Chapter 1397: It seems that this Sun and Moon Tower was built by him

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With the twist of the key, the closed door of the Sun Moon Tower slowly opened, and the light from the outside shone through the crack in the open door, illuminating some of the places, and you could see the bookshelves inside, which were full of books.

"Don't look at Ah Ling." Feng Zhuo saw Fu Ling looking inside, and said, "That's an illusion, the real first layer is not like this." ”

"I know." Fu Ling responded, then looked at Feng Zhuo and asked, "Go in directly?" ”

"Hmm."

"Please, two." The two elders who opened the gate gave way to Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo, urging them to hurry in.

Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo glanced at each other, and then entered the Sun Moon Tower together.

After the two entered, the door of the Sun and Moon Tower slammed shut, isolating the outside from the inside.

"I hope Ah Ling will be safe when he goes in." Ye Mingyuan looked at the Sun Moon Tower, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry.

Although Ye Mu didn't speak, it was not difficult to see that he was as worried as Ye Mingyuan.

Chasing Sun and Agaro are relatively calm, not that they are not worried, but they believe in Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo.

As for Bei Miao......

Bei Miao looked at the Sun Moon Tower, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

At first, he just looked at the external structure of the Sun and Moon Tower and felt familiar, so he couldn't help but be fascinated, and the more he looked, the more familiar Bei Miao felt, as if this Sun Moon Tower was built by him......

But as soon as this idea came out, Bei Miao couldn't help laughing.

How could it be that he built it?

He didn't have any spiritual power, how could he build the Sun and Moon Tower, which could even be trapped by the Realmless Cultivator as an elder?

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Oriental City.

After a night of pain, Ye Mingxuan, who seemed to have been dismantled and reorganized, finally woke up from his coma.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Ye Mingxuan saw the Oriental language.

Seeing Dongyu's face, Ye Mingxuan was a little dazed, was he still in a coma?

Otherwise, why did you see the Oriental language?

Dongyu obviously left......

Ye Mingxuan felt that he was still in a coma, but the terrible dream changed from covered in blood to Dongling......

Although he didn't know why he dreamed of Dongyu, Ye Mingxuan felt that this dream was much better than the previous dream, the previous dream felt terrible, the blood in the whole body was reversed, the body seemed to be about to burst, the pain was unbearable, that dream was too terrible, this dream didn't hurt.

Thinking like this, Ye Mingxuan stretched out his hand and wanted to poke Dongyu to see if Dongyu in his dream would talk to him, who knew that as soon as he raised his hand, the pain immediately spread, Ye Mingxuan couldn't help it and made a sound.

Dongyu heard the voice, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked down. When he saw Ye Mingxuan wake up, Dongyu's hanging heart finally landed, looked at Ye Mingxuan and asked, "Wake up, how do you feel?" ”

"It's not a dream?" Ye Mingxuan subconsciously asked.

When Dongyu heard this, he was angry: "What kind of dream do you dream? ”

"You almost died, you know?"

"We're so worried about you, you're actually dreaming?"

After listening to what Dongyu said, Ye Mingxuan was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, and said with a frown: "I dreamed that I shed a lot of blood, so when I woke up and saw you, I subconsciously thought that I was still dreaming......"

"You did bleed a lot." Dongyu remembered the picture he saw when he ran in when he heard the screams last night, and now he was shocked.

Yesterday they had been guarding outside, they wanted to wait for the morning to come in, who knew that after waiting for a long time, they heard Ye Mingxuan's screams, at that time she and Yuliu couldn't hold back, pushed open the door and came in to see, they saw that Ye Mingxuan's body was constantly spilling blood, dyed his clothes red, and he called the names of his relatives in pain, and gradually became a bloody person.