I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife.

"If you wishful thinking, you must be willing to gamble and admit defeat..."

Tan Cheng's words slowly dissipated in the dark night...

The people outside the tomb heard it, and the person inside the tomb heard it too...

Su Jingmoying was in the dark, quietly looking at the young man standing outside the tomb.

In the past, this person was dressed simply, his clothes were washed white and looked old. Although he was not particular about it, he was still clean and tidy. Although he didn't like to trim his strange short hair, he was combed smoothly.

But now?

Su Jingmo looked at the people not far away, his clothes and pants were stained with mud, the frame on the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, short hair was the easiest to manage, but the hair of the person in front of him was a lot messed up.

Not to mention the completely different complexion from the first meeting.

Sunshine's living breath has turned into the current gray and dead breath, so what kind of face can there be?

And such a change... Tan Cheng accepted it all...

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, Tan Cheng, what's the use of you doing this, thinking that you can live together with Su Jingmo by turning into a ghost? Do you know that the end of Su Jingmo is coming soon!"

"...Then what else?" Tan Cheng blinked his dry eyes, "He's been holding on for so many years, how can I have the heart to let his expectations go down the drain?"

"But you treat him like this, he doesn't necessarily appreciate it, he wants to use you from the beginning to the end!"

"……I know……"

"You fucking know shit!" Tan Cheng's look of being willing to do anything no matter what, was like a thorn in Qu Zhiwen's heart, "There will be no return for what you have paid, and it is even more impossible for your feelings to be reciprocated! You are not the person he is destined for! Half of your destiny is not this person who has been dead for thousands of years, no matter how hard you struggle, it will be futile!"

Tan Cheng quietly looked at Qu Zhiwen who said this, "Are you talking about yourself?"

"what?"

"You can't give up everything for Jiang Ping, that's why you're with Tang Jiaming, right?" He didn't know what happened to Qu Zhiwen and Jiang Ping, but at least he could guess some of it. If Zhiwen wanted to become a fairy and live forever, he would definitely let go of his thoughts on Jiang Ping. Now that Qu Zhiwen and Tang Jiaming are together, it proves that Qu Zhiwen made a choice...

"I'm not you, I can't let go, I've been looking for him for too long..."

After saying this, Tan Cheng walked up to Qu Zhiwen and stretched out his hand to push away the dazed Qu Zhiwen, and was about to walk into the tomb with big strides.

But Tang Jiaming, who had just stepped into the side of the ditch, stood in front of him.

"Tan Cheng, I'll tell you clearly, you don't want to enter this tomb today!"

"What? Brother Tang wants to do it?"

"For you, I don't need to move..." But Tang Jiaming's words stopped abruptly at this point.

As if sensing something, his complexion suddenly became extremely ugly. Tang Jiaming pulled Qu Zhiwen and said in a low voice, "You are here to watch Tan Cheng for me, someone moved the formation I set up some time ago!"

Seeing Qu Zhiwen nod his head, Tang Jiaming turned around and walked towards the southeast corner of the tomb.

Tang Jiaming's sudden departure made Tan Cheng heave a sigh of relief. After all, Qu Zhiwen was left behind, and Tan Cheng had a way...to handle his weakness.

"You think Jiang Ping is my weakness?"

Tan Cheng also knew that he couldn't hide his thoughts from Qu Zhiwen, so he thought for a while and said, "Otherwise? Qu Zhiwen, you can see that he is a person who cannot trade at a loss. As I said before, you are right Jiang Ping is really too selfless."

"Okay, even if I had this kind of thought for him, but he was not mine from the beginning to the end. Why should I waste my energy and give up the great opportunity to become an immortal?"

"How do you know that he won't be yours? Could it be that you saw the red thread on Jiang Ping's hand leading someone else?" Tan Cheng noticed that Qu Zhiwen's expression changed because of his sentence, and his concentration was not so focused, so he lightly He took a deep breath and moved quietly into the tomb.

Although the tomb formation has weakened a lot, its effect is still there. Going deeper, even if it is Qu Zhiwen, the technique is useless. Tan Cheng felt that he had no way to deal with Qu Zhiwen, so he could only talk These words diverted Qu Zhiwen's attention, and then looked for opportunities to move a little bit into the tomb.

"Him? I can indeed see the red line, but Jiang Ping doesn't have the red line." Because he doesn't have the soul in charge of love... and even though he has it now, the soul hasn't merged with the body, so he can't see it either.

"There is no red line?" Tan Cheng never thought that he would hear such news when he asked casually, "How is this possible?"

"Is there anything impossible?" Qu Zhiwen glanced at Tan Cheng and said, "There are a lot of strange things in this world, and he is not the only one who doesn't have a red line."

"Then why do you say he belongs to someone else after all?"

"Do you know who Jiang Ping was in his previous life?"

"Who?" Tan Cheng frowned and said, "Do you know Jiang Ping's past life? Can you see other people's past lives?"

"Ning Qing is."

"Who is Ning Qing?! That general from the Pingyao Tomb? How is that possible!"

"Ha," Qu Zhiwen said with a smile, "Nothing is impossible."

"..."

Qu Zhiwen's appearance does not seem to be lying. The news is indeed a bit shocking, but these are not important...

"So, that Su Jingyan who has the memory of his previous life can let Jiang Ping go?"

Qu Zhiwen said this and stared at Tan Cheng with a smile, "So, Tan Cheng, don't think about going to the big tomb anymore. I'm telling you this just to let you know that I won't take other people's things. And the road I want to go will eventually go on, and it is impossible to let you in."

After Qu Zhiwen said this, Tan Cheng knew what he meant. The wall erected in the void touched by his back clearly couldn't see anything, but he, Tan Cheng, couldn't take a single step into the tomb.

"... When did you get this?"

"When? Of course it was before you came here." Qu Zhiwen looked at the increasingly dark clouds in the sky, "What I have decided will never change."

"Then why did you pretend to be influenced by what I said just now?!"

"I just wanted to see what you would do."

"..."

Tan Cheng gritted his teeth, and punched Qu Zhiwen in the face without saying a word.

Qu Zhiwen didn't check for a while, was hit on the chin with a fist, and fell to the ground.

"The scholar's fist is really not as heavy as that guy's..."

Tan Cheng looked at Qu Zhiwen, who was sitting slumped. Not only was this man not annoyed when he was beaten, but he laughed out loud.He couldn't help frowning: "What are you laughing at?"

"What are you laughing at? Laughing at myself, do you believe it?"

Really not wanting to care about the crazy laughing man in front of him, Tan Cheng asked, "Are you sure you won't let me into the tomb?"

"Well, no."

"Then don't blame me," you're welcome...

But before he said this, Tan Cheng felt his head dizzy, and even the scene in front of him was spinning. He quickly stretched out his hand to support the wall of the ditch, but it was useless. After a while, Tan Cheng lost consciousness and became dizzy. fell to the ground.

Qu Zhiwen was startled by Tan Cheng's sudden collapse. He rushed to Tan Cheng and checked his pulse and breath.

The same situation as the last coma, the heart rate suddenly decreased, the blood flow slowed down, and the breathing was even weaker...

"What's up with him?"

In the depths of the tomb, Su Jingmo came out slowly, looking at Tan Cheng who was lying on the ground, Su Jingmo's crooked peach eyes no longer smiled, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, Tan Cheng seemed to have lost his heartbeat ?

Naturally, he noticed that Su Jingmo was approaching, and looked up at the translucent Su Jingmo in front of him. Qu Zhiwen frowned and said, "You...how did you become like this? I remember last time, you still..."

"I ask you, what's wrong with Tan Cheng?"

The indifferent tone, the uncompromising questioning, the Su Jingmo who no longer smiles, the cynicism of the past is gone, and the whole body is full of the oppressive feeling of being an emperor...

Seeing Su Jingmo's attitude for the first time, Qu Zhiwen couldn't help feeling a trace of fear in his heart, opened his mouth, and said: "He will be like this a while ago, losing consciousness, like a dead person, but... He's still alive."

Dead, yet alive?Su Jingmo looked at Tan Cheng who was lying on the muddy ground and didn't speak for a long time.

It should be the twelfth lunar month now. Although he can't feel it, Tan Cheng wears so little on the twelfth lunar month... It must be that the muddy ground is even colder to the bone...

"Undo the enchantment you set up."

Qu Zhiwen naturally knew what barrier Su Jingmo was talking about, and guessed that Su Jingmo wanted to bring Tan Cheng into the tomb, so how could he undo it?

Qu Zhiwen didn't do anything, but looked up at the emperor in front of him with complicated eyes,

"Seriously, Su Jingmo, although this matter has nothing to do with me, sometimes I really want to ask you, Tan Cheng treats you so affectionately, you really won't soften your heart? Can it be used?"

"Well? What else?"

"He should have a considerate wife, have a good future, and become a master of history in this era. For you, I simply can't understand why he can do this for you, even knowing that you have been here since the beginning. To plot against him, what you want is his soul, and when you want his life... you will still make this kind of choice."

Hearing this, Su Jingmo suddenly smiled and nodded, "I can't see that you care about Tan Cheng."

"I can't say I care, it's just because he doesn't know."

"Then do you want to open the enchantment?"

"Open the enchantment and send him to the grave?"

"It seems that I don't want to." Su Jingmo smiled and raised his hand slowly.

Seeing a black aura entwining his five fingers, Su Jingmo opened the barrier full of Buddha's light with his hands without the slightest hesitation.

I never thought that Su Jingmo would dare to stick his hand out of the tomb, and even touch the barrier of the Buddha's clothes. Seeing that the barrier was not safe, Qu Zhiwen had a bad heart, so he hugged Tan Cheng and wanted to drag him away. But in the next second, Tan Cheng disappeared from sight, landed in front of Su Jingmo, and was suspended in the air.

Su Jingmo waved his hands before Qu Zhiwen got up, and a gust of wind fanned Qu Zhiwen out of the ditch.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Qu Zhiwen shouted in desperation: "You don't care if Tan Cheng dies alone for a thousand years! Is his life worthless in your eyes?!"

Su Jingmo stopped in his tracks because of these words, turned his head to look at Qu Zhiwen outside the tomb, and smiled after a while: "I'm a little confused, when and where did I say that I wanted Tan Cheng's life?"

"What, what?"

"The life of such a fool is indeed worthless in my eyes, so I don't want it."

The end of the words disappeared in the depths of the tomb, and disappeared in the sound of the heavy underground palace gate slowly closing...