Your Majesty, don't look back. I am Your Majesty.

"Play? Who does the Queen want me to play?"

Yu Huaian asked tentatively.

Shen Mingyue said: "The monk you saw on the mural outside just now is called Yun Zijian, and his Buddhist name is "Kongjian". He is the only man that Queen Xiu has ever loved in her life."

"what?"

Yu Huaian said: "My Lady, can I refuse?"

"Do you want to marry Qingqing?"

Shen Mingyue asked back: "And Jian Li, humph, don't think that I can't see that you and her also..."

"Anyway, if you can help me with this, as a mother, I am willing to..."

Queen Mingyue's eyes were red as she spoke: "I am willing to hand these two precious daughters over to you and bless you from the bottom of my heart. Even after this, if you take them away from the imperial city and go to the ends of the earth, I will never stop you! After all, I have another second daughter, Qifeng."

Yu Huaian thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said:

"Let me try--"

"But I still say the same thing."

"Even if Queen Xiu wakes up, she may just want to see her lover. She will not join hands with you to do a great cause of changing the dynasty as you expect."

Inside the main tomb chamber.

Lu Miao, Lan Yun and Queen Mingyue, three high-level magicians, surrounded the golden coffin, formed seals with their hands, and performed the magic of resurrection!

call out!

The dazzling hexagonal star array lights up!

Then, strings of ancient and obscure inscriptions, like heavenly books, appeared in the void one after another!

The huge golden ancient coffin at the center of the magic circle seemed to be activated by a mysterious celestial force. It emitted a sacred and dazzling golden light, then soared into the air and floated above the magic circle!

"Quick! Lord Rain! Put the sandalwood box up there! Put it at the head of the coffin!

Shen Mingyue suddenly opened her eyes and said to the young man.

"Little Anzi"

Su Qingqing suddenly hugged the boy and asked with tears in her eyes, "Will anything happen?"

"It will work."

Yu Huaian kissed the little princess tenderly on the forehead: "Of course, Xiao Anzi will be fine."

"Okay! I believe you! But Xiao Anzi, listen to me too! If you die, I will die too!"

Su Qingqing choked up and said, "Did you hear that?"

"Princess you"

"Well, what can I say?"

Yu Huaian was inexplicably moved, and his nose felt a little sore. He was speechless and kissed the girl deeply on the cheek again.

Subsequently.

He used his extraordinary body skills to fly up, and in an instant, he appeared above the magic circle!

"Madam Xiu, no matter what the result is, Xiao Anzi respects your choice."

I muttered silently in my heart.

Yu Huaian reached out his hand and gently placed the sandalwood box, which contained something unknown, on the coffin lid.

However, there was no response!

The golden coffin was still bathed in the magic circle, floating in the air, and even the golden light emanating from it gradually weakened.

"Ah this"

"Is she unwilling to wake up, or is it because the person seeing her right now is not the one she loves?"

Seeing that this long-planned resurrection ceremony was about to fail, Yu Huaian was a little overwhelmed.

"Lord Yu! Now! You are Yun Zijian! Please try to say something that Queen Xiu wants to hear!"

Shen Mingyue also felt that the connection between the magic circle and the dormant demon spirit of Queen Xiu in the coffin had weakened. She looked anxious and even used the honorific "you" to address the young man.

"What do you want to hear?"

"What does she want to hear?"

"The lover's longing and calling for her?"

Yu Huaian thought for a moment, then closed his eyes, shook his arms, and said in the most passionate tone of his life:

"Rise again! My—love—!"

One word comes out.

The golden coffin suddenly glowed with golden light, as if it was wrapped in the sun!

at the same time.

In the Imperial Palace, under a dry well in an abandoned courtyard of the Zongwuyuan.

A strange man wearing an imperial robe, covered with poisonous sores, with a deformed body and looking like mud, suddenly crawled out of a pile of mud and gradually revealed a complete human form.

Then, he raised his ferocious face and looked at the night sky outside the well with fear:

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"It's back! I can feel it!"

"That woman who is even more weird than me is back!"

"Su Wudao! You useless bastard! Fuck you!"

Chapter 200: The Darkest Secret of the Dynasty Revealed!

"Abbot Kongshan! Why have we traveled for so long but still haven't reached Queen Xiu's tomb?"

"What on earth went wrong during this journey?"

"I want you to explain immediately!"

Emperor Xia was furious and glared at the abbot of Jintan Temple who was standing next to him with a worried look on his face.

"Your Majesty, I can't explain this clearly."

The old monk Kongshan, who is over 80 years old and one of the five great national masters, also looked confused. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha. Logically, I have been to this underground palace many times and know the route very well. However, at this moment, for some reason, every time we approach the turning point of the corridor of Queen Xiu's tomb, the surrounding terrain changes."

"Well, anyway, I think there must be something fishy going on here."

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment—"

The old monk Kongshan said solemnly, looking back at the group of bronze guardians covered in golden copper powder: "You have been guarding here for many years. Can you find anything unusual in this underground palace today?"

"Reporting to the abbot, we did not find anything unusual."

The old and frail guardian monk in the lead hesitantly said, "But if I must say, it seems like we have been going around in circles."

As soon as these words came out.

The surrounding court officials, guards, and several representatives of the folk martial arts world all looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

indeed.

From the time when everyone surrounded the emperor's dragon chariot and entered the underground palace to now.

Half an hour has passed!

Logically speaking, Wangchen Mountain, where the underground palace is located, is the smallest mountain near Jintan Temple. It should be possible to reach the location of the mausoleum in half an hour.

And now, after walking for so long, they haven’t even seen the door-sealing stone outside the tomb!

This only shows one problem

All the people present, including the Third-Rank Supreme State Guardian Grandmaster, Abbot Kongshan, and the Supreme Great Xia Emperor

They were all bewitched by some kind of trick!

The whole process was circling around the outer edge of the underground palace!

Feeling that the atmosphere in the underground palace was becoming increasingly strange, Emperor Xia Su Wudao's face was covered with sweat, and he hurriedly looked at his trusted servant beside him:

"Liu Jin! What do you think!"

"As the head of the East Factory who holds all the intelligence in the world, didn't you find anything?!"

"Your Majesty, I feel something is wrong."

Under the angry glare of his master, Liu Jin also looked unhappy and said in a trembling voice: "Perhaps it is just as the master said just now, we have been circling in the same place and have never entered the main tomb passage."

"Why on earth is this happening? And! There are so many of you, didn't you notice anything just now? Give me a reason quickly!"

Emperor Xia gritted his teeth and asked again.

"Well..." Liu Jin lowered his head, hesitating for a long time, and uttered two words: "It's hard to say."

"Fuck you! You little dog slave!"

Emperor Xia was furious. In front of everyone, he raised his broad and thick dragon palm and slapped the servant in the face with all his might!

A fierce palm wind carrying the breath of a true dragon struck Liu Jin, and he was filled with fear.

After a split second of weighing the pros and cons, he chose not to dodge or evade, but to close his eyes and endure it!

Snapped!

The crisp sound of slapping echoed throughout the underground palace.

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, the powerful supervisor who was rumored to have reached the realm of a third-grade grandmaster flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily against the stone wall!

The emperor was furious, shocking everyone in the world!

In an instant, the long corridor fell silent.

Even several senior monks from the Jintan Temple who had extraordinary concentration had moved expressions and were chanting Buddhist names in low voices.

"Useless things!"