Tomb Robbery: The ancestor of Yiling was dug up

"Senior Sister has no fighting power, and she just lost Jin Zixuan. I don't know who planned to come to the Nightless Sky again. At that time, I also heard the sound of the flute. It wasn't my petition, but someone else was causing trouble. The resentment got out of control and hurt the senior sister, although the senior sister didn't blame me behind, but I couldn't forgive myself." Wei Wuxian recalled the scene on the day of Bu Yetian, it was really too painful, the dearest senior sister died in the In front of my eyes, I was going crazy.

"This is simply inhumane, ancestor, your life is too miserable, you are the worst person, you have lived in pain all your life, since you are here, then it will not happen again What happened." The fat man sighed, this horse riding is really miserable, okay?

"Then you. How did you die?" Wu Xie asked stammeringly. If he didn't die, how could he be in the coffin? He didn't believe this. It can't be a real ghost.

"Being killed by thousands of ghosts, what follows is what you saw. Now that the story is over, it's time to rest. It's not good to stay up late." Wei Wuxian stood up and shook the dust that didn't exist on his body, paving the way. Wrinkles that don't exist.

"Go to sleep first, Patriarch, I want to slow down and sleep in a while?" Wu Xie replied. Although he was only listening to the story, he felt extremely depressed in his heart. Unhappy, Wu Xie doesn't know what other people think, but this is how she feels now.

"Go to bed early." Zhang Qiling didn't say anything after three words popped out of his mouth. Maybe his emotions hadn't recovered yet. In fact, he felt that Wei Wuxian was too stupid to help others without asking for anything in return. It's not going well.

"Good night, Patriarch." The fat man followed suit. He had nothing to say about his strength, but why did he feel so unhappy? They were all those idiots. The more he wanted to travel through the past and beat them up, he would sweep them up with Gatling.

"Don't talk too late, if you have any questions, just ask Wen Ning." Wei Wuxian turned the petition in his hand, as if nothing happened, like a ghost but the back view made people feel sad.

"Okay, good night, young master." Wen Ning's pale face gradually showed a happy expression. Now the young master has many sincere friends. He hopes that the young master can let go of his knots, and I believe his sister thinks the same way.

"...Say something, it's so depressing." Wu Xie kicked the fat man, and hurriedly brought up a topic to make the atmosphere active. The fat man is usually active, but this time he was silent.

"Fatty, I can't do anything about it, but why am I so familiar with this story after listening to it? I seem to have read it somewhere." Fatty couldn't be active at this time, after all, the atmosphere was really too depressing, and he was so depressed. There is a stomach full of anger.

"Have you heard it? Where have you heard it? This is someone else's life, the world of comprehension! Although there are myths and stories, can this be compared? Can you still hear this?" Wu Xie glanced at the fat man, a little speechless, this story Just listen to it, they have never seen such a thing, and it is strange enough to have a party now, so how come they have heard of it.