Yan Lang stared at her with deep meaning, "The girl in the crystal coffin has awakened, or I can find a way to open it."
"So you regard Ati as this girl's guardian spirit!" The witch's mind was working rapidly, and she had made up her mind within a few seconds.
"Why is that girl sleeping in the crystal coffin?" Yuna asked puzzledly. The fact that she is breathing means that she is still alive.
"I don't know." Yan Lang frowned, and what he said was true.
"What material is the crystal coffin made of?" It's strange that she can't figure it out.[
"...I don't know." It wasn't out of anger, he also wanted to know what it was.
Finally unable to help but roll her eyes, Yuna looked reproachful.
"You have to tell me how you locked up my beautiful sister, right?" I have never seen such an idiot royal family! There is no comparison with her handsome Satan King.
"Hey!" Yan Lang sighed, feeling even more helpless, "I didn't lock her in, in fact..." He scratched his unruly long hair irritably, "I don't know anything about her, three hundred
Years ago, when Freea volcano erupted, the crystal coffin came to me with Su Xin. I tried many methods but could not open the crystal coffin. I just noticed that her breath was weak and was afraid that something would happen to her, so I built it.
He formed this formation to protect her.
Good intentions can be learned from heaven and earth.
"Asking for love, asking what love is in the world, it only makes life and death mutually agreeable." She secretly admired Yan Lang's expression in her heart. Human beings are far less understanding of the preciousness of love than these alien races, but human beings are busy begging witches to use love.
When the elixir saved the endangered holy land, Yanlang only proved his determination with his tenacity.
She raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Is it worth paying such a heavy price to protect a girl you haven't met for three hundred years? You haven't even talked to her?"