Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

"No, you must follow me!" My attitude was very firm.

"Yeah, why bother you two? I don't know if there is any treasure in the dragon veins of the Qing Dynasty. Maybe the holy spring is also here! As long as there is a holy spring, then you don't have to die!" Wang Laodao was unwilling to give up. These two old men.

Nalan Rongbai echoed the sage Yin-Yang rarely, he coughed heavily. "This old thief is right. The two of us can no longer escort you. First, our bodies won't allow it. Second, if we leave, who will stop the Fucha family for you? We should have died a long time ago. Being able to live in this world for so many years is just waiting for your descendants, and now I am content. Let's go, leave us alone."

At this moment, Nalanhong showed his maturity and calmness in the face of danger, but his calmness is more like cold-blooded.He glanced back at Nalan Rongbai, walked over and gave the hundreds-year-old man a hug, and said to us calmly: "Let's go, don't let down the good intentions of the two seniors, they are right. , They can use their lives to buy us more time in their lifetime, which is also the best relief for them. Everyone lives for a belief, and their belief that they have always lived is Send us into the Dragon Vessel of the Qing Dynasty, and now that we're in, they can finally rest in peace, you don't understand, life is actually not a happy thing for them at all."

From behind came the curses of the Fucha family and the mob from outside again.

My mouse, Meihui, and Haiyue's eyes blurred, and we were reluctant to just leave the two old people behind.

"Go, you guys go, we two old men can still support them for a while, and we can drag a few backs when we are dying. I am satisfied! Are you old things?" The yin and yang sage pushed me and Meihui away. .

"Cough...cough...yes...you old thief, I didn't expect...cough...I really didn't expect that I, Nalan Rongbai, would fight side by side with you, an old thief in the end!" A kind smile to the Yin-Yang Saint. From this moment on, the two old men have resolved their grievances, but their lives will eventually come to an end.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that the poor Taoist would die here today. Well, this is also a good place, the Dragon Vessel of the Qing Dynasty, our sacred place full of people, the treasured place of geomantic omen! Haha..." The Yin-Yang Saint laughed loudly.

His body also began to change. I could clearly see that the white hair on the temples of this old Captain Mojin began to fall one by one. His eye sockets were sunken, and his nose began to collapse.I know that even if I insist on taking them with me, there is no way for them to be saved.Ever since Saint Yin Yang left Ninggu Pagoda, he didn't intend to go back alive, he had already planned to send Meihui and me into the Dragon Vessel of the Qing Dynasty with the last ounce of strength in his life.

With tears in my eyes, I shouted to everyone: "Go! Go! Go!"

The few of us who had just entered the bronze door of Ye He's crow totem were the Yin-Yang saints who closed the bronze door heavily on our back feet. I turned my head and took a look. thumbs up.

"Go! Don't let them down!" I sighed with tears in my eyes, pulled Meihui and kowtowed three times in the direction behind me.