"You will know soon..."

Before she finished speaking, her figure flashed and appeared in front of Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang in an instant.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Xi Yu's face, and a nearly pathological fascination appeared in her eyes.

"My Yu'er...you're finally...back..."

At the same time, a huge formation slowly emerged under the Xi family's ancestral home.

The core of the formation was actually the face of a young man - that face was exactly the same as when Cai’s father was young!

Cai Wenshuang opened her eyes wide in horror. She struggled desperately, but could not break free from the black chains.

"Dad...Dad!?"

The woman in purple let out a sharp laugh, and the laughter echoed in the empty underground palace like a howling ghost.

"Hahaha... have you seen it? This is the truth! You... are just chess pieces!"

At this moment, Xi Yu suddenly discovered that the tattoo on Cai’s father’s neck actually coincided with the pattern on the wedding book left by his mother!

Every line and every curve are tightly shaped, as if it was originally one!

"Boom--"

The imperial city began to shake violently, and huge cracks appeared on the ground, houses collapsed, palaces tilted, and the entire imperial city began to sink underground like the end of the world!

Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang were tightly tied together by black chains. They were swept up by this huge force, threw them into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

During the fall, a space-time crack suddenly appeared and swallowed them...

At the last moment when consciousness disappeared, Xi Yu saw Cai’s father standing in front of the huge formation and smiled relievedly at him.

The smile was warm and kind, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, dispelling all fear and anxiety.

"Let's go..."

Chapter 228 Chapter 232 Fractures go back to time, blood vessels appear

The cracks in time and space were like a hungry giant beast, devouring everything, and dragging Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang into endless darkness.

The wind was howling, the ears were filled with sharp thunderous whistling, and the body seemed to be torn apart and reorganized.

Xi Yu felt like a fallen leaf, floating in the endless chaos, helpless.

He subconsciously reached out his hand and grabbed Cai Wenshuang's wrist beside him. The cold touch made him feel a little relieved.

Suddenly, a little light appeared in the darkness, and the halo gradually expanded, eventually forming a blurred figure.

Xi Yu narrowed his eyes, and his figure became clearer and clearer, which turned out to be the way his mother looked when she was young!

Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she had a smile on her lips, as gentle as the warm spring sun.

"So... you are the first container to be selected..." Xi Yu murmured to himself, and a storm arose in his heart.

container?

What's the meaning?

What is the connection between mother and Tianji Pavilion?

For twenty years, he had always thought that Tianji Pavilion was founded by his father. Now it seems that the truth is far more complicated than he imagined.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The inconspicuous goat pendant on Cai Wen's neck suddenly emitted a dazzling light. The wood-carved goat seemed to come alive, stretching its limbs and turning into bronze chains, tightly wrapping Xi Yu and Cai Wen.

The chains were cold and biting, causing them to feel pain.

The bronze chain was pulled suddenly, and the two of them were dragged into an unknown space like kites with broken strings.

When they came to their senses, they found themselves in an antique room.

The carved beams and painted roads are simple and elegant, and this place is clearly the underground secret room of the ancestral home of the opera family!

In the middle of the room, an illusory figure was slowly putting on a young child with a jade pendant.

The young child's eyebrows were clear, and it was a young Xi Yu!

And that illusory figure was exactly what his mother looked like when she was young.

"Remember, when a blood twin appears, you must..." The mother of the opera voice was gentle and firm, but it came to an abrupt end at a critical moment.

Xi Yu's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

He tried hard to hear his mother's next words, but he could not hear them anyway.

Suddenly, the figure of the opera mother suddenly turned around, and her gentle face instantly became hideous and terrifying, and it looked like the woman in purple!

"You have tampered with the memory of twenty years!" Xi Yu roared, and the forbidden technique in his body burst out uncontrollably, and a powerful force surged out of him, impacting everything around him.

At this moment, a deafening roar came from the ground, and a huge black figure rushed out from the ground, with a huge resentment and murderous intent.

The figure couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel the terrifying pressure emitted by him.

"Xi Wujiang!" Xi Yu exclaimed, that was his father, Xi Wujiang's remnant soul!

Xi Wujiang's remnant soul let out a shrill roar and rushed towards Xi's mother's phantom. The huge black claws tore her body and completely swallowed her.

The secret room returned to peace, leaving only Xi Yu and Cai Wenshuang, as well as fragments scattered on the ground.

"Who is she?" Cai Wenshuang asked in a trembling voice.

Xi Yu was silent for a moment and said slowly: "She is...my mother."

He looked up at Cai Wenshuang with complicated eyes, "But, she is too..."

The dust settled, and the secret room was silent.

Xi Yu sat dejectedly on the ground, looking at the front with empty eyes, as if a sculpture that had lost its soul.

His mother, his beloved mother, had such a deep connection with a mysterious organization like Tianji Pavilion, which made him unacceptable for a moment.

Cai Wenshuang stood aside in shock. She subconsciously stroked the goat pendant on her neck, and a cold touch came from her fingertips.

The thrilling scene just now made her still feel scared.

The hideousness of the Mother's Phantom and the horror of the Mother's Remnant Soul were deeply imprinted in her mind and could not be removed.

Suddenly, Cai Wenshuang's eyes fell into the pile of fragments scattered on the ground.

She walked over, squatted down, and carefully pieced together the pieces.

The fragments were pieced together into a photo. The photo shows a young man and woman, handsome and gentle and charming man. The two hugged each other tightly, with happy smiles on their faces.

"This...this is..." Cai Wenshuang widened his eyes and looked at the man in the photo in disbelief.

That face and familiar eyebrows and eyes were exactly what her father looked like when he was young!

And the woman beside him was Xi Yu's mother.

"He is your real one..." Cai Wenshuang raised his head suddenly and looked at Xi Yu, but found that he was staring at him with complicated eyes.

Before she finished speaking, Xi Yu grabbed her wrist and pressed it on the altar left by Xi’s mother.

The cold altar touch made Cai Wen shudder. She struggled in horror, but found that she could not move.

The goat pendant emits a dazzling light, as if it resonates with the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene happened: the wood-carved goat actually automatically left the pendant, flew towards the groove in the center of the altar, and embedded it tightly.

Boom-

The altar made a low roar and the entire secret room began to vibrate violently.

Above the altar, a stone tablet slowly rose, with an ancient text engraved on it: "Twin bloodlines need to be led by the blood of first love."

"First love...love blood?" Cai Wenshuang murmured to himself, and an inexplicable uneasiness surged in his heart.

Xi Yu's eyes fell on the stone tablet, and his eyes became deep and complex.

He bit his fingertips without hesitation, and blood dripped down his fingertips, and bright red blood beads bloomed on the altar, like blooming Manzhu Shahua, charming and weird.

He grabbed Cai Wenshuang's hand, clasped his fingers and pressed his bloody fingers to her palm.

The two bloods blend together, emitting a strange light.

At this moment, the scene under the foundation of the Xijia ancestral home appeared again in the cracks in time and space.

A huge bronze lock appeared before them, with countless runes wrapped around the chains, flashing with a faint blue light, and emitting a suffocating pressure.

"This...what is this?" Cai Wenshuang's voice trembled.

Xi Yu did not answer. He stared at the huge bronze lock tightly. He suddenly pulled open his clothes, revealing a groove in his heart...

Rumble - the roar of the altar was like the roar of a giant beast, which made Cai Wen's eardrums buzz, and the stone walls of the secret room fell from the dust, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

The rising stone tablet, the ancient words circling in her mind like ghostly whispers.

"First love...love blood?" These words pricked her heart like needles, and the uneasy tide almost drowned her.

Xi Yu's movements were as rapid as lightning, without any hesitation.

He pulled open his clothes, revealing his strong chest, and a groove suddenly appeared in his heart, with a strange shape, like some kind of ancient totem.
To be continued...