ghost city

In the huge and cold underground palace, there is a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere. The mermaid oil lamp is shining with a light yellow flame, which is intertwined with the pearly light on the top of the tomb, reflecting a gorgeous and dazzling color.

In the huge tomb, thousands of troops and horses stand neatly, the huge square formation of pottery figurines stands upright, the chariots and bronze horses line up, and the six armies are ready to go, as if they are going to sweep the world and annex the world.

Back then, he was such a master of tigers and wolves, conquering the Three Jins, conquering Yanqi in the east, and conquering Chuyue in the south, sweeping away Liuhe in one fell swoop.Now the iron-blooded emperor who commanded thousands of troops and ruled the world is quietly lying in a pure gold coffin, sleeping forever underground.

The so-called immortality is just his wishful thinking, any powerful person can't stand up to time after all, and can't escape the destiny.The same is true for Ying Zheng.The same is true for Donghuang Taiyi.The tide of history is rolling forward, and anyone who wants to go against the trend and rebel against the destiny will be crushed by the huge waves.Donghuang Taiyi is just more sensible.Timely retreat is the whole body policy.

Looking down at the rivers and the sky, looking up at the stars above her head, Zi You couldn't help sighing softly: Why did Ying Zheng take his dream of being an emperor underground.And he himself became one of the many victims.

The seven soul-suppressing nails were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood, and firmly nailed her to the copper pillar in the imperial mausoleum.The heart-piercing pain spread all the time, and she seemed to still be able to hear her miserable cry that day.

Donghuang Taiyi wanted to bury her forever in the ground, along with those earth-shattering secrets, so that she would guard the iron-blooded emperor forever and act as his personal bodyguard.

The pain in her body didn't stop for a moment, she didn't even seem to have a chance to fall asleep, and the sobriety in her mind deliberately reminded her of her situation.It was more cruel to her than to take her life.

She is not afraid of pain, but only afraid of the dead air pervading everywhere, only afraid of the loneliness and cold that penetrates into the bone marrow, only afraid of the loneliness and loneliness in the long years.

Could it be that he will be buried here from now on, with loneliness as his companion, until the moment when the world is destroyed?

"Your destiny is already connected with the entire underground palace. If you step out of the underground palace, your soul will fly away." Donghuang Taiyi's warnings sounded from time to time when he left.He knew that she was unwilling, so he locked her in the underground palace with the soul nail.

There were loud, dull noises not far away, and the ground under her feet trembled. She knew it was the sound of the gravestone falling.One after another, it hit her heart and shattered her last fantasy little by little.

Anyway, if she can't get out, she has no way out, so what is she still looking forward to?

It's just that I don't know how Wei Ling is now, whether the fire seal can be solved?How about uncle, is he all right?Now that they have lost the ghost army, what should they do in the future?

Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed at herself: What's the use of worrying about other people's fate?She had done all she could do, what else could she do?

It's just that she is still a little unwilling, she really wants to see Wei Ling again, even if it's just a quick glance.But it's a fantasy after all.

There was some commotion in the tomb passage, and she vaguely heard the men's screams and cries for help, which became louder and louder, echoing in the empty underground palace, a little scary.

There was also the sound of crossbow arrows being fired one after another, together with the screams, Zi You shook her head, she knew what was going on over there.

The last batch of craftsmen who repaired the mausoleum were trapped in the imperial mausoleum, and at this moment they were frantically rushing outwards, rushing towards the tomb-sealing stone that was about to fall.However, the supervisor had already touched the mechanism before he left. At this moment, arrows were raining down, attacking the craftsmen in the corridor densely, screaming again and again.But those who were lucky enough to escape the crossbow bolts ran out crazily.

The organs in the imperial mausoleum are well known to craftsmen, and the empire fears them very much.They repaired the tomb all their lives, but in the end they were still buried underground.

Desperate cries came out, and Ziyou was only agitated when she heard it. She couldn't help but look towards the corridor, and she could vaguely see the moving figures, rushing out like a tidal wave.Several craftsmen were forced to retreat by the crossbow arrows, but instead searched for a gap and squeezed into the tomb.

Ziyou was a little curious, if these people didn't flee, did they want to live longer, or did they want to find another way out?

The screaming and shouting never stopped for a moment, and many people were trampled to death, but most of the craftsmen still rushed to the tomb door regardless.

"Boom—boom—" The sound of the tomb-sealing stone falling was still heard again and again, crushing people's last hope.

Ziyou looked at the dark corridor indifferently, and heard the screams and curses, she couldn't help but smiled bitterly: People are always unwilling to accept the fact of death, and they have to struggle until the last moment before giving up.

At this moment, she has no strength to sympathize with others.If possible, she would rather die under the arrows of a crossbow than spend the rest of her life in a silent and oppressive mausoleum accompanied by loneliness and pain.

The screams in the tomb gradually weakened, and she glanced there again, feeling sad. Could it be that the last bit of life in the tomb will disappear?

There were still a few people rushing to the tomb, but they were either shot to death by crossbow arrows or trampled to death. Only two or three managed to squeeze out, but they accidentally fell into the mercury-filled river and died of suffocation. die.

Zi You stared blankly at those dying people, with mixed emotions in her heart, the tomb gradually became quiet, and the last tombstone was about to fall, blocking all light and sealing them underground forever.

Zi You fixed her eyes on the slowly falling tombstone, waiting for the last muffled sound in her heart.

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd, and Zi You couldn't help but follow the prestige.

A swift and violent current of water was breaking through the crowd, sweeping in until it hit the entrance of the tomb, cascading down the ground, gradually gathering into a human shape.

It was as if the heart had been hit by a huge boulder, and then it was blank, and all thoughts, all thoughts were gone.

That person walked towards her step by step across the sea of ​​people, the river, and the army formation.

His eyes were calm, like a pool of clear water, and he walked towards her step by step, as if he had stepped on the river of time and all the barren years, walking towards her step by step.

Zi You stared at him blankly, unable to say a word, she was shocked by his appearance, but also took it for granted.When she came back to her senses, tears were already streaming down her face.

"What else are you here for?" Ziyou looked at the person who was approaching her step by step, and choked up.

Wei Ling looked at her with rare soft eyes: "Xiaoyou, I'll take you back."

The tomb-sealing stone behind him had already fallen, and he ignored it completely. He just approached the girl and slowly wiped away the tears on her face.

"It's useless, the emperor's tomb has been sealed, and there are many seals outside, we can't get out. Why are you bothering?" Ziyou said shyly with her face down.

"Why doesn't he cherish the life he bought for him? Why do you still come here?" She shouted in her heart, but she couldn't say a word.

"Trust me." Wei Ling said, and his tone returned to calm. He had already started to use his spiritual power to pull out the soul nail from the girl's body little by little.

"You have the world in your heart and your ambition is in the world. Even if Youwang City is destroyed, you still have a place to display your ambitions. Why do you come here? Do you want to be buried in the ground with me?" The pain made her tremble all over, but she just endured it without uttering a groan.

"Oh, why don't I want to?" Wei Ling sighed softly, but didn't stop, "Fate doesn't give me such a chance. The fire seal hasn't been removed, and my life won't last long. If I can't fulfill my love at this time Hate, how can I be willing?"

The girl was shocked when she heard the words: "The seal of knot fire has not been removed? Didn't Meng Yao find the water of the most yin and the coldest?" She lost her mind and could no longer feel the pain.

The girl's body was already dripping with blood, and the soul-suppressing nails had left small holes on her body, which were bubbling with blood. Wei Ling couldn't help being terrified when he saw it, and couldn't bear to do it for a while.

"Be patient. I will definitely take you out. For the last time in this life, I have to make a choice for myself. I will definitely protect you, Xiaoyou." Wei Ling smiled and stroked the girl's face.

Ziyou stared blankly at his firm expression, and couldn't help but believe what he said, maybe Wei Ling really had the confidence to leave this place.

"呲".The last soul nail was pulled out of the body, and the girl finally couldn't help letting out a muffled groan. Wei Ling hugged her in his arms and flew up.

"I heard that there are three springs under the emperor's mausoleum. Tell me where the entrance to the underground spring is. I will take you out of the water." Wei Ling hugged her and flew in the air.

Ziyou pointed to a dark corridor, and Wei Ling immediately flew in that direction.

Leaning in his arms, Ziyou couldn't believe that she could really leave this mausoleum. If so, she would die willingly.At least Wei Ling was by his side.

"Your destiny is already connected with the entire underground palace. If you step out of the underground palace, your soul will fly away."

Donghuang Taiyi's warning suddenly sounded in his heart, and his heart couldn't help but shrink tightly.

Fate has bound her tightly, and she can't break free. What else can she do?If so, she also admitted.As long as she could get out of here, even if it was an exchange of her life, she would not hesitate to do so.

Xiagu Sanquan, together with Jiuyou.A flash of thought suddenly crossed my mind: Isn't this the most yin and cold water?Maybe Wei Ling could be saved.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi sealed her in the imperial mausoleum in order to lure Wei Ling out and let the two of them be buried underground forever, but he forgot that Wei Ling is a water ghost who can escape from secluded springs.Thanks to him, Wei Ling was made perfect.

She smiled with relief, if so, she is really willing.For him, she also wanted to find the spring and go out with him.

A gust of cold air hit his face.Wei Ling had already gone deep into the tunnel leading to the underground, formed his handprints, and used his spiritual power to detect the location of the spring.

Vaguely feeling a thin stream of water surging, Wei Ling whispered in surprise in the darkness: "I found it, Xiaoyou!"

Suddenly lowering his head, there was nothing in his arms, the surroundings were in darkness, only a dim purple awn flickering.

Feeling empty in his heart, Wei Ling couldn't help calling loudly: "Xiaoyou!"

"Xiaoyou!"

It was as if a ghost's claws were twisting his heart, and his mind was filled with fear: She was still in his arms just now, and she would disappear out of thin air?

"Xiaoyou!" He couldn't see in the dark, so he could only shout in vain.

"I'm here." A low voice echoed in the darkness, the voice revealing endless fatigue.

Recognizing the voice of a girl, Wei Ling hurriedly asked, "I can't see you, where are you?"

"I'm in your arms, you forgot that I'm Yingmei, without light it's just a phantom. Don't worry, you can't see me, but I can hold you." A low voice really came from her arms.

Hearing this, Wei Ling felt relieved, and said in a deep voice to his arms, "Then hold me tight and don't let go!"

The girl responded with a smile, and hugged Wei Ling tightly with both hands.

How could she let go?In the last days of her life, she could still meet him, how could she let go?She will hold him firmly until the last moment.

The cold water flowed over the whole body, and the whistling sound of the resentful ghost seemed to be heard in the ear.The darkness obliterated everything, and Wei Ling walked quickly through the water.

Spiritual consciousness gradually blurred, but that embrace was still extremely firm, Ziyou closed her eyes peacefully, and just hugged him quietly.

She only hoped that this road would never end, even if it would be accompanied by darkness forever.

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The sun pierced through the haze, and shone openly on the lush and green mountains. Wei Ling stepped out of the mountain stream. When the sun shone on his body, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but smile.

The new moon wind in September was already chilling, but he didn't realize it.The touch in his arms became real little by little, and he looked down. The girl's eyes were tightly closed, and her quiet expression was as pure as a newborn baby.

The burning pain in his chest also disappeared little by little. He didn't know that the red brand on his body was slowly fading away.At this moment, all he thinks about is the girl.

He doesn't know how much life is left, but for the rest of the day, he only lives for her.

The faint sunlight shone on his body, and even though his whole body was shrouded in chill, he felt so warm. This was the warmth and light he had always longed for.

Looking up, not far away, Sima Shang, Meng Yao and others stood leaning on their horses. Behind them was the indifferent Zhang Liang. They were smiling and looking at him.

He hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and subconsciously called out: "Xiaoyou."

There was no answer, and the girl seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.The face is getting lighter little by little.

Wei Ling still looked up into the distance, and there were colorful lights flying up in front of his eyes. He felt warm in his heart, and called out again in a low voice:

"Xiaoyou."

The weight in his arms suddenly became lighter, his heart shrank suddenly, and a sharp pain hit his whole body. He seemed to realize something, and suddenly he didn't dare to lower his head to look.

"Xiaoyou." He stared blankly at the front and murmured.

The only answer to him was the harsh wind.

He suddenly felt colder than ever.