967 Chapter 966 of “The quick-traveling girl prepares to knock down the male protagonist”

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When he first died, his soul was incomplete, so that his entire spiritual consciousness was in a state of confusion. When he regained consciousness, he was already in a white jade coffin. To him, time was just quicksand between his fingers, never in his eyes or in his heart.

The moment he woke up, he discovered that the woman’s remnant soul had actually been reincarnated and transformed into another person.

It was obvious that she had transcended reincarnation and was not bound by life and death, but when they met again, they were both completely different. If the familiar fluctuations of the remaining soul hadn’t touched him, and if his deep hatred for her hadn’t awakened him from his slumber, maybe even he himself wouldn’t have known how long he would have been sleeping there.

It’s just that I never seemed to have thought about why his awakening, the fragments of his soul that were lost in the universe, and his stolen life chart were split in two, one part was stolen, and the other part still remained in his soul. Although it was still unstable, as if it would be taken away by someone the next moment, there seemed to be a weak and firm vitality on the life chart that was struggling to hold on for him, resisting that person’s call.

Until he woke up, the weak life force turned into the power of elements, gathering his newly awakened half-soul and the remaining life chart and imprinting them into his body.

It was also because of that vitality and his hatred for Han Wu that he could still find her location accurately even though his soul was unstable. Unfortunately, because of the weakness of his soul, every time he found the woman, it was also when the woman left. What was strange was that every time he would find the fragments of his lost soul in the world where the woman had stayed, and he could easily devour them and finally use them to repair his soul.

Except for Di Simo… that is the strongest soul among his souls.

As the power of his soul gradually became stronger, his accuracy in tracking the woman became higher and higher. Several times when he was about to catch Zhou Min, the trace of the real soul ‘Di Simo’ that was swallowed by him would appear to interfere with him, so that this time he decided to use all the gathered power to completely refine the consciousness that the real soul should not exist.

Unexpectedly, he underestimated Di Simo’s intentions for Zhou Min, his persistence and strength, and at the same time underestimated his own weakness.

Things went off track and an accident occurred, and this accident was – after losing his memory, he thought he was Han Jiuyou!

Because of hatred, he never thought deeply about the opportunity for him to wake up, but now the fragment on the mural suddenly presented it all before his eyes. At this moment, the turmoil in Yuzhu’s heart can be seen how terrifying it is.

“…Why…” The concubine stared blankly at the mural above, letting Zhou Min pull her to move, but she kept mumbling about confusions and entanglements that no one could ever answer for him.

“What are you talking about, Ayou?” Zhou Min looked at Han Jiuyou behind him, but his complex eyes fell on Zhou Min’s face. There were too many confusions in his eyes, but how could Zhou Min understand it now.

When Zhou Min and Han Jiuyou looked at each other, Mr. Jiang asked urgently because Zhou Min had been surprised about the origin of the jade coffin, “Master Zhou, since you can see that the owner of the tomb is a fellow of yours, then there are records in your Xuanmen about the story of the mural on the ear room.There seems to be no such magical and fantasy historical records in our history.I wonder if Master Zhou can provide us with clues for research. Is the story above true or a fabrication? If true, in what era did it happen?”

It’s no wonder that Mr. Jiang kept asking Zhou Min questions. The main reason is that the things recorded on the mural are too unbelievable and the jade coffin…

If it is indeed a real event, it would be of great discovery and research significance to history, because it means that there really is an unknown magical ancient country and this magical person like a god in a field, space and time that we don’t know about.

They were all people who had accepted materialist ideas since childhood, but from the time they discovered this ancient tomb to entering the cave in person, Zhou Min showed them things that were too subversive of the education they had received. The things and knowledge Zhou Min told them at this time were like an encyclopedia in a new field, impacting everyone’s recognition.

As for Zhou Min, who was in her own field, her calm and confident appearance made everyone ignore her age, making her involuntarily become everyone’s hope and backbone.

Just when Zhou Min was being pestered by Mr. Jiang and asking questions, An Jingyuan, who had been standing in the distance, seemed to be in a daze, pushed everyone away and ran towards the sapphire coffin like crazy.

Pulling out the dagger from his waist, he slashed open his palm without blinking an eye. He grabbed the red silk with his bloody hand, smiled surly and fascinated, looked at the red silk with longing eyes, and shouted, “My bride! My…”

Blood fell on the vines from the palms of the palms. The vines made a rustling sound as if they had encountered something terrible, and they all quickly retreated to the ground and entangled themselves at the bottom of the jade coffin. Everyone who heard the sound looked back, but they were shocked by this scene and were stunned in place!

The red silk was lifted up into the air, and the unfolded red silk was like the most beautiful sunset in midsummer. Everyone looked at this scene with wide-open eyes like wood carvings and clay sculptures, until the red silk flowed like the flowing wind and fell into the dust. Everyone’s attention was captured by the red silk.

Until An Jingyuan suddenly stabbed between the coffins with a bloody dagger.

“Crack!” The sound of the dagger being inserted into the jade coffin made everyone’s hearts tremble and their bodies tremble.

The moment the blood touched the jade coffin, strange traces appeared on the originally flawless coffin. Watching An Jingyuan insert the dagger into the jade stone accurately, the red silk was lifted in front of everyone, and the sapphire coffin was like a long-awaited bride who was finally lifted up, her true face revealed in a ‘shy’ way.

There is a light halo around the sapphire coffin, which is so beautiful and moist and translucent that it faintly reflects a blurry figure inside. Lying inside, it seems like a kind of quiet haze where time has stagnated…

“Brother!” Annan exclaimed and wanted to step forward, but was suddenly pulled by Yuan Haoyi behind him. His tone was rare and serious, “Don’t go there, something is wrong with An Jingyuan!”

“Squeak…squeak…” After An Jingyuan opened the red silk, he inserted the dagger into the jade and started. His pupils seemed to be surrounded by a layer of dark purple mist, and his whole person fell into madness. His expression seemed crazy and obsessed. He kept muttering those words in his mouth, but the movements of his hands did not stop and he started cutting.

The green and moist jade coffin was originally crystal clear and hard, but under this ordinary dagger, it was like being cut into tofu. Following the visible traces, a piece of jade in the shape of a coffin plate was about to be pried open and cut off.

“Creak!” A strange sound came out of the coffin again. The blurry figure inside obviously did not move at all, but Qi Huan’s heart suddenly jumped for some reason when he looked at the blurry image. It was almost instinctive and he subconsciously shouted in surprise, “Everyone, stay back!”