Chapter 1779: Where is the tomb?

Fortunately, this yard has already set up an enchantment. Even if all the houses are collapsed, no one will find it.
However, Yun Tianyi’s anger is too horrible, just like dismantling the entire Jurassic continent.
The rabbit swallowed a mouthful of water and barely raised the courage to persuade: "Sacred, you... don't be too sad. At least, at least Miss An Lingyue also left you a young master and a young lady. I believe that the young master and the young lady must still Live, otherwise the high priest will not ruin the Nalan family, but also set a seal for the woman's memory. He...he is not afraid of people finding the young master and the young lady?"
Yun Tianyi closed his eyes and slowly spit out a breath. When he opened again, the low voice brought Sen Han’s killing. "Wei Zixi, I don’t care what you want to do, but if you dare to move me Yuntianyi Children, I will make you regret your life!"
He glanced at Nalan’s linger in a cold, and suddenly he waved his hand.
The Nalan language rins in the original coma soon woke up.
She glanced around and looked down at Yun Tianyi. She suddenly took a breath and her eyes straightened.
Yun Tianyi is extremely handsome, because when he was young, he was promoted to a monk, so his appearance always stayed at the man's most attractive twenty-seven.
Moreover, he is the sacred sage of the Divine Realm. The status identity is unmatched by hundreds of millions of creatures between heaven and earth, so the body naturally carries the luxury and charm that people look up to.
Therefore, when Nalan language saw Yun Tianyi, although she had fear of the strong in her heart, she could not help but slobber.
But soon, she reacted, the man in front of me, is it... Is it the of Nalan Tunxi?
With this in mind, Nalan Rong really sees the similarities between the man’s eyebrows and the embarrassment of revealing the truth.
Her whole person trembled with hatred, and couldn't believe it. The sultry sorrow of Nalan Tunxi would be such a great man. And her own, but only Nalan Zhengze that is not allowed on the table?
Nalan Rong took a deep breath and told herself over and over again that Nalan Tunxi was dead. Now she is Nalan Tunxi, and this embarrassment belongs to her.
Thinking about it, Nalan’s face immediately accumulated tears and cried to Yun Tianyi:
You...you are me right? My mother told me that Nalan Zhengze is not my relative. I also said that my biological father will come to me one day. Hey, you came to me, right? I am Tunxi! It’s your daughter!

Say, Naran’s whole person jumped out of bed and rushed toward Yun Tianyi.
However, the sound of "砰", her whole person liked to hit an invisible passport, fell heavily on the ground, fell into a halo.
The rabbit laughed and coughed a bit: "The Holy Lord does not like others to approach her, even if the relatives are the same, you sit and talk, the Holy One has something to ask you."
Yun Tianyi looked at her coldly. "You said that Anling is dead? How did she die?"
Nalan’s face was resentful, but in the face of Yun Tianyi’s coldness, she dared to make it. She had to say the answer just once.
"Where is her... where is the tomb?" Yun Tianyi asked again.
This time, Nalan language was stunned. She tried desperately, but she couldn’t think of it. How was it buried after Anling’s death? How was it buried?