Chapter 1111
"Well...Young Master has not seen you for many years, and he has become mysterious when he talks."

Even though the teenagers felt a little disappointed, they were still very happy to see Feng Weiran return.

"Does this mean that our Fengyun Sect can be revived and restored to its glory a thousand years ago?"

A teenager asked with anticipation.

"Everything is unknown. However, I am full of confidence in that future."

Feng Weiran said.

"Since it is the return of the suzerain and the young master, we must celebrate it today. Sovereign, young master, please hurry up. Hey, isn't this the White Crane Immortal?!"

Fenghua, Fengxue, Fengyue, Fengya and Fengqi let out another exclamation.

On this day, the Fengyun Sect, which had been silent for a long time, finally became lively.

Uncle Feng has already arranged rooms for several people.

Fenghua Xueyue and the other teenagers were busy preparing dinner, while Yong Yule returned to her room.

In the room that exudes an ancient atmosphere, there is an antique atmosphere everywhere you look.

Yong Yule sat in front of the window, looking up at the vast night outside the window.

The mountains are undulating, graceful like a giant dragon hovering.Yong Yule released his spiritual consciousness, wandering in this ancient Fengyun sect.

Although Fengyun Sect only has a thousand-year history, it is indeed considered ancient to Yong Yule.

Suddenly, her consciousness lingered involuntarily in a certain place.

Yong Yule got up immediately, pushed the door open and took a step towards the place where the spiritual consciousness lingered.

Not long after, Yong Yule came to that place.

That is a room.The house had obviously been vacant for a long time.

However, as soon as Yong Yule was in this room, he was sure that the ancient coffin was parked in this room.

Even though the vicissitudes of the years have erased the traces of that year, but in Yong Yule's consciousness, he can clearly see the location where the ancient coffin was parked back then.

At that time, that ancient coffin was not yet an ancient coffin.It still looks brand new.

For a moment, Yong Yu Le seemed to be in an illusion.She took a step and walked to the brand new coffin.

The coffin is closed.But it was not crucified.

Yong Yule stretched out his hands, and easily pushed the ancient coffin away.

The moment the ancient coffin was pushed away, a bright and charming light shone directly into Yong Yule's eyes.

Yong Yule involuntarily stretched out his hand to cover it.But that bright and charming light is fleeting.

Yong Yule's eyes were lowered, and there was never any disturbance, but a look of astonishment appeared on his ice-cold face.

I saw the woman in white lying quietly in the ancient coffin, with an ethereal appearance and a peerless appearance.

Even though his eyes were closed and he had lost his breath, it was as if he had appeared alive in front of Yong Yule's eyes.She looked like she just fell into a deep sleep.

The woman is dressed in white, as holy as snow.Her hands were on her heart.

The white clothes, which were as holy as snow, were originally spotless, without any blood stains.But when Yong Yule stopped his eyes on the woman's chest, the blood immediately stained the white clothes on the woman's chest red.

The woman's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a pale color appeared on her peach-like cheeks.It really doesn't seem to be dead.It looks like just a person who has fallen asleep.

The woman had picturesque eyebrows and a dusty temperament.

(End of this chapter)

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