"It was the monitor who led you here." Guang looked back and said lightly. Rubbing his eyebrows, he said in a cold voice, "The monitor has invaded your dreams again and again, and the purpose should be to lure you here."
"Let's go, the end of this corridor should be a tomb." Leng Yetong nodded, said lightly, thought for a while, and then said, "If that corridor really appeared in that dream."
Baili Liumo shrugged his shoulders, took her hand and walked towards the depths of the corridor. The warm touch made her feel inexplicably at ease, and the irritability in her heart eased a lot, and several people walked towards the end of the corridor.
After walking for about half an hour, the corridor entered the end, and as Leng Yetong said, the end of the corridor was really a tomb. There are no decorations, no coffins, and no funerary objects in this tomb. The stone wall presents another story to the three in the form of pictures.
In the story, the woman in white is better than snow, and the face of Qingcheng is covered by white gauze, and every frown and movement is elegant. She is the protagonist of this story, but behind her, there is always a man with a silver mask hiding in the dark and watching her secretly.
No matter what she did, he quietly followed behind and watched her silently, helping her when she was in danger. Later, they were often together, just like the men back then, there was always a woman watching everything about the two of them in the dark, and her eyes were full of resentment.
In the end, she reached some kind of agreement with another man in black, and the woman in white was sent to another space. Even if she finally got out of the trap, a touch of consciousness was left in that space forever. In the end, the woman in white lay on the seal, transformed into pieces of magnolia, and finally dissipated, and the story ended like this. Leng Yetong frowned, why does this story feel so familiar
"You're still here, are you here to retrieve a touch of your divine sense? Unfortunately, it has been sealed in the darkness by me forever." The woman's resentful voice sounded in the tomb. The aqua blue figure came out through the wall of the tomb, standing not far away, looking at her eyes full of hatred.
"Who are you?" Guang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked cautiously. Blocking her behind, his eyes locked on the woman, this woman exudes a sense of crisis, who is she? A watcher
"Hehe, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Shangguan Yu'er, the monitor of this space." The woman smiled sweetly, and the silver bell-like laughter echoed in the tomb. She looked at Leng Yetong behind him with deep meaning. Said meaningfully, "She should know very well about who I am, right? Murong Xing'er."
"It's useless to stop here, you should understand that." Leng Yetong walked out from behind Guang and said coldly. She neither denied that she was Murong Xing'er, nor did she admit it, the ambiguous answer made Shangguan Yu'er a little unpredictable for a while.
"You've changed, the original you have never had such an indifferent expression." Shangguan Yu'er smiled slyly, raised her hand to play with her long ink-colored hair, and said casually, "I hate you very much, always I hate it, not only because Luo Ming loves you, but also because of your gentle personality and intoxicating voice, you really make me a little ignorant."