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Deep in the Dayue Emperor Mausoleum under the night sky, a slight sound suddenly came from an ancient tomb.

The heavy wooden coffin lid slowly moved away, and a girl with tattered clothes sat up from it.

The girl's face was as bright as the rising moon, with soft and delicate contours, like a finely crafted work of art.

There was a natural innocence flowing between her eyebrows, and a hint of deep confusion.

Her long black hair fell on her shoulders, and the strands were like a waterfall pouring down at night, forming a sharp contrast with her pale cheeks with a faint pink blush.

Although she was wearing tattered ancient clothes, it did not diminish her fresh and refined temperament from the inside out.

Although the clothes were torn, the original splendor could still be seen. The complicated embroidery patterns and the pearl and jade fragments inlaid on the edges seemed to tell her once noble status.

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The girl was slender and as flexible as a spring willow.

Her wrist was hung with an old, worn silver bracelet, which contrasted with her pale wrist, adding a bit of historical precipitation.

Her feet were bare, and there was a string of strange marks on her ankles, like a mysterious symbol branded by fate.

Her eyes narrowed because she saw the light for the first time, and she had obviously not adapted to the light in this dim environment.

The girl's eyes were confused, and her pretty face was full of confusion and uneasiness.

"Where is this... Who am I..."

The girl whispered weakly.

She tried to stand up by holding the edge of the cold coffin, her body was slightly stiff, and when her fingers touched the patterns on the coffin, those marks seemed to evoke some fragments of memory in her subconscious, but they were as difficult to capture as quicksand.

The girl groped her way out of the coffin and staggered towards the cave wall, where mottled murals were hung, depicting the royal splendor and legends of the past.

Her fingertips gently brushed across the surface of the murals, and she seemed to be able to feel the emotional pulse of the characters in the paintings, but those stories were still unfamiliar to her.

On the other side, Ling Tian and Xuanyuan Jinghong were walking out of the secret room where the altar was located. Xuanyuan Jinghong, who was wearing the red agate ring, was still trying to take it off.

"Wait, there are other movements here."

Xuanyuan Jinghong's movements paused, and she suddenly became alert. She keenly captured the faint movement coming from afar.

Hearing this, Ling Tian immediately restrained his tenderness and affection just now, and his eyes became as sharp as an eagle.

He looked around and wondered, "Where is this..."

"Could it be that she woke up early?"

The two walked along the stone steps into the imperial mausoleum, passed through the winding passage, and finally came to the door of an old tomb.

Pushing the door open, they saw the girl walking out of the coffin.

Ling Tian's mouth twitched, thinking: It's true!

In the original book, the girl was rescued by Ye Fei and didn't wake up until Ye Fei was about to leave Zhongzhou.

But here, not only did she wake up, and it was much earlier.

The identity of this girl is really extraordinary.

She is the last royal family of Dayue Dynasty, and the first female emperor in the countless dynasties in Zhongzhou in history.

If she had not taken Zhongzhou's peace as her own responsibility and desperately drove those demons into the Endless Sea, I am afraid that the once invincible Dayue Dynasty would not have fallen.

But in contrast, the people of Zhongzhou would not be as peaceful and harmonious as they are now, but would live in dire straits.

The girl noticed someone coming in, and immediately took a few steps back nervously, folded her arms, and stared at them warily.

"Girl, don't be afraid." Ling Tian's soft voice broke the silence of the tomb.

He approached slowly, trying to make himself look less threatening, "You just woke up from the coffin, don't you remember who you are?"

"How do you know?" Xuanyuan Jinghong looked at Ling Tian in surprise, "Do you know something? Tell me!"

Ling Tian rolled his eyes, it's really hard for you, it's almost the way, you finally noticed it.

"Look around, the door is closed, the coffin is open, she didn't just wake up from the coffin, what else could it be?"

Xuanyuan Jinghong was speechless.

The girl looked at the two people in front of her, especially Ling Tian, ​​his eyes were warm and firm, giving her an inexplicable sense of security.

"I don't know... I just feel very scared and confused."

She answered with a trembling voice, her eyes full of help.

Xuanyuan Jinghong took a few steps forward, handed over a clean cloth with concern, and said softly: "Wipe your face first, maybe you can remember something when you wake up 0..."

The girl hesitated for a moment, slowly raised her clear but confused eyes, stared at the cloth in her hand, her fingertips trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress some strong impulse in her heart.

At this moment, a strange force instantly erupted from her body, her pupils suddenly contracted, and the breath around her suddenly became cold and fierce.

Wait——

Ling Tian saw that something was wrong and was about to stop her, but the girl had already moved like a gust of wind before he finished speaking.

She clenched her fist, and a green light condensed in her palm, rushing straight towards the unprepared Xuanyuan Jinghong.

Ling Tian's figure flashed, and in a flash he blocked in front of Xuanyuan Jinghong, and only heard the air making a deafening explosion under the force of his rapid fist.

Be careful!

Ling Tian shouted loudly and took the girl's attack. The shock wave spread in the narrow space, the dust in the tomb flew up instantly, and the reliefs on the stone wall peeled off in the vibration.

The girl's strength was extraordinary. Her body spun in mid-air, followed by another fierce kick.

However, Ling Tian cleverly removed the opponent's attack and grabbed the girl's wrist. His eyes were firm and calm, and his movements were precise without any superfluousness. He not only protected Xuanyuan Jinghong from harm, but also, and successfully controlled the out-of-control girl.

With the last struggle, the girl finally ran out of strength, her eyes gradually blurred, and her body fell softly to 1.1 Lingtian.

Lingtian held her waist in time and let her land gently. At this moment, the girl had completely lost consciousness.

What happened? How could she suddenly... Xuanyuan Jinghong shook off the dust on his body, shocked and more worried.

Lingtian helped the unconscious girl up, checked her pulse and breath, and then frowned and said: It seems that she was running wild due to some strong stimulation. We need to find out the reason as soon as possible, otherwise this situation may happen again at any time.

The two worked together to place the girl on a relatively flat stone platform. Lingtian took out the healing pill he carried with him and carefully fed it into the girl's mouth.

As the pill slowly dissolved, the girl's face gradually regained some redness. Although she was still not awake, at least the crisis was temporarily resolved.