"What...what Sword Bearer's Curse? I don't know what you are talking about."

Han Bing's expression changed slightly and he quickly denied it.

And her evasive eyes said it all.

"Are you going to lie to me again?"

Yang Fan's face darkened and he laughed angrily.

"I don't……"

Han Bing is still denying it.

At this moment, she raised her head and looked at Yang Fan with a firm expression.

"On the front of the first golden coffin, it was written: 'Use the body as a vessel, bury the vessel with the dead, and suppress the corpses.'"

"You little bitch, do you think I'm stupid, or do you think I can't understand those divine texts?"

Yang Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with Han Bing anymore, so he went straight to the point.

"Ah! You...you...you can actually understand those divine texts?"

Han Bing exclaimed, his eyes wide open in confusion.

Obviously.

She didn't expect that Yang Fan could actually understand these profound and obscure divine texts.

Oh My God!

How...can he understand these things?

"No more excuses?"

Yang Fan did not explain, but asked with a smile.

“…”

Han Bing's expression froze and he fell silent.

The atmosphere is somewhat dull and depressing.

Yang Fan didn't urge him, but just waited quietly.

A moment later.

Han Bing raised his head and looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan also looked at her.

"This is the mission of every generation of swordsmen in our Han family..."

Han Bing spoke softly, feeling indescribably complicated.

"Can't it be changed?"

Yang Fan asked.

He never believed in destiny.

If it was really destined, what would he say about the countless times he had to face death?

And what about him traveling from his original world to this world?

It can definitely change!

Of course you can!

"No……"

Han Bing shook his head slightly, his expression somewhat bitter.

Buzz!

Just as Yang Fan was about to speak again, a buzzing sound was heard.

The next moment.

The bronze altar below them lit up with a dazzling bronze light.

Yang Fan's face suddenly changed and he immediately soared into the sky.

Han Bing also left the bronze altar that was glowing with light under his feet.

"What did you say?"

Naoto Kobayashi and other powerful men from the Sakura Country flew over hurriedly.

Their expressions were also terrified.

although.

They are quite powerful, but this is not an ordinary place.

But it is an ancient and mysterious ancestral corpse land, where anything... can easily take their lives.

No one knows how to do it.

At this time, the light on the bronze altar gradually turned into the Chinese character "䃢".

The text is presented in the form of divine writing.

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it.

Ancestral Blood Altar·Bloodline Curse!

Yang Fan saw clearly the eight big characters on the bronze altar and suddenly turned his head to look at Han Bing.

The strong feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Could it be... Is this really going to be the place where he and this little girl say goodbye?

now.

Han Bing's expression was also quite ugly.

That kind of ugliness wasn't caused by being injured or pale, but...

"What's wrong?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but ask.

Han Bing raised his head and looked at Yang Fan without saying a word.

She raised her hand and tapped the bronze altar below lightly!

Buzz!

The eight large characters on the bronze altar immediately lit up with dazzling light.

After a moment, the bronze altar transformed into a mirror.

In the mirror, there is a gloomy and terrifying scene outside Youzhou City.

"here it is……"