Now Yue Qi could only smile wryly. If he had known the reason, he would have chased after them long ago, right? Why waste his time here for nothing?
"No, no!"
Wen Jiajia was Yan Qing's former "arch-nemesis"—a title she gave herself, of course. But with a woman's sensitive intuition, she always felt that Yan Qing wouldn't just sit idly by and wait to die.
"I think that brat will definitely find a way to give us a hint," Wen Jiajia said with great certainty.
After her reminder, Yue Qi seemed to have realized something as well.
So he quickly went to where Yan Qing had been sitting and started digging in the sand.
"bite--"
He dug out a small storage ring, and when he opened it, he found that it was the same storage ring that the Sun family had lost, which contained the body parts.
Sun Qiang was immediately overjoyed, "Wasn't this thing stolen by Mu Xiao?"
With this item, and the addition of two other ability users, Yue Qi and Wen Jiajia, he finally saw a glimmer of hope.
Yue Qi sighed, "It seems that this must have been left by Yan Qing."
Sun Qiang was extremely excited and began urging them to help quickly, "If you want to find your friend, then help me quickly open the Central Hell and find the Azure Dragon Coffin. When that happens, your friend will naturally appear."
Now that things have come to this, it seems the Sun family still has some secrets they haven't revealed.
However, Yue Qi didn't care anymore. He believed that whether it was the Sun family or the mysterious Mu Xiao, their ultimate goal was the same—the Azure Dragon Carrying the Coffin.
Yan Qing, wait for me, I'll be there to save you soon.
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Yan Qing didn't know how much time had passed; she seemed to have drifted off to sleep. When she woke up, her eyes gradually regained their ability to perceive light.
He waved his hand in front of his eyes, and his five fingers were clearly visible in the darkness. It seemed his eyesight had finally returned.
Yan Qing's first thought was to turn on her flashlight and see the message that she found unbelievable.
"Don't turn on the light—" Mu Xiao's voice came from beside her ear. Then, large hands descended from her head and slowly covered her eyes.
"No, don't turn on the light—"
For some reason, upon hearing that weak voice, Yan Qing instinctively put down the flashlight and instead tried to touch his hand.
"Mu Xiao, what's wrong with you?" This person seems a bit off.
As a result, her hand touched nothing; the moment it touched the other person's hand, that hand swiftly dodged away.
Yan Qing was even more puzzled. This person used to be so attached to her, but now he's changed a bit too quickly.
She was momentarily at a loss and instinctively put her hand back.
"Yan Qing, I have something to tell you—" Mu Xiao's hand was still covering her eyes, and she then realized that his once warm hand had somehow become icy cold.
The feel of his hands seemed different too. If he hadn't admitted it himself, Yan Qing wouldn't have been sure if he was Mu Xiao.
Mu Xiao paused for a moment before slowly saying, "Do you remember what I told you before? I am actually the true descendant of the King of Jinzhu Yelang. I wasn't lying to you. One of the purposes of my coming here is to lift the curse on my ancestors and thus end the tragic fate that has plagued my people for over two thousand years."
"Your clansmen?" Yan Qing unconsciously thought of the Sun family. "Could it be that you are also from the Sun clan?"
In the darkness, Mu Xiao seemed to give a bitter smile. "No, the Sun family has absolutely no connection with King Jinzhu Yelang. Their real purpose in coming here is simply for the Nine Dragons Coffin."
Yan Qing hadn't expected such a twist, but the Sun family's desperate efforts suggested they must have their reasons. If they were merely searching for treasure, Yan Qing didn't think any treasure could possibly make them risk their lives.
She didn't voice her suspicions directly, but Mu Xiao sensed them keenly.
"It's normal for you to have doubts. Not only you, but even I sometimes doubted myself along the way. Yan Qing, do you still remember those body parts wrapped in straw cloth?"
"Those body parts are actually the real body of King Jinzhu Yelang. There are a total of nine such body parts in the Nine Hells, which are suppressed in eight smaller hells, using the Nine Deaths Soul Suppression Curse as a medium, so that they can never be released for all eternity."
Mu Xiao's voice paused; he seemed somewhat weak. Yan Qing waited a while longer before hearing his voice again.
"Since the death of the king, our clan has been forced to migrate thousands of miles to the depths of the mountains in western Hunan, where we barely survived. However, for more than two thousand years, the Nine Deaths Suppressing Soul Curse has been a sword hanging over the heads of my people. No matter how hard we try, none of us can live past the age of thirty-five."
"Our ancestors made countless efforts to break the curse, and only today have we successfully found the king's tomb. Therefore, even if it means my destruction, this curse must be broken!"
Although his tone was extremely weak, the firmness in his words was undeniable.
For some reason, she still felt that Mu Xiao seemed more reliable than the Sun family members, even though she was currently being held hostage by him.
Good heavens, has she developed Stockholm syndrome? It's only been a short time, and she already thinks Mu Xiao is a good person?
No, Yan Qing, you have to calm down! Don't let yourself be tempted by beauty!
"Hehehe—" Mu Xiao seemed to have been possessed by some evil spirit, and he chuckled softly. This laugh made Yan Qing's little heart tremble again.
"Yan Qing—" he suddenly called out.
"Hey—what's wrong?" Yan Qing asked, somewhat confused.
“My name is not Mu Xiao. It’s just a name I picked up randomly. I’ll only tell you my name—remember, my real name is Chu Jiang.”
“Chu Jiang—” Yan Qing murmured, repeating the name. The name sounded so familiar! Had she heard it somewhere before? But in her twenty years of life, she had never met anyone named “Chu Jiang.”
"Chu Jiang? -- Do I know you?" Yan Qing couldn't explain why she had this feeling.
Mu Xiao—oh, no, it's Chu Jiang. He finally smiled this time. Yan Qing felt his hand gently pat her head before he spoke.
"Don't worry, you will see me in the not-too-distant future. — However, my time is running out, so you must listen carefully to what I'm about to say."
Yan Qing suddenly felt a huge sense of panic wash over her, and she couldn't help but grab Chu Jiang's arm.
"where are you going?!!"
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