Intuition tells him that he made the biggest mistake in his life, and that as for why he is wrong, he cannot explain it clearly.

He only knew that he was very sad. What he thought was all the sad past events he had tried his best to think about for many years. He only felt that people lived in the world more suffering than happiness. The vast number of people were insignificant to him. Ambitions were like dreams and bubbles. It was not a great thing to release blood demons to harm the world.

Mu Changfeng seemed to be possessed by the devil and reached out to pull out five mysterious stone nails.

Xue Muyan quickly grabbed his arm and said, "What are you going to do?"

Mu Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and gradually came to his senses. He remembered the pain when he first stepped into the ancient temple, and said in confusion: "Since you entered the ancient temple, have you never felt very sad?"

Xue Muyan said: "This princess has been sad since she was five years old. What's wrong?"

Mu Changfeng said: "I mean, there is always a very sad breath in the temple. People entering the temple will be affected by it involuntarily. The sad things that you usually try not to think about will come to your heart."

Xue Muyan said, "I don't feel anything. What's wrong with you? It's right that you look wrong."

Mu Changfeng was puzzled. In terms of cultivation, he was much better than Xue Muyan. Logically speaking, Xue Muyan would be affected by the sad aura, but Xue Muyan had no feelings at all. Why did he feel pain again and again?

Mu Changfeng was motionless and looked at the sarcophagus intently. He remembered his promise to the woman in white, the bones in the coffin, and the blue clothes of the same color as the sky in autumn, and a feeling of guilt arose.

Xue Muyan was saved by Mu Changfeng, and her admiration was uncontrollable and she said, "You are so powerful, and the blood demon can also seal it. You must be the one with the highest spells in the Jade Dragon Pavilion."

Mu Changfeng was wearing the black sarcophagus, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been cut hard with a sharp sword. The tears could no longer be controlled and they flowed down.

"Why are you crying?" Xue Muyan often hears people say that men don't cry easily. Unexpectedly, Mu Changfeng, a man who is as slapped as iron, would cry. He couldn't help but feel funny.

"It's okay." Mu Changfeng quickly wiped away his tears and shook his head.

Xue Muyan saw a piece of white silk hanging on the hole on the lid of the coffin, and pulled it out casually and said, "What is this?"

Mu Changfeng really wanted to know what the blood demon originated from, and guessed that the white silk might record her life experience. After taking the white silk, he opened it and saw that there were more than a dozen lines of words written on it, which were divided into two parts. The content of the first part was: The green grass covered the dry bones, the shore Zhiting orchid was crushed into dust. A beautiful girl as gentle as jade, who would pity her for the poor beauty? The colorful clouds disperse, the glass was broken, and the fragrant soul was allowed to float away. Do good, do evil? Become a Buddha, become a demon? Don’t forget your original intention, don’t be Shura.

The content of the second part is: My young girl, who picks three beautiful things in the mountains, and has a bright stone and a lush genus. She dies at the hands of evil spirits, and I also hate them. Thinking of the world, I am very evil in nature and have a deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood. I wish to repay the power of three lives and three lives one by one. To sacrifice my beloved daughter to the dead.

The handwriting of the two parts is completely incompatible. The first part is vigorous and powerful, obviously from a man's hand. The second part is very beautiful, obviously written by a woman.

When Xue Muyan took out the white silk just now, she brought out a small white bag and lay in a corner of the black sarcophagus. Xue Muyan picked up the small white bag and opened it. It was full of dry petals, broken in an incredible way.

The small bag was completely unfolded, and it was a handkerchief for a woman, as new as before and as white as snow.

A pair of swallows embroidered on the handkerchief, rubbing their faces, spreading their wings and flying high, lifelike.

Next to it is a five-character poem embroidered with light blue silk thread: Two swallows are double swallows, flying together is enviable. Suddenly, the wind and rain come, and the north and south are scattered. Lovesickness makes people grow old, and the past dreams appear. Life and death are inherently different, so it is difficult to stay together. I wish to be a one-hearted person, what I wish for in this life.

Xue Muyan sniffed and said, "I've been talking for a long time, and it's so tangy, and it's not sour. What does it mean on your white silk? Is this girl being raped by someone while picking flowers?"

Mu Changfeng looked at it for a long time and said, "The blood demon in the coffin should have been a kind and beautiful woman who was transformed into a blood demon and never did evil. I sealed it, right or wrong?"

Xue Muyan yelled and said, "What do you think?"

Mu Changfeng pondered for a long time and said, "Three years ago, I passed by the undead village. The village was full of innocent undead murdered by the blood demon a thousand years ago. Two years ago, I saw a corpse cave, which was filled with dry bones that were sucked away by the blood demon. Master said that no matter how kind the blood demon was during his lifetime, he would be completely destroyed after turning into a blood demon. The resentment in his bones drove them to do evil. There was no way to influence it and it was difficult to eliminate it. It was really an unpredictable disaster."

Xue Muyan said: "Since that's the case, what else are you in conflict with? You're doing it right."

Mu Changfeng always felt uneasy deep in his heart and was confused. He didn't know whether his uneasiness was because he violated his promise to the woman in white or because of his pity for the woman in the sarcophagus.

He sighed softly, gently put the sarcophagus on his sarcophagus, and said, "You died at the hands of evil spirits. Your life is very pitiful. I will never seal you. Please rest assured that in my lifetime, I will do my best to find a way to save you, help you reincarnate and become a human being, and live your life happily."

Xue Muyan said: "Didn't you just say that there is no way to save the blood demon?"

Mu Changfeng said: "The key point is not whether there is one or not, but whether I am looking for it."

Xue Muyan felt that Mu Changfeng was too kind and generous, but it was precisely because of this that Xue Muyan admired him and said, "You go to the Hidden Immortal Kingdom with me. If you save my life, the Queen Mother will definitely treat you well."

Mu Changfeng said: "It's a big deal, so why bother me. I'm in a hurry to go back to Yulong Pavilion. Thank you, Miss."

Xue Muyan has never been rejected since she was a child. She rushed up angrily, fed her and said, "Why are you ungrateful? I, I have a good impression of you, why do you have a cold attitude?"

Mu Changfeng said: "I don't like the girl's behavior."

Xue Muyan was angry and annoyed and said, "What's wrong with me? In terms of identity, I am a princess and aloof. In terms of appearance, I claim to be the best in the world. Who dares to say that I am the second in the world? I have taken all the benefits of women, why don't you like it?"

Mu Changfeng couldn't help but laugh and said, "I like gentle women."

Xue Muyan sneered and said, "What kind of gentleness or not is pretentious. This girl has a bad temper, which is called true temperament. What do you know?"

Mu Changfeng frowned slightly, ignored Xue Muyan, and gently pressed the black sarcophagus with both hands. The black sarcophagus then sank silently into the bottom of the lake.
Chapter completed!