Return of Yan [gl]

He took out his gloves, put them on, and then carefully approached by holding the edge.

Mo Zihan stood at the door quietly looking at the busy figure, recalling ten years ago, when she woke up, she was surprised that she was still alive, and that she was lying in the ice coffin, but she didn't feel the cold at all.According to the bamboo slip placed beside her head, she left this place and crawled out of the tomb.After thousands of years, she brought nothing, except the purple amber and the scarred body that His Majesty gave her.

I thought this was the real tomb of General Yan Yun, but the ice coffin was empty, Ye Anan couldn't hide his disappointment, and sat down against the ice coffin.

"Stand up, the ice coffin is very cold. There is an exit behind, let's go out quickly." Mo Zihan walked to the girl and said.

Halfway through, Mo Zihan noticed that there was no movement behind him, and turned his head to meet Ye An'an's sharp gaze.

"You... are very familiar with this place? You know the mysterious door and the way leading here." Ye Anan said, clenching his fists tightly.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you know, I can take you out of here."

"Trust me and that's enough."

Just when Ye Anan was about to say something, there was a huge sound from the exit, accompanied by a man's scream, "Ah!!!"

Following the sound, Mo Zihan came to another fork in the exit passage, and saw a man whose leg was crushed by the stone door, and now he had passed out, while the old man beside him was still digging out his backpack to find something.

"Old Nie! Senior Zhang!" Ye Anan, who followed, was startled by the scene in front of him. Before he could think, he ran over to help, but when he turned around and saw Mo Zihan who was standing still, he frowned and said, "Mr. Mo! Stand still!" What are you doing there? Come and save people!"

Mo Zihan was silent, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he felt a huge sense of negative pressure against him just now when he came here. Ten years ago, he did not pass through this fork, but he remembered the discomfort when passing by.

There must be something behind the stone gate that has a great influence on him, Mo Zihan hesitated a little, but walked over out of humanity.

-

It was raining outside the Qianchen Pavilion, and the sky in Dongping City was unbelievably overcast.

"Have you thought about it? After drinking the heart-broken wine, you will end your previous life."

The woman in white Taoist robe took down the wine jug from the shelf and kindly reminded her.

"Master Lian... I think very clearly. I have been entangled with her for two whole lives. I am tired. It would be a good result to let each other go..." The little girl whose hair was still dripping smiled wryly, her whole body was drenched. He looked very embarrassed.

"You forgot, what about her? Her bond is still there, and the years to come will be endless." Lian Le poured half of the wine glass and placed it in front of the little girl, "Don't you feel sorry for her?"

"She won't be in pain... because no matter how many lifetimes pass, she won't love me..." The little girl picked up the wine glass and put it into her mouth firmly.

Lian Le, who put down the jug and turned back, saw the girl who had fallen asleep on the table, shook her head and sighed, put away the empty wine glass, looked out of the window and sighed as the rain fell, "Miss Zuo, can you enter the Qianchen Pavilion?" The fate of archives is never just wishful thinking..."

Squeak~ The closed door behind her was pushed open, and a mature and steady woman walked out, with a pale face and tears streaming down her face.

"Have you heard it all? You searched for me for her past memories, and she drank heartbroken wine for you."

"..." The woman walked to the table and only stared at the sleeping girl. In order to find her, the little guy was soaked in the rain.

"What I gave was just ordinary wine, but I added sleeping pills. Miss Zuo didn't sleep well for two days."

"Take her away, I can only help here."

……

After the woman took the little girl away, she was the only one left in the huge former dust hall.

The rain outside the window is still falling, and now it is getting heavier.After she put the final stamp on the book of love between the two of you, she put it in the dustbin. It is not her responsibility to do anything after that, Jiu Chongtian will take it away.

Lian Le smiled self-deprecatingly, she is the owner of Qianchen Pavilion, she can fulfill many predestined people, but she cannot fulfill herself.

Thinking of the news Mo Zihan told her last night, her heart began to ache again.

The melodious ringing of the bell broke the empty silence in the hall.

"Mo Zihan?"

"...Lian Le..."

beep beep beep beep

The other party quickly hung up after finishing speaking. Lian Le was shocked, took the car keys and left without changing her clothes.

……

"Just now, at about [-]:[-], an explosion occurred in the back mountain of Lishan Film and Television City, which was just built in our city. At that time, national archaeologist Nie Cheng was excavating the general's tomb. Due to the explosion, the tomb collapsed and several people were buried. , the fire brigade is in the rescue. The follow-up situation will continue to be followed, and our reporter Wu Fangfang will report."

The radio in the car continued to broadcast, Li Feixue's fingers turned white, and he stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, and flew towards Lishan.

This time she sealed her cultivation and chose to follow Little Phoenix's reincarnation to protect her from the tribulation.

But still encountered such a thing.

Li Feixue frowned slightly, remembering that Mo Zihan who looked very similar to Xuanlin, it was because of Xuanlin that Ziyao lost her cultivation and had to go down to the mortal world.

She had to go back to the mountain to search for her order and then investigate Ziyao's calamity, even after thousands of years, she still hadn't completed it.

-

Dongping First Hospital, in a private ward.

Ye Anan leaned on the hospital bed, quietly looking at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Since that day, Dongping City has been raining for a week, and it seems that there is no sunshine anymore.

She had just woken up, and dreamed of the man in military uniform again. This week, she fell asleep every night, and the man was never absent, but the scene was no longer a vast expanse of white, sometimes in the palace, sometimes in the Saibei Desert.

Moreover, she finally saw the man's face clearly, and couldn't get it out of her mind. She had a face similar to Mo Zihan's, but she was just a woman, beautiful, thin, and handsome.The female general's figure kept overlapping with the woman who rescued her from the groundwater after the explosion that day.

But... Mo Zihan disappeared, and the woman who finally saw her face also disappeared.

The door was pushed open, Tang Qi saw Ye An'an looking out of the window at first sight, depressed and sad.

"It's raining endlessly." After speaking, Tang Qi went to draw the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Where is Mo Zihan?" Ye Anan stared at Tang Qi, who had been busy for a long time, and finally asked. For so many days, people around her kept it from her, and they didn't even mention it in front of her. She had a vague premonition .

"..." Tang Qi, who was helping Ye An'an open the insulation box, shook her hands, and she, who was usually talkative, suddenly fell silent.

"I brought this from the restaurant we often eat, and your favorite salt and pepper prawns are also available..."

"Where is Mo Zihan? He pushed me out before the explosion, otherwise I would have been buried in the cave long ago! I should know how he is now!" Ye Anan sat up straight and watched seriously Tang Qi asked again.

"He died. The stone penetrated his lung, and when he was found, he was beyond help."

"Today is his funeral..."

15, fifteen

"It was Uncle Mo who told us not to tell you. After finally finding your biological daughter, the adopted son died in a blink of an eye. Your injury is not serious, and we don't want you to worry."

"They can't lose you as a daughter anymore..."

-

Looking at the street flashing by outside the car window, Ye An'an's heart became more and more heavy as the rain was still falling. There were so many things happening these days that she just wanted to hide.

Three years ago, Plane 519 crashed into the sea, taking away her parents who loved her very much.At that time, Zheng Zhuoran was with her, leading her out of the haze.

Five days ago, when she woke up in the hospital, a strange couple suddenly told her that she was their biological daughter... Before she could digest it, the news of Mo Zihan's death came.

Should I say lucky or sad?

Perhaps, she is ominous!

Ye An'an just went to Lishan, and her life was turned into a mess.

She met Mo Zihan who loved her as much as her life but was cautious. It wasn't until the moment she learned that Mo Zihan died for her that she realized that she had long since cared about this person who appeared from time to time.

This month, everything changed, as if it had been a lifetime.

……

Is that his tomb... cold marble tombstones, lifeless concrete walls.

Ye An'an got out of the car, held up her umbrella, and watched from a distance.

Father Mo already knew that Ye An'an ran out of the hospital, but he was not angry because of it. He understood how his daughter felt.

Mo Zihan's death made everyone's heart ache.

"An An! If you come to see Zihan, he will be happy. After a while, go back to the hospital. Zihan saved you with his life, so don't let him down." Father Mo patted his daughter on the shoulder to persuade him.

Ye Anan nodded, and opened his mouth to call out, but it was still difficult to say the word "Dad".She could only remain silent in the end.

The people who were invited came one after another, not many, except for those from the direct line of the Mo family, there were only a few families who were close to Mo Zihan.

Xing Xiaolu came very early, her red and swollen eyes meant that she had cried before she came, and the emotions that were originally calmed down came back to her heart when she saw the tombstone.

Although they were not related by blood, Mo Zihan was the only brother who protected her and cared about her.

The night before Mo Zihan's accident, he was still scratching his heart and lungs about her. It seemed that since he met Mo Zihan, she, Xing Xiaolu, had never stopped causing trouble for him. It also seemed that Mo Zihan had never done anything for himself except for helping his friends. Who bothered...

At this point in Xing Xiaolu's mind, tears welled up in her eyes, she missed Mo Zihan.

Mrs. Mo saw her niece crying sadly, she was very distressed, she walked over and dragged her to the rest area of ​​the family, and tried to persuade her.

——Xing Xiaolu calmed down, chatted with his aunt for a few words, then shifted his gaze to Ye An'an who was standing on the edge of the canopy. Before coming, he got the news that she was the biological daughter and his cousin that his aunt had found.

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