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That was not Meng Shiheng, not Meng Cangyun's mother emperor. Even though it was clearly the corpse of the late emperor, since the corpse was brought here by Meng Shiyue, it means that she has been used by Meng Shiyue now and is no longer their mother emperor!

I can only say that it is too rational to not return to the world. At this time, he woke up the dreamer with just one word.

The corpses here, no matter who they were during their lifetime, at least now they are Meng Shiyue’s things.

That’s right, it’s the tool that Meng Shiyue needs to use in order to achieve what purpose!

Meng Cangyun's complex vision moved away from Meng Shiheng's still intact face, feeling that not only the four seas were not returning to hug her, but even Qiqi held her hand tightly. Suddenly, her suppressed heart slowly let go.

The queen mother is dead. Now she has a husband, daughter, son-in-law, a few godsons, and even a granddaughter. She has too many. As for what she has lost, there is no need to remember again.

When I opened my eyes again, the cold light in my eyes was enough to freeze everything in front of me into pairs.

Meng Shiyue dared to bring her mother's body here, and even planned to use it to do something. She would definitely not let her go if she despises the majesty of the Dream Clan so much!

"Then are these... also related to the Meng royal family?" After Meng Cangyun's emotions stabilized, Chu Xuanchi, who was walking in front of them, asked.

Looking up, Meng Cangyun pursed her thin lips tightly and said lightly, "This An Ningjun is the cousin of Meng Shiyue and Cangyun, and the mother of Princess Feiyang in the palace today. This Shuntaijun is Meng Yinian's mother."

After going over again, looking at the vivid corpse inside, he said in a deep voice: "This is Meng Xiyao, the regent of the previous dynasty, and Meng Shiyue's biological mother and Cang Yunca's sister."

Everyone felt cold, but they didn't expect that Meng Shiyue would not even let her mother go. She even brought the corpse here after she died, making the soul uneasy.

Regardless of whether there is a soul in this world, at least it is a disrespect to our ancestors.

"This crystal pillar should have an entrance." He passed by everyone overnight and continued to observe himself along the crystal pillar.

There must be an entrance, otherwise these corpses would not be able to be brought into it. However, the crystal pillar was built so perfectly and exquisitely, and it was not easy to find the entrance.

Everyone walked about ten steps along the crystal pillar, and He Lianxia finally stopped.

As soon as he stopped, everyone seemed to see hope. He Lianye was the best at designing the hidden weapons of the mechanism.

As expected, He Lianye quickly found the entrance to the crystal pillar. I wonder if it was determined that ordinary people would not be able to come here through layers of mechanisms, but the entrance to the crystal pillar was easily opened by He Lianye.

The smooth crystal in front of him slowly opened, so as to avoid accidents, everyone subconsciously avoided both sides when the stone door opened, just in case there was any hidden weapon inside.

But just like the gate of the crystal stone fortress outside, after the stone door was opened, except for the darkness, there was only a gloomy and dead aura left.

"Ye Mingzhu lends me some use." He Lianye took Ye Mingzhu from Qiqi's hand, glanced inside, and saw nothing unusual, so he led everyone into it.

In the huge crystal pillar, there was nothing in it except an altar made of thousand-year-old cold jade in the middle.

However, after entering, the figures of the corpses could be seen more clearly. They were trapped in the exquisite transparent crystal coffin, not knowing what was inside that could keep each corpse vividly.

Looking at the round altar on the ground in front of you, it looks no different from the places where ordinary people use to meditate and practice. Does Meng Shiyue come here every month to practice here?

In this way, these corpses and the black magnets all over the surroundings were used for her to practice magic skills?

"How about not coming?" Meng Cangyun felt a gust of heat rising from the Sihai Bugui around him, and asked hurriedly.

"It seems... something is surging." But after just a moment of coming in, a little sweat had appeared on Sihai Bugui's forehead, and even his face was covered with a faint blush.

"Chu'er..."

Meng Cangyun's call had just sounded, and Mu Chu had already strided over and held the pulse of his wrist on the four seas.

Everyone's eyes were on Mu Chu, afraid that there would be something unexpected happening in the world. Although it seemed that his condition was OK now, but he was injured by Tiansha, so how could he get better so easily?

Mu Chu took his pulse carefully for a moment, but the two thick sword eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and even there was a slight shock in his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Chu Dingbei couldn't help it anymore. He held up his sleeve and wiped away the fine sweat that appeared on his forehead for no reason. He looked at Mu Chu and asked anxiously: "How is my master? Are you tired?"

Mu Chu looked at everyone for a moment, and suddenly looked at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the world.

Seeing that the fine sweat on his face was still oozing out, he asked warmly: "Do you feel like there is a heat in your belly, spreading everywhere in your body, and the injured tendons and veins on your body are also constantly heating up, and there is a tendency to get hotter and hotter?"

Sihai Bugui took a deep breath before meeting his gaze and nodding.

"Achu, what is the situation with my queen? Is the breath here too weird that he can't stand it?" Qiqi also asked hurriedly.

Mu Chu looked at her and pondered for a moment before saying, "The breath here is indeed strange, but the Queen Mother cannot bear it, but... her injuries are getting better quickly."

"Xuanhui...what does this mean?" Chu Dingbei scratched his arms and back, and for some reason, his body suddenly itched, but he still looked at Mu Chu and said anxiously: "But my master doesn't look good. Look at his face, how red is it."

"Your face is also very red." Qiqi pointed at him, looking at the world of Bugui, why did the two of them become more and more rosy?

After she mentioned this, everyone noticed that even Chu Dingbei's face turned red.

In fact, this kind of rosy is not pathological, but looks very healthy. It is just because people are exposed to heat and their faces are generally slightly abnormal, but they don’t seem to be burning.

Looking at Chu Dingbei again, in this cold crystal pillar, he was sweating like his father, and even kept grabbing him behind his back...

"What are you doing?" Qiqi walked over, not knowing what flashed in his heart. He just felt that everything was too strange. It seemed that the answer was right in front of him. He took Chu Dingbei's hand that was grabbing behind her back. She said, "Don't move, let me see your injuries."

"What do you do when I see my injury? You should look at my master first." His injury was not treated when he was injured, and it doesn't make much sense to deal with it now.

What's more, he suffered only flesh and blood injuries, and he would heal soon, but the master is different. He suffered all internal organs.

Qiqi ignored him, looked back at Mu Chu, and walked over. Regardless of Chu Dingbei's resistance, his palm fell on his shoulder. He pulled it off, and instantly pulled off his dirty, broken and blood-stained prison clothes.

I saw that the whip marks on Chu Dingbei's broad and strong back, which should have been bloody and bloody, had already been scarred and hard scabs, and they were clearly about to get better.

"How could this happen?" Qiqi couldn't help but reach out to touch the scar on his back.

"What are you doing?" Chu Dingbei felt that his back was itchy and wanted to reach out to grab it, but Mu Chu and Qiqi pulled his hand down.

What's so good about being covered in scars? This witch dares to say that he looks ugly, and see that he slapped her out with one slap!

Qiqi ignored his thoughts, pushed him hard, turned his back and showed it in front of everyone.

Now, everyone can see clearly.

The wound on Prince Bei's body is healing with a magical degree. The wound that he suffered today has not even passed twelve hours and has become a hard scar. When the hard scar falls, the wound should be healed.

Now he will itch, it must be because the wound heals too quickly. Usually, when the wound is about to heal, it will always itch for a while.

"Don't catch it, if it is scratched, it will leave scars." Qiqi pulled his hand down for him again.

Take out a bottle of medicine from the bracelet, then take out a clean tissue, clean the wounds behind him casually, and then apply the medicine on his head.

The environment does not allow it, and there are no such good conditions to let her clean up his wounds carefully, so she can only do this first.

Fortunately, after applying the medicine, Chu Dingbei immediately felt a coolness on his back, and the itchy feeling suddenly dissipated a lot. After a while, he could finally bear it.

He let out a breath, turned around and looked at Qiqi, wanting to thank him, but immediately remembered the situation of not returning from all over the world. He was anxious and could only put the matter of thanking him aside.

Seeing that the world was not returning, he was sweating like himself, and he could hardly stand still.

"The breath here is very strange, but I think it would be a great thing if I meditate here." No one noticed that even Meng Cangyun's face was covered with sweat. She supported the world and walked slowly towards the altar made of cold jade made of thousands of years.

Let Sihai Bugui sit cross-legged on his head, and she also sat down in front of him, picked up his big palm and pressed it against his four palms. Meng Cangyun turned his head and looked at Chu Xuanchi, and said calmly: "I can't explain the weirdness here for a while, but I'm sure this place will definitely benefit the recovery of injured tendons and veins and skills."

It was just because there was a ball of heat surging and expanding in her abdomen. In order to save Sihai Bugui, she suffered internal injuries and her breath was a bit chaotic and weak. But at this time, she calmed down for a moment and immediately felt that she was breathing much smoother.

For people like her who have been practicing quietly in the same place for twenty years, she is particularly sensitive to what way to practice martial arts can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Although the crystal pillar was filled with a cold breath and the corpses around it made people feel extremely depressed, as long as they could cure the world's no return, she could barely calm herself down.
Chapter completed!