In reality, the two people's breathing finally stabilized. In Wang Laodao's eyes, they had successfully passed the first calamity. And everyone watched as Mei Xi's little hand grabbed Wu Shuang's hand little by little, and the two held their hands together tightly.

They have never been separated.

"Oh my god, these two are finally together." Lu Haotian giggled and was happy to have a lover.

"It's difficult, it's not like that, Mouse. If they want to be together, it depends on whether Wushuang can get out of his own knot. If our brothers and sisters can successfully escape from the Qing Dragon Vein, the one who sacrificed the most is actually him. He lost

Even if he is a tough man, he cannot bear the loss of his lover and his friends." Nalanhong sighed bitterly.

In the previous film, the most difficult and dangerous challenge everyone faced was the final battle for the treasure of the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty. In the underground palace that had been silent for hundreds of years, they encountered unprecedented challenges, betrayal by friends, cruel killings, etc.

An extinct prehistoric creature, a thousand-year-old immortal jade-faced beauty. He protected his companions with his own life. He lost Meihui, lost the last treasure-holding man Xie Guanbao, and lost the nearly 180-year-old ancestor Yin-Yang Sage.

. All his friends escaped successfully, but in the end he dragged his beloved wife’s cold body and swam up from the pure water of Tianchi. He did not shed a single tear. No one knew how deep the scars were hidden in this man’s heart.

(This can also be regarded as a promotion for the previous film Tomb Bride. Hoho. Friends who are interested can read the companion volume Tomb Bride first.)

Friends were all immersed in the memories of the past. Nan Haiyue leaned on her husband's arms with her head lowered and silently prayed for the friends who had fought side by side. Originally, Wushuang and Meihui could be as happy as they were, but...

"Okay, okay, everyone, don't think about that. The past is in the past. Seven percent of your life is determined by fate, and the other three depends on your own hard work. Wushuang is destined to have a fate with Meihui for only a few years. They have the relationship of husband and wife.

However, Mei Xi Ge Ge is a bit interesting. I hope this girl can tie Wu Shuang's heart and take good care of her brother-in-law to comfort her sister's spirit in heaven." Wang Laodao lit a stack of ghost coins and threw them in the air.

This is a tribute to Meihui.

In the dream, the brother-in-law and sister-in-law stepped into the entrance of the Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty. Both sides of the valley were regularly covered with copper lamps with human bodies and animal heads. A middle-aged one-armed man wore animal skin clothes and carried a boning knife in front.

Shuttle through.

"Brother-in-law, who is he?"

"His name is Xie Guanbao. He is your sister's slave. He is the last treasure-holding person in China."

"Will he die?"

"Yes, he and your sister both died in Daqing Dragon Vein. He was shot to death in order to cover our evacuation." Wushuang said silently.

Mei Xi asked: "Then why can't we save them? Are dreams all illusions? At least we can realize your once impossible wishes to make up for your inner guilt!"

At this time, a hollow voice echoed in the deep valley.

"You can't change anything. These are all imaginary scenes in your hearts. Wushuang, you will see your former friends fall one after another in front of you again. The only difference is that you and Mei Xi will stay together forever.

In this dream." Li Doutian said coldly.

Wushuang stared with blood-red eyes and roared: "Li Doutian! You beast! Do you know how cruel you are? I'm going to kill you! Come out!"

"No, this is your dream. I can't change anything. You have shaped everything with your own hands. Young man, just enjoy your dream slowly! Haha..."

Wushuang squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands and exhaled. He knew what was about to happen. Xie Guanbao was shot through the chest by an enemy bullet in order to save Meihui. Wushuang was powerless to change what happened, and could only watch the past again.

The comrade-in-arms fell in a pool of blood. But strangely, according to the experience of the expedition a few years ago, he and Meihui should have appeared here, but now they did not.

"Where is my sister? Why didn't you see her?" Mei Xi asked.

"Maybe you replaced your sister, and I appeared in the dream instead of the original Wushuang, or maybe this dream can only reappear the figure of the king, and cannot overlap with the real world."

According to the original plot, they will meet Yin Yang Saint and Nalan Rongbai in the Crow Temple. In the end, these two old men who are over 100 years old will fight to the death against the enemy in order to protect everyone.

The two old men were sitting in front of the threshold of the Crow Temple, talking and laughing, without any of the hatred they once had, as if they had long since looked down upon the passing of the world.

Wushuang and Meixi stood in front of their door and looked at the two gray-haired old men. Meixi was very excited. This yin and yang saint was the greatest gold-touching captain during the Republic of China and the ancestor of the Hai family. She had just been there a few days ago.

I worshiped him at the old man's grave, but I didn't expect to see his true body in this weird dream today.

"Kowtow to our ancestors, maybe this is the only chance in this life." Wushuang took Meihui's hand, knelt down in front of the Yin-Yang Sage, and kowtowed three times respectfully. He knew that all this was illusory, and the Yin-Yang Sage had no idea at all.

I can't feel it, but I just don't ask him to see it because of the guilt I feel towards the old man in my heart.

"Cough...cough..." Nalan Rongbai couldn't stop coughing.

"Smelly old man, are they here?" Nalan Rongbai suddenly said this, as if he had sensed that the souls of Wushuang and Meixi had traveled here.

"Yes, they are here." The Yin Yang Saint stood up with the soul-cutting sword on his back. The dark wind blew, and his beards on his head moved with the wind.

Wushuang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, but Yin Yang Saint didn't react. They were from two worlds, and Wushuang couldn't touch each other's body in the soul state. Maybe the two old men were not talking about them, but from that world.

Unparalleled and graceful.

"Boy, listen." The Yin Yang Saint turned his head and stared in the direction of Wushuang, as if he could really see him.

"Ancestor, are you talking to me? Ancestor, save us, save us!" Wushuang withdrew his hand and knelt down again.

"Listen, what you are currently practicing is called Soul Leaving Technique. Everything you see are obstacles created in your own mind. There is no danger or entity in this world. Everything exists in your heart. As long as you can

Give up your past and you can return to reality." Yin Yang Sage said quietly.
Chapter completed!