How could Wanyan Yong feel at ease?
But just as he turned around, he was stopped by Meng Yue.
"No need to go."
The legend of the undead world shook his head:
"What you see is just a picture of the past."
"The real Wulinda Moyue has long since left the mortal world."
"What???" Wanyan Yong asked in confusion, "Didn't Yue'er get reborn a hundred years after I came to the world of the dead?"
"My journey through the world of the dead couldn't have taken more than a hundred years, right?"
In Wanyan Yong's heart, the time he and Wulinda Moyue missed was at most a few years.
Although Wulinda Moyue exudes the aura of a dark myth after his rebirth.
But shouldn't he become an immortal within a few years?
How could she not be in this world?
Little did they know.
Meng Yue told him one thing:
"It took you a thousand years to step out of the Eighteen Levels of Hell."
"You have missed a thousand years."
"Even the Undead Empire you founded has declined. The remaining Undead have all drifted to an island called Sakhalin."
"This... is impossible!!" How could Wan Yanyong possibly believe this?
But Meng Yue sighed:
“Ah~~~~!”
"Do you think I would lie to you?"
"Keep reading. On the Wangxiang Terrace, you'll find all the answers you want."
Wanyan Yong finally gave up and left, his gaze still fixed on Wangxiangtai.
But then, he saw a scene that was even more unacceptable.
After Wulindamoyue achieved the black myth, he returned to the old land of the Meng'an Mouke tribe.
But she found nothing.
"Where on earth did my Wanyan Yong go?"
"Has he already fallen???"
Wulinda Moyue was furious, and immediately caused an extremely strong destructive aura.
The entire old land of the Meng'an Mouke tribe was reduced to ruins due to landslides and cracks in the ground.
Wulinda Moyue left the old land of Meng'an Mouke tribe and searched the whole world for Wanyan Yong.
final.
She found the Undead Empire.
She also saw people she once knew.
Those who are still alive have never entered the world of mythology, and they are all extremely old.
Among them is Ye Liuli.
The maid never opened the coffin throughout her life.
She hid the two coffins in a deep mountain in the south.
This is the last memorial of Wanyan Yong and Wulinda Moyue, and Ye Liuli will naturally protect it for the rest of his life.
Ye Liuli, who was too old to walk, lay limply on the bed.
She whispered:
"Miss, the emperor...passed away not long ago because of his longing for you..."
"What???"
Wulinda Moyue was unwilling to believe this fact.
She exudes the dark power of her body and explores the whole world at all costs.
But he discovered that there was really no trace of Wanyan Yong in the whole world.
Even in the world of the dead, her aura explored in, but she still could not find Wanyan Yong's soul.
At that time, Wanyan Yong was in the eighteen levels of hell.
The Eighteen Levels of Hell are divine artifacts that can only be explored by gods.
Wulinda Moyue naturally couldn't find anything...
This missed time and space made her completely darker.
She hated God, why did he treat her like this!
She hated the earth, why did they have to be separated!
She wants to use her life to destroy all this injustice!
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