Both worlds are like dreams

No one has cleaned this place for many years, and the front door has long been covered with fallen leaves. There have also been rumors of ghosts here, so no one has ever come near.

There are fallen leaves in front of the door and spider webs on the door. It is as desolate as it can be.

Snow Phoenix stepped on the fallen leaves, and the crackling sound seemed even more empty and desolate in this lonely cold palace.

Mo Yunchen glanced at her and said, "Remember you said you wanted me to bring you here to find out the truth about why those people were hunting you down? Why not do it now?"

"Do you have any clues?"

Mo Yunchen did not answer, but pushed open the heavy and dusty door. However, he seemed to feel that it was dirty, so he pushed it open with his scabbard.

But the dust still floated all over the ground, choking Xue Huang and causing her to cough. She quickly waved her sleeves to sweep it away, and her powerful inner strength immediately broke through the haze.

Then two people walked in.

The inside of the hall was no different from the last time she came, but there were many more footprints.

Because there was enough dust on the ground, the footprints were clearly visible and very messy, which showed that many people had been coming in and out of here during this period of time.

Xue Huang could roughly guess who they were, and knew that they all came for Bei Yuan's secret.

But this place has been abandoned for so many years, and it doesn't seem to have any secrets.

Mo Yunchen looked around and saw that Xue Huang didn't care at all, so he asked, "What did you find here last time?"

Xue Huang asked calmly, "Do you believe me when I say there is nothing?"

"Then it depends on whether you can lie to me."

Xue Huang smiled coldly, "What do you have that is worthy of my deceiving you?"

Mo Yunchen's eyes were slightly cold, "For example, the antidote you want most."

"You can use it to threaten me."

"You made this deal willingly, so how can you call it a threat?"

"I forgot, if you rank second in shamelessness, no one would dare to rank first."

Mo Yunchen was not angry at her indifference and ridicule. He smiled indifferently and said, "When it comes to scolding people, you are not much worse."

Xue Huang ignored him and turned to walk aside. She did come here last time to look for clues, but unfortunately, before she found anything, she was chased by those people and had to leave.

Now that I'm here, I might as well take another look.

But since someone has already searched here, if there really is something there, it would have been discovered long ago.

Xue Huang tapped the gem on her neck, hoping that the boy could give her some hints, but she didn't say a word, either because he couldn't communicate with her or didn't want to pay attention to her.

Maybe he hasn't recovered yet, Xuehuang thought to herself, and stopped asking.

She came to a dragon-shaped pillar nearby, where a piece of the gold brick on the ground was broken.

Moreover, it must have been smashed by a sharp weapon and has become warped.

Judging from the traces, they were left many years ago and are now full of dirt.

But Xue Huang seemed to have discovered something. She drew Qingshuang from her waist and turned over the brick.

But the color inside was not right. It was obviously stained with blood and had turned into a layer of black blood stains.

Xue Huang remained silent, she knew that this should be the trace left by the massacre that year.

So many people were killed here, the palace must have been a river of blood.

Xue Huang was in a trance for a moment, as if a layer of blood seemed to cover her eyes, and she seemed to hear the wailing here.

Screams one after another kept echoing in her ears, and she couldn't help but cover her ears.

And a blurry bloody picture seemed to appear in front of her eyes, as if many people died in front of her, and the hot red blood seemed to splash towards her.

She was startled and stepped back in a hurry, but was directly embraced by Mo Yunchen.

Mo Yunchen looked at her pale face, the cold sweat on her forehead, and her panicked and frightened expression, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you?"

Xue Huang did not answer. She struggled to push him away, turned around and ran out of the hall. The air here was so oppressive that she couldn't breathe.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the blue sky and white clouds.