After Awakening, I Conquered The Whole World

Song Yanqing was a little funny: "Then I will look at buying some gifts."

Qiao Jin said sincerely: "They will like whatever you buy."

As Song Yanqing, he won't be sent down anymore, and it is impossible for the Mu family to hate Song Yanqing.

With that said, Song Yanqing winked at Ah Cheng, and Ah Cheng understood.

Miss Qiao doesn't provide information, so it's very easy for Ah Yu to inquire at the mall.

For them, it is not difficult to do these things. Master and Miss Qiao deal with the matter, and he happens to help Master choose a good gift.

The car parked downstairs in Meng Chengyu's home complex.

It's daytime, and there are not many people nearby downstairs. The car parked nearby is inconspicuous. When Song Yanqing and Qiao Jin got off the car, they attracted a lot of attention.

The two of them had become accustomed to this kind of gaze and walked towards Meng Chengyu's home in the community.

Although Meng Chengyu didn't give the key, it was too easy for Qiao Jin to enter the door.

As soon as they entered, they saw the square sarcophagus placed in the living room.

The coffin board was lifted, which means that the sarcophagus is now open.

Just walk two steps forward and you can see the woman lying in the sarcophagus.

This scene really challenges people's tolerance limits. Neither Meng Chengyu nor Yang Qiulu came back. It was the right choice.

Song Yanqing was somewhat puzzled: "Why put her here? If you need a safe and hidden place, I can provide it."

"Yang Qiulu and Meng Chengyu are both the holders of the matrix. I put it here to see if she would have any conflicting reactions with them. When Meng Chengyu saw Yang Qiulu, his heart beat extremely fast. It almost caused Yang Qiulu to awaken directly."

Song Yanqing nodded to express understanding, and walked over with Qiao Jin.

This stunning woman was still lying in the sarcophagus, wearing a black fringed crown and a big red robe, but she did not look like a wedding dress.

4,000 years ago, human civilization was just developing, and it stands to reason that there should not be such a dress.

But Qiao Jin himself existed ten thousand years ago, and naturally knew that some things were just being buried again over time.

But when Song Yanqing saw the woman in front of her, the moment she caught her eye, her dark pupils suddenly sank.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was thousands of people who bowed down, the empty yellow sand land, the wind rolled up thousands of miles of yellow sand, and they all bowed to the ground, looking solemn and solemn.

"High Priest!"

"High Priest!"

"With my life, with my blood, donate to the heavens! Hope the high priest will recover after a thousand years and revitalize the thousands!"

"With my life, with my blood, donate to the heavens! Hope the high priest will recover after a thousand years and revitalize the thousands!"

...

Boundless, serious, and even sad.

A man, male and female, and even young and old, bowed to the ground, praying for the heavens, and then cut his neck with a sword.

Bright red blood, like the most gorgeous and hot rose, blooms on the yellow sand.

The yellow sand wailed in the sky, like a scream of a ghost, that instantly swept across the earth, and the wind swept the yellow sand, covering all shadows in an instant.

All this is buried under the yellow sand.

On the lake surface in just two seconds, Song Yanqing frowned slightly and murmured, "High priest?"

Is this the past he saw?

Qiao Jin looked at him instantly: "What did you see?"

It is a talent that a spiritual master looks at the past and knows the future. It is incomparable.