Fusheng Chronicle

At this moment, the room was unusually quiet.There was only the crisp sound of the blood on Miao Changfeng's hand "ticking" as it fell to the ground.He was very thin, and his blood-soaked appearance made his whole body weak.

Ji Weiran narrowed his eyes, then smiled and said, "Who did I think that dared to trespass on my dorm..."

"I'm afraid this is not your tomb."

Miao Changfeng approached Ji Weiran step by step, and said very calmly.His peripheral vision fell on Zhou Shengxiao, but it turned into some kind of tender affection.This made Zhou Shengxiao feel a little strange, he vaguely felt that there was something different about Miao Changfeng in front of him.But what was so strange about it, he couldn't describe it in words.

All in all, it was a very contradictory and complicated feeling.

In the stone room, only oil lamps are burning faintly, so there is not enough light.This place is at least a few hundred meters deep underground, and a creepy wind blows, as if whistling about the unusualness of this place.

The sound of the desert boots hitting the ground was very regular until Miao Changfeng stopped.The distance between him and Ji Weiran was less than one meter at this time. He stared at the man behind Ji Weiran, and the bronze sword in his hand made a "buzzing" sound in response, as if he couldn't wait to get out of its sheath.

"You are, Miao Changfeng?" Ji Weiran hoarsely said the long-lost name.He originally thought that this person was dead, or was waiting for the reincarnation of the next life in the underworld.In any case, he never thought that one day he would meet Miao Changfeng underground.

"Occupying my tomb to spend the millennium, you must be very happy."

Miao Changfeng smiled coldly, his cheeks with two lines of blood and tears didn't look scary, but under the dim light, he showed a sense of bewitching beauty.

He once wore a suit and walked on the campus of Nantah University. Although he was indifferent, he had a touch of humanity after all.But now he is experiencing the pain that Zhou Shengxiao and Ji Weiran have suffered. While awakening his memory, he will also be tortured by long memories.

Zhou Shengxiao stared at Miao Changfeng, and suddenly felt that he couldn't see through him.For thousands of years, he has accompanied this person countless times day and night, and he can be regarded as the person who is most familiar with Miao Changfeng in the world.

The trip to Jiaozuo was full of dangers, Zhou Shengxiao thought to himself, maybe he shouldn't have brought Miao Changfeng here.

Between light and shadow, Miao Changfeng's side face was stained with dark red blood.He chuckled, and pulled out the bronze sword inserted into Ji Weiran's chest.As expected of a sword that relies on extremes, even if a thousand years have passed, it can still easily kill a person.

Even Ji Weiran, a monster who has lived for thousands of years, is no exception.

Blood soaked Ji Weiran's black robe, he staggered and knelt on the ground with a "plop", his extremely beautiful face shattered like a dream.

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Standing aside with a sword in hand, Miao Changfeng thought to himself, even if he knew that Zhou Shengxiao would be unhappy with this revenge, he would still do it.

A moment later, the original black-robed beauty turned into a pile of bones.The black robe fell in the air and fell to the ground.

"You and that Ji Weiran...know each other?"

After a long silence, Zhou Shengxiao finally asked.After Ji Weiran died, the spell dissipated, and he could move freely, and his body was no longer as weak as before.

Miao Changfeng glanced at him cautiously, "I, I really didn't hide it from you... I just awakened my previous memory, I know it's incredible, but maybe I understand the reason why I fell in love with you. "

"I have known you since the Western Zhou Dynasty."

Zhou Shengxiao frowned, he thought of the princes with the surname Miao that Ji Weiran said, could it be Miao Changfeng?Is there such a coincidence in this world?

Miao Changfeng panicked: "I didn't lie to you! That Ji Weiran is a bad guy. This tomb was originally my tomb, but he stole it. I don't know how to live until now. You must not believe him , he is really not a good person..."

Zhou Shengxiao's deep voice sounded, "You said we met in the Western Zhou Dynasty, do you have evidence?"

"Yes!" As the saying goes, the Warring States of the Western Zhou Dynasty produced artifacts. As one of the most powerful princes of that era, Miao Changfeng's personal collection was comparable to that of the Emperor of Zhou.He had a sacrificial object buried with him, which was a bronze mirror called "Tonggu Mirror".

You can go back in time by dripping blood on the mirror.It is the so-called turning back time, but it cannot change the trajectory of history.Miao Changfeng tried it, and the effect brought by this mirror can only make people experience that period of time.

But for Zhou Shengxiao, it was enough.

Miao Changfeng looked up at Zhou Shengxiao, "Do you want to try it? My ancient mirror."

"Alright." Zhou Shengxiao pondered for a while, and finally agreed.He was really curious about the history of the Western Zhou Dynasty, why he had no memory at all, but Miao Changfeng and Ji Weiran claimed to have seen him in that era.

As the owner of the tomb, Miao Changfeng is naturally the most familiar with this place.He handled Ji Weiran's body a little bit, and took out a rusty bronze mirror from somewhere.The mirror surface is very blurry, and only the outline of a person's face can be vaguely seen.

Zhou Shengxiao took the mirror and asked, "Where is the third master? He didn't come down?"

Miao Changfeng said: "Something happened on the way, so he went back first."

Zhou Shengxiao understood what this meant, and felt a little apologetic.After all, the third master is so old, and let him run around with him, and now he has encountered an accident.Seeing that Miao Changfeng's face was still stained with blood, he took a few steps forward and stretched out his sleeve to wipe it gently for him.

Miao Changfeng almost backed away unsteadily, hurriedly lowered his head, his ears were red, he didn't dare to look at Zhou Shengxiao.

"Live well." Zhou Shengxiao said to him.

Miao Changfeng nodded seriously.He also told Zhou Shengxiao a few words of precautions for using the ancient mirror, because it is a time travel, so the body and the ancient mirror will also enter that era.When you need to come back, just drip the blood on the mirror again.

Miao Changfeng said, "I'll be waiting for you at Nantah University."

Zhou Shengxiao didn't answer, maybe he knew in his heart that he would never come back.How can a person who wants to die with all his heart go back?

Biting his finger, Zhou Shengxiao put his fingertips on the mirror.The blood flowed down the fingers and soaked the entire mirror before emitting a glaring white light.

Miao Changfeng smiled and waved to him.

Zhou Shengxiao closed his eyes, feeling as if he had fallen into an eternal black hole.There is nothing here, empty and barren.With the passage of time, his consciousness gradually dissipated.

He should have thought about the dynasty he wanted to go to silently in his heart, but Zhou Shengxiao had forgotten everything in his confusion.

And Miao Changfeng, who was still in the stone room, looked at the empty room in front of him, and suddenly felt a little melancholy.

A half-crying, half-laughing funeral song came from a distance, which made people feel horrified.

"The road to Huangquan is long, forget the past and all the grievances..."

Miao Changfeng closed his eyes and opened them again.He turned around and walked towards the exit of the tomb.He will wait forever, since the millennium has passed, why not be afraid of the next millennium.

In the empty tomb, only the strange funeral song keeps echoing...

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