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Situ Yanran turned around and glanced at Luo Hao. She did not say anything, but the meaning behind her words was clear, she needed to rest. Luo Hao also did not say anything.

Situ Yanran laughed, then walked to the lakeside and sat down. She didn't care about Luo Hao who was behind her, and started to take off her brown boots, following that she placed her beautiful feet into the lakeside.

Seeing that, before Luo Hao could react, he heard Situ Yanran's' ah 'sound. He immediately raised his sword and in the blink of an eye, he was by her side.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Hao asked anxiously.

Situ Yanran raised her head and looked at Luo Hao's concerned eyes. Her throbbing heart had long since melted and she said a little embarrassedly: "The water is a little hot."

Hot?

Luo Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She thought that there was something wrong under the pool, and based on Luo Hao's previous guesses, the bottom of the mists was a gigantic volcano, so the temperature of the pool was not strange. The hot water coming out from the ground was actually called a hot spring to the east.

Luo Hao looked at the dark green pool, and for some reason, he felt that his eyes were blazing up, because the Heaven Swallowing Sword in his hands started to stir restlessly. Although the sword looked very calm, the Heaven Swallowing Sword's intent inside the sword had become extremely berserk.

Luo Hao lowered his head to look at the Heaven Swallowing Sword, then turned his gaze back to the small pond. A soul consciousness appeared, but the soul consciousness had not even touched the surface of the lake, so his eyes looked as though they had been cut by a sword blade, which was incomparably painful. Luo Hao closed his eyes, and only after a long while did he barely open them.

But right at this moment, Situ Yanran opened her mouth and said: "Can you avoid this for a moment?"

Luo Hao turned his head, puzzled, and asked, "Why is that so?"

Situ Yanran paused for a moment, as though she was slightly embarrassed, and said: "I want to take a bath."

As she spoke, she turned her head slightly, her face burning.

"Aiya, it's not like I haven't seen old husbands and wives's books before."

Hearing this, Situ Yanran wanted to get angry. "Who's with your old husband and wife?"

As she said that, she pinched Luo Hao's waist viciously.

Luo Hao cried out in pain. In the end, he had no choice but to turn around and leave as well. Then, he sat on the ground tens of meters away with his back facing each other.

Right now, the two of them were still in the mists, this place was not only extremely dangerous, but the demon race could come here at any time. He did not expect that Situ Yanran would actually be in the mood to bathe, was she not worried at all?

Actually, Situ Yanran had such worries before, but she felt that as long as Luo Hao was by her side, she would feel an indescribable sense of security.

Women love to be beautiful, and they love to be clean.

From yesterday until now, they had experienced many great battles. Their bodies and minds were already exhausted, and their body was also covered in bloodstains. Perhaps after taking a bath, they would be in a good state.

However, it was unknown what Situ Yanran was thinking.

Luo Hao sat on top of the withered grass, quietly observing the scenery in the clouds. After hearing Situ Yanran say that this small world had existed since long ago, then who was the one who created this small world?

Had anyone been here long ago?

Moreover, would the Sword Tomb he guessed exist, and if it did exist, where would it be?

Luo Hao's gaze continued to sweep the place, as if he was chasing after the footprints of his predecessors.

Tranquility, an indescribable serenity.

Only an unknown age old locust tree was standing amongst the mists in the southwest, silently looking at all the living things that passed by, including the current Luo Hao.

After sitting here for a long time, Luo Hao suddenly turned his head to take a look, and thought that Situ Yanran had pretty much finished cleaning up, so he walked towards the small pond with slow steps.

The small pond rumbled.

This kind of beautiful woman coming out of the bath was something that could only be seen in small transcript books in the world, let alone an otherworldly beauty like Situ Yanran.

She quickly put on her clothes, sat by the pool and began to comb her wet hair.

The icy expression on her face had lightened, and steam was rising from the top of her head. Her eyes were focused, and her movements were gentle.

As Luo Hao stood in front of her, he felt that there was actually a weight of a thousand kilograms beneath his feet, as if every step was extremely heavy.

"Gulp." Luo Hao swallowed his saliva. He had the impulse to press Situ Yanran onto the grass, but luckily he managed to suppress the beast-like thought in his mind.

"What a beauty!"

Situ Yanran had naturally discovered Luo Hao, but she seemed to be a little embarrassed, so she kept her head lowered and quietly tidied up her hair.

After a while, Situ Yanran finally finished grooming and she slowly stood up.

He raised his head, looked at her, and lowered his head.

Luo Hao looked at the small pond once again. The previous feeling of being blinded had disappeared, and his Heaven Swallowing Sword had calmed down.

Everything was peaceful.

Luo Hao withdrew his gaze, and said with a hint of gentleness in his tone: "Let's go."

Situ Yanran made a slight 'yea' sound, and in the end, the two of them set off again.

Just now, Luo Hao had clearly felt the sword intent in the small pond, but why had it disappeared afterwards?

Was it an illusion?

There were many strange things in the Xunyao Mausoleum, but Luo Hao had another question. Although he did not know why the sword intent disappeared, at least he confirmed one thing.

Sword Tomb exist.

Just based on this point, Luo Hao felt that he was a hundred times more spirited than before, and actually increased his speed. Situ Yanran was just slightly shocked, and did not know why Luo Hao had increased his speed, but she did not say anything, and merely followed behind Luo Hao quietly.

The two walked on the plains for a dozen or so li before finally seeing bluestone trails that spread out in all directions. The trails led to a small hill. Yes, it really did look like a hill, but in truth, it was a mausoleum.

As it turned out, the mausoleum was not as mysterious as people imagined. It was right at the end of the mists, but the precondition was that very few people could make it to the end of the mists alive.

It was really not a lot, so far, it looked to be only Luo Hao and Situ Yanran.

From the peak to the foot of the mountain, the mausoleum was completely covered in vegetation. Four mountain paths descended from the mountain peak, each located in the east, south, west, and north directions respectively.

The mountain road was entirely made of bluestone and its size and color and texture was extremely particular. On both sides of the mountain road, there was an elegant tree that stood every three meters, looking very dignified and solemn.

Luo Hao and Situ Yanran looked towards the low mountain at the same time, with blazing passion in their eyes. They had entered Xunyao Mausoleum yesterday, and had encountered all sorts of troubles along the way.

Following the limestone path, the two of them walked for another hour. The mausoleum was clearly in front of them, but they did not expect to walk for such a long time.

Finally, the two of them arrived in front of the mountain path that led to the summit. Raising their heads, they saw that the buildings on the peak of the mountain were faintly discernible.

However, Free and Unrestrained was the strongest warrior in the Linzhou, there was definitely a reason for such treatment.

On the mountain path, Luo Hao and Luo Huan stood shoulder to shoulder. After looking at the buildings at the peak of the mountain in silence for a long time, the two of them glanced at each other. Situ Yanran slightly nodded, and then, the two of them walked towards the peak.

Just as they stepped onto the mountain path, a gust of wind blew past them. Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and their hair was messed up. However, the two of them didn't seem to care and continued to ascend without a single pause.

After reaching the top, the first thing that entered his vision were a few marble pillars. The pillars were over 100 feet high and were extremely imposing.

Two of the stone pillars were carved with the words' Live in This Life and Live in The Future. 'Those eight words were extremely grand and grand, and looked as if it had been carved with a sword.

But why is it 'In this lifetime, the next life will be carefree', and not 'In this lifetime, the next life will be free and unfettered'?

Situ Yanran and Luo Hao naturally could not understand the meaning behind this. Perhaps, on this continent, there weren't many people who knew that being carefree and unrestrained was different from being free and unrestrained. While the one who died was Xiao Yao, he was still living freely.

This was also the reason why this mausoleum was called Xunyao Mausoleum and not the Free and Unrestrained Tomb.

The two of them looked at the eight characters for only a short moment, then the two of them shed tears. It was not tears from grief, but because their eyes were invaded by the sword Qis left behind on the words.

The two of them were shocked, as expected of Xunyao Mausoleum!

"What a strong sword Qi!"

Situ Yanran sighed.

"Otherwise, how can I become the strongest warrior in Linzhou?"

Luo Hao laughed bitterly.

Situ Yanran nodded her head in acknowledgement.

"Could it be that you can't even compare to your master?"

Then, Luo Hao asked.

"Everyone has their own peculiarities. I don't like to compare some people together because it doesn't make sense."

Situ Yanran said.

However, Luo Hao did not seem to agree with this point of view. He continued to ask, "If there is no comparison, how can a person's uniqueness be highlighted?"

"The stars will shine."

Situ Yanran thought for a moment before replying.

Luo Hao asked again: "Are you trying to say that gold will eventually shine?"

"What's the difference?"

Luo Hao lowered his head and laughed, then muttered: "There's no difference."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

Situ Yanran paused for a moment, then raised her head and asked.

Ever since Luo Hao entered the Xunyao Mausoleum, he had encountered many strange things, but he did not know what Situ Yanran meant by that.

Thus, he asked, "Where is the strangeness?"

Situ Yanran pursed her lips and said: "This mausoleum is too obvious. A mausoleum belonging to such a powerful person as Free and Unrestrained should be very mysterious, such as an underground palace, but how did we find it so easily?"

Luo Hao thought for a bit, and seemed to feel that it was reasonable. He said: "Since he's called Free and Unrestrained, why would he be willing to imprison himself in this mausoleum after death? On the contrary, if he casually constructed a grave somewhere, it would be more fitting for his personality.

The more Luo Hao said, the more he felt that something was amiss, and in the end, he seemed to have realized what he had just said, "Could it be that Free and Unrestrained was not buried here?"