The matter of the stone tablet is very important, and Dean Canghe doesn’t want to meddle in it. If this monster wants to think about it, let him think about it!
As he spoke, Dean Canghe jumped up, flew upwards quickly, and soon disappeared into the darkness.
Yan was stunned for a while, then slowly moved to the huge stone tablet, stretched out his hand, gently touched the exercises engraved on it, looked down slowly, and then squatted down.
At the bottom of the stone tablet, where the dust has spread, there is a faint line of small characters. Unlike the grand and solemn words inscribed on the stone tablet, the small line of characters is very delicate and elegant.
Nightmare slowly brushed away the dust with her hands, her fingers trembling slightly.
Finally, the text gradually emerged, and he lowered the light and looked at it carefully.
"I hope to meet you again under this sky one day."
The girl's mute voice sounded behind him, and what she said was exactly what he saw in front of him.
——I hope to meet you again under this sky one day——
There is a line like this written on the stone tablet. It is a long time ago, but it has no intention of fading away with the wind. It is still vivid in my mind, as if it was left just a moment ago.
There is a distinct feeling of being right in front of you.
Nightmare lowered his head and kept looking at that line of small words. He couldn't get back to his senses for a while, but Yue Ye walked over and patted his shoulder, "Hey, where is this place? How can I get out?"
"Here..." Xiang raised his head and looked around, "This is... no wonder I feel so familiar."
Yue Ye frowned, listening to his trance-like voice, as if in a dream, so she no longer asked him, but walked around the huge stone tablet, touching the words on it, and some light flashed through her heart.
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These inscriptions were all excellent martial arts, extremely complex, profound and obscure, and most people would not be able to understand them at all. But why did she feel a vague sense of familiarity?
Ever since entering here, the black jade in the seal has become inexplicably silent, with no movement at all, and the vitality exuded by the black jade itself is several times more abundant than before.
There might be some connection between this, she couldn't figure it out, but she didn't intend to ask Xiang.
The black jade is currently the key to her ability to condense her spirit body. She is afraid of making mistakes, so she keeps it as secret as possible.
The vitality emitted by the black jade at this moment is just suitable for her cultivation. It would be too wasteful to let the soul come out like this, so Yue Ye said: "Take me out in a while, okay?"
Yan nodded casually, probably not hearing her request at all.
But no matter what, he wouldn't leave himself here. Thinking like this, Yue Ye's figure slowly transformed. The red robe on his body fell to the ground. A snow-white fox came out of the clothes and nestled in the nightmare.
around.
Looking at the stone tablet, Yan was in a daze for a long time, motionless, like a stone sculpture.
The demonic redness in his eyes was slowly flowing, and he seemed to be face to face with the giant red dragon on the stone tablet, but both sides were unusually silent.
After a long time, Dean Canghe came down from above. He was sweating profusely and his face was even paler and uglier than before.
"Your Excellency Nightmare, this stone tablet is so magical. It has no end. I have been flying for so long, but I still can't reach the top." Dean Canghe panted, shaking his head and sighing.
