Concubine Defying the Heavens: Your Majesty, please undress

Chapter 686
As for Yong Yule, there was an icy aura all over his body, and Yi Fengweiran felt his scalp go numb, giving him a creepy feeling.

"Feng Weiran, open the ancient coffin."

The sky and the earth are all dark.

In the darkness of night, everything seemed very unclear.

But Yong Yule in Feng Weiran's consciousness was very clear.He could tell that Yong Yule was not joking.

only……

What does it mean to just open the ancient coffin?Perhaps Yong Yule didn't know.But Feng Weiran knew it.

"Sect Master, if you open the ancient coffin deliberately without incident, the consequences will be very serious."

Feng Weiran reminded Yong Yule.

"Open it!"

Yong Yule's voice is so firm, it cannot be questioned or resisted.

"..."

Feng Weiran moved her lips, although she still felt something was wrong.But Yong Yule's words cannot be resisted.

In the end, Feng Weiran still obeyed and opened the ancient coffin.

The ancient coffin floated in mid-air.

And Yong Yule and Feng Weiran also stayed in mid-air.

At this moment, when the ancient coffin was opened by Feng Weiran, Yong Yule flew to the side of the ancient coffin.

She lowered her eyes, her cold eyes sized up the person lying in the ancient coffin.

To be precise, he was looking at the skeleton lying in the ancient coffin.

A part of the skeleton's heart was obviously missing.

Yong Yule's thoughts moved slightly.

In fact, there was a faint feeling in her heart, faintly visible, although she couldn't clearly capture it, it was hazy.She could vaguely see a silhouette.

Perception told Yong Yule that the bones lying in this ancient coffin must have some inexplicable relationship with her!
Could it be that this corpse died too unjustly, so he died without eyesight? !
Yong Yule's clear and cold eyes stopped at the heart of the corpse.

She put away the scalpel, stretched out her hand, and poked into the ancient coffin.

"Sect Master, what do you want to do?"

Feng Weiran was taken aback, startled by Yong Yule's actions, and became extremely nervous.

Yong Yule ignored Feng Weiran's shock.Her right hand was still poking into the ancient coffin.

A familiar feeling, like a world away, grew in Yong Yule's heart.

So familiar, so familiar.

In an instant, the vicissitudes of the years rushed to his face, as if mixed with the wind and sand all over the sky, making Yong Yule's eyes slightly warm.There were tears in Ling Yongyule's eyes.

Why do I want to cry all of a sudden?

Looking at the bones in this ancient coffin, when her hands were so close to the bones, why did she want to cry all of a sudden?
While thinking about it, tears really rolled down from Yong Yule's eyes and dripped on the corpse.

Tears fell silently.The crystal clear teardrops dripped on the bones of the corpse, were absorbed instantly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.It was as if that drop of tear never fell on that corpse.

Yong Yule thought about it.

She took out the scalpel, cut a finger on her right hand instantly, and then let the gushing blood drip onto the bones in the ancient coffin.

The blood dripped on the white dry bone, but it disappeared instantly like the tear that fell on the dry bone a moment ago.Instantly disappeared without a trace!

There was not even a trace of the bright red blood beads left!Everything is like a dream.

(End of this chapter)