Chapter 3451

In the distance, it seemed that a song sounded, ethereal and lingering, with a creepy meaning, singing low.

"Resentment and hatred, love and parting -"

The cadence of the song seems to be a tune in some kind of opera. The voice is a bit bleak, sharp and lifeless in the ethereal. It comes from all directions. It looks like another world, but it has to give people a contradictory feeling of being close at hand. It is wrapped around the ear in a trace, with a sad beauty. It just rings in this tomb for a long time, A little more chilling and strange.

In this empty, lonely, black tomb, the echo lingers.

He Zi was awe inspiring and shouted, "who!"

"Resentment and hatred, love and parting..."

In response to him, there was always a play sound, singing for a long time, unspeakable euphemism and desolation, endless lingering and strange, as if whispering in the ear like a lover.

No one noticed that Su ziye's face suddenly changed at the moment when he heard this voice. It was almost the ultimate strong emotion at a moment, and the people with heavy color in his eyes couldn't really see it.

He subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

"Fairy at midnight --!"

A scream sounded. At the moment of hearing the sound, others looked in the direction of the sound source.

But Kou Lili, who should have stood beside Su ziye, disappeared.

It was she who made the scream.

The person who was still there the last second disappeared out of thin air the next second!

Suzi's pupils are constricted at night!

One of the immortals whispered, "Zixiu!"

In the next sentence when Kou Li disappeared, almost everyone else's attention was focused on the position where Kou Li disappeared.

He Zixiu suddenly disappeared.

But in a few moments, there were two living people who disappeared out of thin air and couldn't find the slightest trace.

The scene is scary enough in the tomb.

That voice is still singing, tireless and treacherous.

"Greed, anger and ignorance, who teaches..."

Yu Chen looked at the strange scene indifferently, clasped the girl's wrist and didn't let go. The voice was cold and calm: "follow Ben Jun."

"Don't worry, master." ran Bai could see the elegant profile of Xianjun's side face in the dark. She hooked the lower lip corner.

The people present disappeared one after another.

After a few seconds

Dyed white suddenly felt a burst of extreme dizziness, and fell into complete darkness at present.

She broke Yu Chen's hand and held it firmly with her fingers.

At that moment, she seemed to feel that Xianjun paused because of this action, but finally held her hand tightly.

They disappeared from where they were.

The tomb was empty, and it was a little empty and lonely for a time.

"The main tomb?"

In the next second of disappearing from the original place, ranbai and Yuchen appeared here out of thin air.

The tomb was built into a house. It looked magnificent and magnificent, with some kind of silent simplicity.

A long light, tenaciously on, struggled to emit an immortal light, illuminating the picture in the tomb.

And they're in the house.

"Can't beg, full of empty resentment..."

The strange female voice faded the vague feeling at the beginning, became clearer and clearer, was close at hand, and lingered in my ears.

Xianjun calmed down and had a good voice. There was a faint echo in the empty and strange tomb: "the resentment is the strongest here. Presumably, the man's body was buried in it and sealed here."

Dye Bai said, "then we'll come here directly. We don't have to go by ourselves. It seems that the tomb owner is very considerate."

The immortal gentleman smelled the speech and glanced at the girl lightly. He saw her with a lazy arc on her peach blossom eyes and a cynical smile.

Only she can say such words at such a time.

"Here we are, go in and have a look," said ranbai, holding Xianjun's hand and walking to the house.

Yu Chen was led forward for a while, and then he clearly realized the posture of the two at the moment. He slightly lowered his eyes, and his pupil color was deep and cold. Looking at the action of clasping his ten fingers, it seemed that

Too close.

But the girl seemed unaware and took him inside.

After the fairy King paused, he wanted to take out his hand.

But he was held more tightly by the devil, "it's too strange here. To prevent any accidents, I'd better hold it first."

"I don't want to be separated from the master." the girl in red looked at Yu Chen and explained with a smile. Her fingertips slipped between the slender fingers of Xianjun, gently rubbed his cold white phalanx, and then fastened it slowly, "master, should you not mind?"

After two seconds of silence, Xianjun let her hold hands, hold a sword in one hand and walk in. His voice fell in the empty tomb: "nothing."

Ran Bai bent his eyebrows and eyes, and pinched his beautiful knuckles with an inch. The temperature under his fingertips was as cold as cold jade, but the feel was excellent, which was very suitable for playing. While the apprentice pinched repeatedly along the clean lines of Xianjun's fingers, the action was inexplicable, with a subtle green desire, and seemed to thank him very skillfully: "thank you, master."

Yu Chen had never held hands with others. It was the first time he had been with his apprentice. He obviously noticed the movements of the girl in red, with a strange and strange feeling. Especially when his fingers were pressed by his soft fingertips as a work of art, he clasped his white hand, slender fingers easily closed, and his voice was cold and lustless: "don't move."

Dyed white smiled unchanged: "Oh."

The two masters and disciples walked hand in hand in the ancient and cool house. The long light was on all the way, and the singing in their ears never stopped.

I don't know when it becomes more tangled and sharp, like weeping blood.

"Resentment and hatred, love and parting -"

The cloudy wind came in bursts, with a chilling coolness.

They stopped in the house and ancestral hall.

The closed door of the ancestral temple suddenly opened in an instant!

Countless ancestral tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall are exposed, as well as——

A vermilion coffin seemed to be spilled with blood!

"Greed, anger and ignorance, who teaches..."

The singing sound seemed to stick to their ears and gently issued a cool air sound. At the moment when the ancestral hall door opened without wind, it suddenly became desolate and twisted, and the tone became more and more sharp and piercing!

Ranbai stares at the heavy mahogany coffin and walks in with Yu Chen step by step.

"Bang --"!

The gate of the ancestral hall suddenly closed at the moment they stepped in.

For a while,

There are only two of them in the ancestral hall.

It's cold and weird.

The sound of the play seems to be trapped in this ancestral hall. It has been singing for a hundred years, invading from all directions and winding around my ears. It is painful, happy, distorted and crazy.

Like

The sound from the coffin.

"Open."

In the face of such a strange and frightening scene, the fairy king in white was indifferent and cold. He held Xueji sword in one hand and spit out two words without any ups and downs.

The devil in red smiled lazily. He was very interested in the scene, and his eyes were much darker and full of evil: "that's what I mean."

The ancestral hall was dark and a blood coffin seemed like a grand funeral.