C22 Third Prince Teng Ming

Teng Yu never thought that he would see his mother's corpse here. The huge fire in the mourning hall that year had completely burnt Empress Liu's corpse beyond recognition, so he could only carelessly bury it.

No one suspected that the body had been lost. After all, ordinary people wouldn't do something like stealing a corpse.

After that, the Emperor used this matter to kill a large group of people from the palace. Teng Yu naturally believed that it was him who set the fire going, and thought that he wanted to destroy the evidence, and kill them all.

"Muhou …" Teng Yu's finger lightly touched the woman's cheek, and an ice-cold sensation passed from his fingertip to her, cooling his excited heart as well.

That's right, he saw his mother die with his own eyes, so how could he still have hopes?

Teng Yu retracted his fingers and clenched his fists. The hatred that he had suppressed for many years was unleashed at this moment, and he wished that he could return to the capital to kill the man on the dragon throne!

"Stop!" The monk surnamed Mo saw that Teng Yu's fingers had touched the skin of the person he loved, he was so angry that his face was flushed red, he punched to the side to clear the way, the tip of his foot lightly touched, attacking towards Teng Yu.

Teng Yu turned around and looked at him without dodging, his handsome face was covered with cold ice as he said coldly: "Uncle Mo, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Mo Hanshan's body trembled, his fist stiffened a centimeter away from Teng Yu's face. He asked in shock, "You are …?"

Teng Yu's eyes flashed with memories, and he lamented: "Back then when you went missing, my grandfather was very worried, but who would have thought … I never thought that meeting again would be like this. "

"..." Third Prince? " Mo Hanshan was a little unsure. When he left back then, Third Prince was only a child who knew nothing at all. In the blink of an eye, he had already grown up like this …

Teng Yu nodded his head, pointed to Empress Liu's corpse and said: "Uncle Mo, please explain what's going on! Why is the Queen Mother's body here? "And this …" He pointed at the huge blood pool, and his voice was unconsciously filled with anger as he questioned, "What's going on?"

He followed them all the way to the basement. He hid in the dark and watched for a long time. From his angle, he could not see the corpse in the crystal coffin, but he could hear a bit of information from the monks' conversation.

That was why he had rushed out. When he saw his mother, who had been dead for so many years, lying asleep in the crystal coffin, he did not know whether he should be happy or sad.

He was happy because even after so many years, he was still able to see his mother's face. Sadly, his kind and gentle mother was unable to be at peace even after death.

Teng Yu was not stupid, when he saw this scene, he also knew that Mo Hanshan had used some devilish methods.

If he could resurrect his mother, he would not care even if there were more people who would die. But the scene in front of him, Teng Yu felt that it was a blasphemy to his mother.

He bent down and wanted to carry her out of the crystal coffin, but was stopped by Mo Hanshan.

"Don't touch her!" Mo Hanshan bellowed, and used all his strength to hold onto Teng Yu's arm, his eyes revealing a cold light, "No one is to touch her!"

Teng Yu looked at him for a while, then sighed and laughed bitterly: "Uncle Mo, why do you have to go through all this trouble? The dead cannot be revived, and the Queen Mother has a spirit in the ground. She must not want to see herself like this. "

"NO!" Who said that people cannot be revived? " Mo Hanshan's eyes flashed with a crazed light, "I will definitely be able to save her, I definitely will!"

When Teng Yu was very young, he already knew that Mo Hanshan liked his mother. At that time, he was the favored direct descendant prince and respected his Royal Father.

He didn't expect that the person who would wholeheartedly care for his mother would be this person.

When a person's feelings can cross the line between life and death, who can question his feelings?

Compared to his extremely hypocritical Royal Father, Mo Hanshan's infatuation moved Teng Yu even more, but at the same time, he was touched. Teng Yu did not agree with his actions, because he did not believe that there was a secret method to bring the dead back to life in this world.

Furthermore, Mo Hanshan's current state was very strange, as though he had gone mad. No one knew what else he would do.

"Uncle Mo, let's sit down and have a good talk." Teng Yu made a "please" gesture, and then jumped out of the blood pool first.

Mo Hanshan lovingly looked at the person inside the crystal coffin, then turned and followed him out.

Seeing that they were fighting passionately, Yin Xu sneaked into a corner to solve some physiological problems, and then found a few cold steamed buns on a stone table. Without caring about his elegance, he took one when they weren't paying attention, and stuffed it into his stomach in a few bites.

Of course a bun wouldn't fill his stomach, but he didn't feel hungry, so Demon Lord found a good place to sit and watch the show.

But after watching for a short while, they discovered that the plot rapidly changed. A battle would turn into a reunion, and not only did the two main characters not fight, they even knew each other.

This caused Yin Xu to be gloomy, it seemed like he would not be able to take advantage of them.

And according to the cloaked man, the woman in the coffin was still his mother, which meant that he had two more opponents.

He definitely wouldn't be able to beat them. With his current cultivation, he didn't even know when these two had snuck in! There was no chance of victory at all.

Yin Xu once again realized that the situation after he was reborn was not good. He was really too weak now, and this made him want to go into closed door cultivation again.

However, this was just a thought, and he did not intend to implement it.

This world was clearly unsuitable for cultivation. Even if he went into seclusion for 50 years, he might not be able to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. When the time came, his hair would have turned white and he would no longer be able to move.

Rather than this, he might as well use his limited life to do something that would make himself happy, such as … eavesdropping.