In two days, Hongyue and Shen Lang went sightseeing and stayed close to Shen Lang, enjoying the intimacy alone. She stayed with Shen Lang all the time.
Hongyue just wanted to use her passion to soothe Shen Lang's heart. She wanted to make the man she liked truly happy. In the past few days, she responded to Shen Lang's requests and even took the initiative to seduce him again and again.
The female killer who used to be as cold as ice is now as passionate as a slut, like a woman. Thinking of her lost moral integrity, Hong Yue often feels her cheeks burning.
Early the next morning, Shen Lang found Zhang Mingchen.
Today is the day that the mysterious man the old man mentioned comes out of seclusion.
When he saw Zhang Mingchen for the first time, Shen Lang's eyes almost dropped. The old man seemed to be a different person.
Zhang Mingchen changed his usual slovenly look. He was wearing a golden robe, his messy hair had been washed and styled, his breath was restrained, his steps were steady, and he maintained a serious expression.
This imposing appearance is like that of a deep-seated leader of a large sect.
Shen Lang scratched his head and said, "It's so formal. Does that mysterious person have a good background?"
"Nonsense! Brat, the identity of the person I'm going to meet today is not trivial. You'd better stay calm!" Zhang Mingchen glared at Shen Lang fiercely.
"Where is the mysterious senior you mentioned retreating in?" Shen Lang asked.
"She has been in seclusion in the mountains for twenty-two years." Zhang Mingchen shouted.
Hongyue on the side couldn't help but click her tongue. She has been in seclusion for twenty-two years? That's too exaggerated. Don't you feel bored?
"In the mountains?" Shen Lang was stunned and surprised.
Because he had lived here since childhood, Shen Lang had been to every location in this mountain, but he had never seen any place suitable for retreat.
Zhang Mingchen glanced at Hongyue secretly and shouted: "Just wait here, don't follow me."
"Okay, uncle." Hongyue nodded.
Afterwards, Shen Lang followed Zhang Mingchen to the depths of the mountains.
Although the environment in the hinterland of the mountains is good, the trees become denser and denser as you go deeper, and the roads become more steep.^
After passing through the bushes, we came to an area overgrown with weeds. There was a huge boulder next to it, about three meters high.
It doesn't seem to be inconsistent, but there is another mystery behind it.
Zhang Mingchen strode forward, using his palm force, he slapped the boulder.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the boulder moved forward about ten centimeters.
Suddenly, the overgrown ground suddenly cracked from the center. After a while, steps spread out with blue bricks suddenly appeared in the center of the ground.
Shen Lang was very surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a hidden secret room in the mountains!
"Follow me."
Zhang Mingchen looked serious, took out a fire stick from his arms, lit it, and walked down the steps.
Shen Lang followed closely behind the old man.
The space inside is not large, and the structure is similar to that of a warehouse.
But as soon as he walked inside, Shen Lang instantly felt that the surroundings were filled with cold air, and the temperature was at least 10 degrees below zero.
There were layers of white mist all around, which made Shen Lang feel a little weird.
The current season is warm spring, why is it so cold here?
Before Shen Lang could ask any questions, Zhang Mingchen quickly lit the candles around him.
After a while, Shen Lang finally saw the scene inside the secret room. It was surrounded by white mist, except for a rectangular object in the center that was extremely conspicuous.
Shen Lang followed Zhang Mingchen and walked forward to take a look, his eyes narrowed.
This square white object is a coffin!
This coffin has a strange shape, and the whole body seems to be made of white jade, and it exudes a strong cold air. Just by getting slightly closer to the coffin, Shen Lang can feel an extremely strong chill.
It's like being in the Arctic with a temperature of minus 40 degrees Celsius.
No wonder it's so cold in this secret room. It's probably because of the cold air emitting from the white jade coffin.
"Master, this..." Shen Lang was surprised, thinking that the mysterious man was in seclusion in a coffin, right?
"Stop talking nonsense and move this coffin up with me quickly." Zhang Mingchen shouted, hugging one side of the coffin with both hands and winking at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang was frightened and confused, so he didn't ask any more questions. He knelt down and hugged the other side of the white jade coffin.
"hiss!"
The coffin was like an extremely cold popsicle, so cold that the parts of Shen Lang's skin that came into contact with the coffin were a little numb.
If an ordinary person were to hold this coffin, it would freeze into an ice sculpture within a few breaths.
Shen Lang had no choice but to activate his true energy to resist the biting cold air coming from the coffin.
This white jade coffin weighed nearly several tons! Shen Lang and Zhang Mingchen used all their strength to move it reluctantly and slowly walked up the steps.
After finally carrying it to the secret room, Zhang Mingchen shouted to Shen Lang: "Handle it gently, don't disturb the seniors inside."
Shen Lang was shocked. The "mysterious senior" was indeed inside the coffin. He was actually in seclusion inside the coffin. This was so weird. Although martial arts cultivators are not afraid of severe cold, they would still suffer from severe cold after being exposed to it for a long time.
Those who will die will be killed unless they are extremely high martial arts cultivators!
Thinking about someone coming out of the coffin, Shen Lang got goosebumps all over his body and felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The two men carried the coffin and placed it gently on the grass. The ground collapsed slightly due to the weight of the coffin.
Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at the cold white jade coffin in front of him.
This white jade coffin is much larger than the normal coffin. It is naturally closed. The whole body is like crystal clear jade, but the scene inside cannot be seen clearly.
"Zhang Mingchen pays homage to senior, sorry to bother you!"
Zhang Mingchen bowed respectfully to the coffin, then stepped forward, slapped his palm, and pushed open the coffin mouth.
"Hiss!"
The cold air overflowed, and a large amount of fog suddenly filled the air.
Shen Lang took a closer look and saw a jade-colored coffin, inside which lay a beautiful woman, wearing a white dress and with long silver hair.
The silver-haired beauty has an exquisite and graceful figure, and her extremely delicate face is as if it were made in heaven. Her beauty is dazzling.
But Shen Lang is very familiar with the facial features and appearance of this silver-haired beauty...
"Su...Su Ruoxue?"
When he saw the face of the silver-haired woman in the coffin for the first time, Shen Lang was shocked. This silver-haired woman looked very similar to Su Ruoxue and was almost the same person.
Suddenly, the silver-haired beauty in the coffin opened her eyes. The next moment, she stood up and fell lightly on the grass.
The silver-haired beauty's starry eyes locked on Shen Lang in front of her. Her delicate face was bloodless, and her skin was as white as jade and dreamlike. It could really be described as ice skin and jade bones.
Shen Lang also stared at the silver-haired beauty, his face changed several times, he took a deep breath and said softly: "You are not Su Ruoxue."
Although the silver-haired beauty looks the same as Su Ruoxue, her temperament is completely different. In Shen Lang's mind, Su Ruoxue is elegant and pure, with a hint of playfulness.
But in front of this silver-haired beauty who looked like Su Ruoxue, Shen Lang couldn't feel anything except coldness and chill.