Immortal Voices

In the underground palace, Su Xuan found a weird coffin.

This coffin was guarded by many coffins, and two lifelike pottery figurines kneeled in front of the coffin. Su Xuan immediately called Ye Wenchun and Fan He.

When Ye Wenchun saw this bronze coffin, his look was a joy: "The young master is here."

Fan He's head was stunned: it must be too windy and I didn't hear well.

The suzerain clearly told her that the two noble guests came to Nanzhou to find someone and asked her to lead the way.

As a result, when they came all the way to Nanzhou, they plunged into their catacombs, which made Fan He bewildered, wondering whether the two men used an excuse to find someone in their burial chamber.

But now the senior said something, Fan He suddenly realized that they weren't deceiving at all, but actually came to find someone, but the person he was looking for was a dead person.

After Ye Wenchun looked at the bronze coffin, his eyes fell on the two pottery figurines, and he frowned subconsciously.

"Ye Xiang?" Su Xuan cried strangely.

Ye Wenchun wondered: "I always feel that these two clay figurines are a bit wrong, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

Su Xuan took the first two steps, looked closely at the pottery figurine, and frowned, "How do I feel that the soul is trapped inside this pottery figurine?"

Ye Wenchun thought for a while, and suddenly waved his hands, the clay figurines shattered.

Ye Wenchun's eyes widened sharply. He pulled Fan He back quickly: "Master Su, retreat."

Su Xuan's response was also very timely. At the same time when he stepped back, his huge spiritual power emerged through his body, wrapping himself strictly.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the entire underground palace shook.

‘卡 擦擦’ A few crisp sounds, the energy on Ye Wenchun ’s three bodies shattered.

The three faces were so pale that after the energy wave disappeared, Ye Wenchun looked at the burial chamber that hadn't changed at all, and sighed deeply: "The calculation is so deep that we almost planted it."

Su Xuan scrutinized the surroundings and said, "The two pottery figurines were converted by monks. Just now the explosion was sacrificed with their souls, which inspired the energy hidden in the tomb."

Ye Wenchun nodded in agreement: "However, this force is obviously familiar with this place and values ​​it, otherwise it will not protect everything in the tomb at the moment of the outbreak."

Su Xuan's eyes fell on the bronze coffin, saying, "There are many restrictions on it."

He judged and said, "And the people who are banned are very strong."

Ye Wenchun felt it carefully: "It's true, but it's just a defense against bans. It's not difficult."

Su Xuan cautiously said, "Be careful, we can't escape the explosion just now."

Ye Wenchun nodded, always alert.

After wandering around the ancient bronze coffin, he finally stood in front of the coffin.

The hands were printed quickly, and the reverse prohibition was hit one after another. The handprint of Yinjue was dazzling, and Fan He was dizzy after just looking at it for a while.

A 'click' sounded, and Su Xuan and Fan He both looked carefully at the ancient bronze coffin.

"The ban has been lifted," Ye Wenchun said cheerfully.

The three were silent for a while, and Su Xuan put away the large knife in his hand, approached the ancient coffin, and pressed his hands on the lid of the coffin, and gently pushed, and a gap appeared.

The three looked at each other and none of them spoke.

The coffin lid went up all the way, and the figure inside gradually came into view.

It was a spotless white dress, with golden silk threads embroidered on the fir tree flowers they saw outside, and a silver gauze robe on the outside, inexplicably noble.

Further up, a yellow jade belt was tied loosely and tightly around the slender waist, and those white hands slightly overlapped, lying on the lower abdomen.

After the coffin lid was fully opened, the owner's face was completely exposed.

That face is not the most beautiful, but even if it is asleep, it still gives a warm atmosphere.

The long black hair was laid behind him without any restraint, the white clothes were pale, the black hair was deep, and the corners of the slightly raised lips were like a dream of the master, as if the man lying in the coffin had just found a place to sleep.

"It's the crown prince." Ye Wenchun screamed in surprise, absolutely right, this is exactly the same image as His Majesty gave him.

He was so excited that he forgot to hide his name in front of outsiders.

Su Xuan looked at the quietly lying woman with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Is this the crown prince?"

Looking at it from face, it's just a little doll in her twenties.

"It's her!" Fen He exclaimed, "I didn't expect the Momen to put her body here."

"Body? Do you think she's dead?" Ye Wenchun's breath was cold.

This is their princeess, and no one can insult them.

Fan He looked at him in wonder and said, "People all over the world know that she is dead. Could it be that she is still alive?"

As if thinking of something, Fan He was surprised: "Is she the young master you are looking for?"

Ye Wenchun just wanted to say something, his face changed slightly: "Hurry up, the array here is about to start."

The aftermath of the explosion just shocked the already suspended formation.

Su Xuan pushed the coffin lid back to cover it, lifted it, carried the coffin, and flew towards the outside quickly.

Ye Wenchun followed in order to take care of Fan He.

Before the three went out, they collided head-on with Zuo Hufa and Zhi Zhen.

At the sight of the ancient bronze coffin, Zhen Zhen shrank his pupil and shot directly at Su Xuan.

If he is not wrong, Rong Xian's body should be in it.

What kind of person is his daughter?

Zuo Hufa, who followed him, suddenly turned against the water, and blocked Zhen Zhen's attack directly.

Su Xuan ignored the sudden infighting between the two. He carried the bronze coffin and flew out quickly.

Ye Wenchun and Fen He quickly followed, and passed the two straight forward to exit.

"Without me, what are you doing!" Shouted anxiously as everyone ran away.

Zuo Hufa said coldly: "No fight here."

This is a place of rest for the Rongs, and there is no room for destruction.

With the strength of the two men just now, once they got inside, the underground palace would definitely not be guaranteed. He couldn't let Jing'er's final shelter disappear.

Qi Zhen was almost vomiting blood, pointing to Zuo Hufa for a long time and couldn't speak: "In the end is Rong Xian important or this broken place important."

"It's important here." Zuo Hufa cut off the railroad.

The Lord will not be in trouble for a while, but if it is destroyed here, he will go crazy.

Qi Zhen shook his lips, and flung his sleeves, chasing away.

A golden light struck the sky and fell into the bronze coffin. Su Xuan carried the bronze coffin, and a slight heartbeat sounded again.

This time the heartbeat didn't stop just by a single jump, but from weak to strong, slowly the sound became stronger and stronger.

‘咚 Da’, ’咚 Da’, ’咚 Da.

"Ye Xiang, something is wrong." After flying out of the underground palace, Su Xuan's footsteps suddenly stopped.