Chapter 365 UR: Sorry... who are you? (57)

"And then went back to the palace and dug such a big ice cellar to settle down?"

Nian Qingqing followed Huang Ji's words to understand, and suddenly smiled gossipingly, "It sounds like the old love is still unfinished, and I really care about the old emperor."

"……You think too much."

Huang Ji gave her a silent look.

Quietly glanced at Concubine Ling's plot again, and continued to explain to her, "This ice cellar was not built by Concubine Ling, it's a drama... I don't know which sacred and mysterious organization secretly dug it."

As it said, its small beak suddenly moved towards the direction of the ice coffin.

"The purpose is to preserve the ice coffin, and the 'people' in the ice coffin."

"There are really people inside..."

Nian Qingqing couldn't help shivering again.

Thinking of what Concubine Ling said about the relationship between her heart and blood and this ice coffin, Nian Qingqing couldn't help asking, "Then, do you know who is in that coffin?"

"I do not know."

Huang Ji shrugged helplessly.

None of this is mentioned in the plot.

Strange to say, this should be regarded as an important plot clue, why is it not made public?
Well, it really is an unfinished skin with bugs.

"Then, brother Yuxiao, you should know, right?"

As Nian Qingqing said, she quickly reached out and caught the jade flute floating above her head.

Some asked angrily, "Concubine Ling Gui is telling the truth? You brought me here to open this coffin for my heart and soul, right?"

"..."

Yuxiao trembled slightly, but she didn't move at all, as silent as a still life.

Huang Ji looked at it suspiciously.

This thing should also be a key item, right?

It thought for a while, then secretly turned on the plot search function, and searched for the shape of the jade flute.

……

Got nothing.

Huang Ji suddenly remembered that Concubine Ling Gui said just now that it was summoned by this thing...

Thinking of this, it couldn't help swallowing, and with some uncertainty, it transmitted sound to the jade flute.

[It was you... who sent me here? 】

In fact, what it wants to ask in its heart is, are you nimda?
He was afraid that if it was not the case, his identity would be exposed instead, so he changed his mouth.

Yu Xiao didn't let him wait too long.

【……it's me. 】

A voice that made it somewhat familiar entered the mind.

Huang Ji was slightly taken aback.

This voice, why does it feel as if it has been heard somewhere?
Also, it seems that I didn't hear it recently, it was a long, long time ago...

It's been so long that it doesn't even remember it, and there is no corresponding record in the memory block.

Just as she was thinking in doubt, Nian Qingqing suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at it and Yuxiao.

"Why do I feel that you two are communicating behind my back?"

She frowned suspiciously.

"...No, me, what can I say to a flute."

Huang Ji coughed dryly and lied casually.

It doesn't know how to explain it.

She has no memory now, although she can feel the sound transmission, but she probably can't understand it...

"is it?"

Nian Qingqing is not very convinced.

But he didn't say anything, just sighed and stood up.

"Forget it, let's study how to escape from here first."

If it continues to consume, let alone freeze to death, the oxygen is almost exhausted.

She thought about it, and suddenly got up, and flew up to the ceiling of the underground palace, checking if there were any other exits or gaps.

(End of this chapter)

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