In the last second of consciousness, besides the rising white mist in front of my eyes, there was also Mu Ying's muffled roar.
Liang Meng was puzzled. What happened?
As the white light suddenly became brighter, Yun Xuchen hugged the unconscious Liang Meng and escaped in a panic from the yellow sand pouring down from the sky.
The cemetery is buried!
When Liang Meng woke up, it was already dark. The sky was pitch black, without a single star in sight.
The branches above his head were baring their fangs and claws in the darkness, making Liang Meng dizzy.
Just as he sat up, Liang Meng felt a strong dizziness that almost made him lie back down. He held his head with both hands, grimacing for a long time before he adjusted himself.
The crackling sound made Liang Meng turn around. It was a bonfire burning brightly. Next to the bonfire was a masked man... Chen Luo?
"Dust fall?"
This mask was a little different from the ones Chen Luo had worn before. Liang Meng was not quite sure and shouted out.
Chen Luo's body stiffened slightly, then recovered to normal in an instant. He nodded to Liang Meng and continued to fiddle with the bonfire.
Only then did Liang Meng see that there were some corns roasting on the campfire.
Still feeling a little dizzy, Liang Meng sat down to calm down, pulled off the robe covering his body, stood up shakily, walked to the campfire, and sat next to Chen Luo.
"Why are you here?"
His throat was dehydrated, and his voice was a little hoarse. Liang Meng swallowed his saliva. He looked around, but didn't see any water.
Liang Meng swallowed again.
"Save you."
"Save me? How do you know I'm in danger?"
Liang Meng coughed twice, her throat feeling dry. Chen Luo glanced at her, then pulled out a water bag and handed it to her.
Liang Meng rolled her eyes weakly at him.
You should have told me earlier that there was water. I'm dying of thirst.
Liang Meng tilted her head back and drank quickly. Some of the liquid flowed out from the corners of her lips, flowed down her fair neck, and finally disappeared into her collar.
Chen Luo saw this, and his Adam's apple moved unconsciously a few times. When Liang Meng looked over, he lowered his eyes calmly.
"I'm asking you, how do you know I'm in danger here?"
After drinking the water, Liang Meng felt alive again. He wiped the water stains on his lips with his sleeves, kicked Chen Luo with his toes, and asked again.
Chen Luo said nothing, but stretched out his arm and pulled up his sleeves.
"What...is this?"
A clear bloodstain flashed across Chenluo's fair wrist. Liang Meng's eyes widened as he raised his hand to touch it, but Chenluo flashed and dropped his sleeve.
"A spell."
"A spell? Is it related to me?"
Chen Luo nodded.
Liang Meng sighed, frowning slightly, his pale face showing annoyance. Talking to Chen Luo was really tiring.
If you say one more word, you'll die or something.
Liang Meng exhaled sharply through his nostrils, closed his eyes, and stopped asking questions.
Whatever happens, as long as you are not dead.
"for you."
The heat on her fingers faded away as soon as she touched them. Liang Meng opened her eyes and saw a steaming corn in front of her.
He was already hungry, and now there was delicious food in front of him. This was more difficult for our foodie master to resist than thousands of troops.
He swallowed, raised his head, and with a proud look of "I don't really want to eat it either", he stretched out two fingers and picked up the corn.
The next moment, the corn was in his mouth, and his expression was full of enjoyment.
"Ah, it's so delicious. I didn't expect that you have such a skill, Chenluo."
Chenluo ignored her. He was quiet, polite, and munching on corn.
cut!
Liang Meng rolled his eyes. He was trying to act like an aristocrat while eating corn.
When did Chen Luo become like Yun Xuchen, so fond of pretending! !
"By the way, what happened in Tomb City? You said you saved me, but where are the Lord of Tomb City and Ziruo?"
There were corn kernels on the corners of Liang Meng's lips, and her cheeks were bulging from eating.
"Buried."
There was no fluctuation in Chenluo's tone, but Liang Meng jumped up immediately after hearing it, and felt dizzy and almost fainted.
After holding his head for a while, Liang Meng bent down and looked at Chen Luo, who was eating calmly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"What did you say? What was buried?"
An answer was about to come out, but Liang Meng didn't want to believe it. He hadn't found the murderer who hurt Yue'er yet, so how could he be buried? Besides, the Lord of Yacheng, Zhuolin, was still in the Tomb City.
If he was buried with her, who would she ask for the key to the tomb?
"Tomb City." Chenluo looked at Liang Meng, emphasizing each word. "Buried."
With a thud, Liang Meng fell to the ground. The half-eaten corn in his hand fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and was covered with dust.
"Why... so sudden? Yue'er, Ziruo, and the city lord are still inside."
"Even if...even if, as Ziruo said, their lives were sealed before they were buried, but...but what about Yue'er? She, she was already so badly injured. How could she survive the seal?"
"Hey, Chenluo."
Liang Meng, already in a panic, kept muttering to himself, his ten fingers clenching and unclenching on his gown.
Suddenly, Liang Meng turned around and reached out to grab Chen Luo's sleeve. The trembling fingertips made Chen Luo frown slightly, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes under the mask.
"You said that since everyone in the Tomb City will be fine, then Yue'er... should be fine too."
"As long as...as long as we find the key to open the tomb city as Ziruo said, everyone will be saved, right?"
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