My personal school belle president

Chapter 1343 Encounter!

"Flowers on the other side fade, reincarnated marriage..."

Thinking back to the scenes that emerged in his mind just now, Qin Yang murmured softly, with countless waves in his heart.

If you guessed right, the woman in red is the blackened Shura Banshee.The three tears she dug out from her heart were Shura's tears, and now they became Zhong Lingxuan's lifeblood.

But who is the other side flower?

Could it be Ning Fei'er?

Qin Yang couldn't believe it. If Ning Fei'er's previous life was really Bianhua, then she was very likely to be in this hell. Although she didn't die, she would never be able to get out.

Because the Bianhua itself is the flower of hell, born in hell and dying in hell.

"Meng Yutong, Ning Fei'er, Mu Sixue, Zhong Lingxuan..."

Qin Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and as he kept thinking, a faint line formed in his mind.He suddenly felt that he might have overlooked one of the most important clues.

Meng Yutong is the reincarnation of the Shura Banshee, Ning Feier is the rebirth of the Bana Flower, Zhong Lingxuan's lifeline is Shura Tears, and Mu Sixue is carrying the soul of a phoenix.

These four women seem to have nothing to do with each other, but they are actually intertwined.

Just as Qin Yang was thinking, there was a "tick" sound behind him. He turned his head and saw that there was a drop of water on the ground, which slowly blurred and rippled.

In an instant, the entire ground turned into a lake.

Before Qin Yang could react, suddenly a dry hand stretched out from the water, grabbed his ankle, and dragged him into the water.

The cold lake water poured in from all directions, as if every drop of water was full of aggression, the pain from the needle prick made the impact from the eardrum even thicker, but the pressure from the heart slowly penetrated into the brain.

Qin Yang struggled a few times, but that hand gripped even tighter. The sharp nails pierced into his flesh and blood, clamping his body, causing great pain.

what!
Qin Yang lowered his head to see clearly who was holding him, but unfortunately the eye mask was oppressed by the lake water and could not be opened, even if he activated the sky eye, it had no effect.

His body sank rapidly, as if the lake had no bottom.

Qin Yang took out his long sword and stabbed downward with all his strength. The opponent dodged nimbly, and he stabbed several times to no avail.In desperation, Qin Yang took out the 'Attribute Bead' he had refined before, and smashed it down with the help of spiritual energy.

boom--

Following the dull explosion, water waves rose like a tsunami, and the surrounding lake roared and churned, and Qin Yang was also blown away by the huge explosion wave.

Fortunately, the hand wrapped around the ankle was also blown off.

In a daze, Qin Yang swam for an unknown amount of time, and climbed up to a bank. Following a flash of light, he found that he had appeared on a huge meteorite.

The meteorite was half the size of a football field, flying rapidly in the majestic void.

Qin Yang gritted his teeth, climbed up the black and cold meteorite, and looked down at the injury on his foot. It was strange that there were only five black fingerprints on the ankle, but no wound, but the pain was still there.

"This hell is really dangerous." Qin Yang was a little startled.

He stood up, looked around, and found that there were many meteorites floating in the endless void, big or small, fast or slow.

And there is a coffin made of ice jade on these meteorites.

"what?"

Qin Yang seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly turned around, only to find that there was also a coffin not far behind him, which was quietly placed there, as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of time.

On the opposite side of the coffin, there is an ice figure standing quietly.

"Shouldn't there be eighteen levels of purgatory in this hell? Shouldn't there be life and death judges or bull-headed horse faces? Shouldn't there be Mengpo Tangnaihe Bridge?"

Qin Yang was a little puzzled.

Obviously, the underworld scene he saw on TV was completely different from what he saw in front of him, and only the gloomy atmosphere was similar.

Qin Yang walked slowly to the ice jade coffin. Inside the coffin lay a seven or eight-year-old child, more precisely, it should be the child's soul.

The child is wearing an ancient dress similar to a dragon robe. Although it is only a soul, it is auspicious and exudes an imperial aura, which makes people daunting.

"Zhao Bing?"

Qin Yang's eyes fell on a jade pendant next to the coffin. There were two characters written on it, and he muttered softly.

"It turned out to be the last emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, no wonder."

Although Qin Yang didn't know much about history, he still knew about the little emperor's deeds.

At that time, the "Battle of Yashan" was defeated. In the end, Lu Xiufu, the prime minister of the left, took the little emperor and threw himself into the sea. More than [-] soldiers and civilians with him also jumped into the sea to die for their country!
It even created the controversial historical evaluation of "There is no China after Yashan".

Qin Yang didn't have time to explore the historical significance of this place, but when he saw the soul of a little emperor more than 700 years ago appearing here, he suddenly had a thought in his heart that he had never thought about.

His biological mother Liu Ruqing, is her soul also in the underworld?

But this idea was quickly suppressed by Qin Yang, because Grandpa and Liu Zhen said that Bai Dixuan not only killed Liu Ruqing, but also crushed her soul.

Therefore, when a person's soul is scattered, it is absolutely impossible to appear in the underworld, and there is even no way to return.

"Damn it, Bai Dixuan, a bastard, doesn't even keep his wife's soul, what a bastard! Even if I keep a soul, I might be able to meet my mother."

The more Qin Yang thought about it, the more angry he became, he reached out and patted the coffin.

Click!

Suddenly, a crisp sound came.

Qin Yang looked up, only to see the ice sculpture on the opposite side suddenly raised his legs and walked over.This ice sculpture seems to be the image of a man, and his face is also covered by a layer of ice, making it impossible to recognize his true face.

"This man's breath is terrifying."

Feeling the majestic coercion of the opponent, Qin Yang's complexion changed, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, and the ice sculpture also stopped in place and did not move.

not moving?
Qin Yang was taken aback, and looked around the other meteorites for a week, and found that there was an ice sculpture behind each coffin, his eyes fell on the coffin, thoughtful.

It seems that this ice sculpture is dedicated to guarding this coffin.

"Who are you? Why are you here."

At this moment, a pleasant voice as cold as frost came from behind.

Qin Yang turned around and looked, but saw a young girl in Tsing Yi in front of her, with fair and delicate features, a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, with a faint mist, and fluorescent lights flickering.

She stood gracefully and gracefully on the edge of the meteorite, her eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Is the girl a human or a ghost?"

Qin Yang took out his long sword, and looked at the girl warily. It must be something extraordinary for her to appear here quietly, and she is most likely the caretaker of the underworld.

The girl's beautiful eyes looked at the coffin behind him, her pretty brows were slightly frowned, and her voice was like a tinkle: "Are you here to grab the coffin?"

Grab the coffin?

Qin Yang was startled, and said simply: "Girl, I'm here to find someone."

"Who is it?" the girl asked.

Qin Yang hesitated for a few seconds, took out a selfie of Ning Feier from the system space, and asked nervously, "Have you seen this girl? Her name is Ning Feier."

(End of this chapter)