The netherworld.
Countless vast and long breaths awakened from an almost eternal sleep.
"How many years?"
"A mere Nascent Soul dares to declare war on the underworld? Where do you get the confidence?"
"It seems..."
"I have been sleeping for too long, and the world has forgotten the horror of Jiuyou."
The murmurs mixed with chaos and distorted will echoed in the darkness, and the tone was all disdain and contempt, but also angry. However, it did not last long.
An inch of green light cuts across the dome shrouded in thick fog. As the only bright color in the world, it looks particularly eye-catching against the pure gray and white background.
In an instant.
As far as the eye can see, the murmurings suddenly stopped, the heaven and earth were silent, dead silence, the boiling yellow spring returned to calm, and could be vaguely seen through the turbid river water.
The names below are enough to intimidate the ancient giants from one era after another. In the darkness and turmoil, they are all trembling with fear and running away with their heads in their hands.
What's more.
They simply fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, their lips kept moving and muttering words. They were praying, or in other words, begging, the owner of that inch of green light not to discover them.
It was as if the ferocious wolves that were supposed to be hunters encountered some natural enemy.
He feeds on taboos!
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Xingfu Community, Room 308.
Yi Qinglan was seriously injured. When he regained consciousness three days later, he opened his eyes and saw that what he saw in front of him was not the modern building in his memory.
Fragrant retro interior, guzheng chessboard? Bronze mirror dressing table, pear wood round table, pewter oil lamp, her mind was in a trance, as if she was dreaming back to two thousand years ago.
"Where is this..."
Looking around at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenes, Yi Qinglan frowned slightly.
"Your dream."
A voice with inherent charm came from his ears. Yi Qinglan followed the sound and saw an unexpected person dressed in a red dress with unparalleled elegance...
Chan Hongyi!
"my dream…"
Yi Qinglan was stunned, and immediately narrowed her cold eyes, which were not inferior to the other party's narrow frosty eyes, and said coldly: "Why did you, a bitch, appear in my dream?"
Regardless of whether it is a dream or not, wherever there is Chan Hongyi, fighting against Chan Hongyi is the top priority. It is a conditioned reflex engraved deep in the genes and soul.
"Hmph, do you think I'm willing to stay with you?"
Chan, who was dressed in red and jade, crossed her arms around her chest and said angrily, "If the young master hadn't been worried about your health and asked me to come over and keep an eye on you, I would be disgusted by even looking at your dream."
Hear the words.
Yi Qinglan suddenly understood:
"Huang Liang is a dream."
The art of dreaming, one word becomes a prophecy, one dream becomes reality, and the truth and falsehood are only in a thought.
Five thousand years ago, Qing Yu was one of the four maids of Shangyang Palace in Shenyu Dynasty. Qing Yu's famous magical power was inherited from the Emperor Chen Yi. She cultivated it to its peak and could make people realize the Tao in their dreams.
Break and then stand, only by being infinitely close to death can we understand the true meaning of life.
Yi Qinglan has just experienced a life-and-death struggle, almost half-stepping into the gate of hell. Whether she can survive in peace or not, in this state, she is clear and clear, and is most suitable for enlightenment.
With the favorable location and the right people, both of them are perfect. Chen Yi wants to take this as an opportunity to forcefully seize a little bit of time and push Yi Qinglan to the realm of beheading mortals in one fell swoop. It's a matter of course.
As for Chan Hongyi, she doesn't need to worry about it at all.
In Ning Hongyi's previous life, she practiced both Buddhism and Taoism, and had good foundation. In addition, Chan Hongyi was extremely talented and beautiful. It would be easy to find the legacy of her previous life and advance to the next level.
"The young master said."
"As the recovery of spiritual energy accelerates, in the near future, there will be more and more ancient sages, and darkness and turmoil will come to the world. We must improve our strength as soon as possible..."
After a moment of silence, Chan Hongyi rarely put away the cynicism on her face, looked directly at Yi Qinglan, and solemnly said: "Especially the Shenyu Dynasty five thousand years ago."
"You should know their background better than I do."
"The female emperor of the Shenyu Dynasty, it doesn't matter whether she has ambitions for supremacy or not. We cannot leave our destiny to a stranger whom we have never met before."
"Having a sword in your hand and not using it are two different things."
After realizing it later, Yi Qinglan suddenly became alert.
If she retains her position two thousand years ago, she does not have to worry about Dong Yunyue taking action against her. However, in this life, she and Chen Yi are inextricably linked.
True.
There is absolutely no possibility of Dong Yunyue betraying Chen Yi. The problem is, she is not Chen Yi!
Think about it.
The pressure suddenly doubled, as if there was an invisible big hand, tightly grasping her heart, her heart was in chaos for no reason, and her breathing rate gradually became faster and faster.
Stealing men with the emperor, and the emperor was also a tyrant...
Yes.
She finally thought about the important information that had been ignored a while ago.
His eyes turned to Chan Hongyi, and they were full of surprises: The enemy of my enemy is a friend, not to mention that she and Chan Hongyi were not mortal enemies, so a united front was undoubtedly the best choice.
Cultivate feelings.
This is probably one of the reasons why Chen Yi appointed the other party to accompany him in his dreams.
She has never thought of giving in. Dong Yunyue is unparalleled in her arrogance. Does she, Yi Qinglan, have to avoid his edge? Why? It’s just that I was born a few years earlier and had better luck!
"How to do?"
Yi Qinglan's tone was gentle: "You tell me, I will fully cooperate."
Faced with the other party's unprovoked kindness, Chan Hongyi felt confused, but she still said truthfully: "I will plant inner demons in your dreams. What you have to do is very simple..."
"kill me!"
