As he spoke, Qingcheng Ye Ling seemed to have made some determination. He quickly formed seals on his chest with his hands, and a very ancient ancient formation pattern was condensed in front of his body.
The teardrop stones strung together by silver threads were guided by the ancient formations and quickly floated in the air. Then, like a popular trend, they headed towards the huge divine source and were tightly bound again.
The seal reinforcement is completed.
Qingcheng Ye Ling slowly retracted her hand.
The very ancient ancient formations gradually disappeared in front of her.
Chi You's roar disappeared, and so did his protest, except for the intermittent mournful choked sobs.
Under the huge divine source with a radius of a thousand meters, a residual soul was imprisoned again.
Qingcheng Ye Ling slowly squatted down, took out two white steamed buns from his sleeves, placed them in front of the sea-blue divine source, and said softly: "What I made may not be as delicious as hers, I'm sorry.
Come on, Xiaochi."
After saying that, Qingcheng Ye Ling turned around. She kept her head lowered, not wanting Ming Xiche to see the dusk mist in the corners of her eyes.
"Leave." Her voice was a little cold.
Ming Xiche was stunned for a while, with a confused expression on his face. What just... happened?
The huge Chi You Tomb and Palace suddenly filled with a strong sad atmosphere, and even Ming Xiche, a grown man, almost couldn't stand it.
He followed Qingcheng Ye Ling and walked towards the outside of the tomb.
When he was about to leave the Skeleton Gate, a burst of images suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was an icy snowy day.
A bloody and dirty child, wearing tattered clothes and bare feet, kept running all the way to avoid attacks from children of the same age.
The child's face could not be clearly seen, and the only thing that could be seen clearly was a pair of extremely frightened, oversized eyes.
Finally, he was so hungry and cold that he could no longer run. He stepped on a sharp stone and it hurt. He fell into the soft snow with a "thud".
"Kill him! Kill that evil! He is a child born of incest, a devil!"
"God has said that such a child must be killed!"
Countless stones were thrown at the child whose face was covered in blood, and there were even many spell attacks.
The child, whose face was covered in blood, had a look of fear in his oversized pupils, and tears of despair flowed out.
He gave up, slowly closed his eyes, buried his head in the snow, and waited for death to come.
But the expected pain did not come, and a warm light curtain appeared in front of him, blocking all attacks.
The child, whose face was covered in blood, raised his head in disbelief and saw a very beautiful young woman.
The woman knelt down and looked at him with a smile on her face. Then she took out two hot buns from her sleeves, handed them to him, and asked, "Are you hungry?"
The child, whose face was stained with blood, immediately burst into tears. He hurriedly snatched the two buns from the hands of the beautiful woman and ate them like crazy.
It was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life.
That was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, as warm as a mother.
"Why are you so dazed? If you don't come out, the Skeleton Door will be closed!"
The voice of Qingcheng Eidolon echoed in my ears.
Ming Xiche was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses. He shook his head. What happened to the sad and warm image that just appeared in his mind?