Rebirth at the highest level: The abstinent uncle breaks his vow for her

Jiang Xueyao was not surprised by the strange scene before her.

She knew that this tomb was built by the ancient witch tribe.

Xiao Qian'an held Jiang Xueyao's hand and walked through the tomb passages and chambers, avoiding layers of mechanisms and dangers, and came to the main tomb chamber in the middle.

Jiang Xueyao could see that Xiao Qian'an was very familiar with this place.

As if knowing the doubts in Jiang Xueyao's heart, Xiao Qian explained: "You are right, many inherited memories appeared in my mind."

"From the moment I entered the ancient tomb, I had some more memories in my mind, memories about this tomb."

The structural design of the mausoleum was in his mind.

So he knew how to avoid the dangers of the layers of traps.

When they arrived at the main tomb chamber, Xiao Qian'an moved his fingers, and all the candles on the wall burned up, and the entire tomb chamber became bright.

The tomb chamber became brighter. Jiang Xueyao looked forward and saw a portrait hanging on the wall.

When Jiang Xueyao saw the portrait, her eyes trembled.

This... isn't this her portrait?

He is wearing ancient costume, holding a sword in one hand and a hidden weapon in the other, looking very heroic.

It says, "My beloved wife Mo Yaozhi" and the signature is Xiao Xuan.

Jiang Xueyao thought, could this have been painted by Xuan Huang a thousand years ago?

Xiao Xuan is Xuan Huang!

The charming ancestor in the hearts of countless people, the white moonlight in the hearts of many people.

I was once misunderstood and slandered by the world.

Later, many people revised history, and everyone realized that he had been misunderstood for so many years.

He made countless contributions during his reign.

But his sudden death has also become a mystery in history.

Jiang Xueyao was looking at the portrait in front of her, thinking about the strange sights she had seen along the way, and she understood why some people were keen on archaeology. It really was a feeling of touching and understanding history.

At this moment, Jiang Xueyao had a very mysterious feeling in her heart.

It seems like we have traveled back a thousand years.

As Jiang Xueyao walked forward, there was a sudden "click" sound.

I don’t know what mechanism was touched.

"Did I run into some trap?"

Xiao Qianan said: "Don't worry, there will be no danger here."

He vaguely remembered that this was an extremely important place for Xiao Xuan. No one was allowed to set foot here, and no mechanisms would be set up here.

After a slight crackling sound, an ice coffin quickly rose from the ground.

There was a person lying in the ice coffin.

Jiang Xueyao was stunned when she saw the ice coffin.

She looked over, and when she saw the person in the ice coffin, her eyes flickered.

"Qi An, he...he is exactly like you!"

Xiao Qi'an stretched out his hand and gently embraced Jiang Xueyao and said, "It's okay, he should be Xiao Xuan!"

Although this should be him a thousand years ago, because he has no memory, Xiao Qian'an cannot treat them as a single person.

After the ice coffin rose up, it cracked after a while, and the person in the coffin suddenly appeared in front of them.

Jiang Xueyao hugged Xiao Qian tightly.

No way, is it really a fake corpse?

Xiao Xuan floated in the air, looking at Jiang Xueyao deeply, but did not get closer.

As he watched, his eyes became red.

"Is it A-Yao?"

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!"

The man's voice was as ethereal as the wind, as if it came from a distant time and space.

His voice was trembling, and he still couldn't believe it.

Just listening to this voice, Jiang Xueyao felt a pain in her heart.

Not under control.

My nose felt sore and I even wanted to cry.

She instinctively wanted to respond to him, "My name is Jiang Xueyao. When I first came here, the high priest said that I was a girl from the Mo family a thousand years ago."