't this what she has been looking forward to all along?But why did her heart ache at this moment, and this moment made her consciousness clear a lot, but why was there emptiness in her soul, as if she lacked something precious, something precious?Precious emotion?Or a precious person?

The author has something to say: Don’t pay too much attention to the part about the moon falling, it’s just an illusion.