Chapter 1387: the truth

Xue Yilan naturally followed, and then froze!
A coffin hangs on the cliff in front!
The coffin was black, dark and dull. Hanging there alone, there was a feeling of loneliness and vicissitudes.
Here is no dead place, no trace of human activity, how can there be such a coffin out of thin air? Who will be in the coffin?
Ning Xuemo's eyes also stared at the coffin, and she was quite sure that the inexplicable call came from the coffin, making her heart tighten for a while.
Her hands and feet were cold, her legs were stiff, and she didn't have the courage to rush.
Xue Yilan's eyes also fell on the coffin, her eyes narrowed slightly!
Soul Coffin!
The coffin, which can't see any material, is actually coagulated by ancient forbidden soul technique!
The coffin coagulated by this soul technique can keep the corpse inside from rot for thousands of years.
However, this soul technique also has a characteristic. Although this coffin can preserve the corpse, it can also cast a spell on the owner of the corpse inside.
The person who is installed inside has withstood the wind and rain for thousands of years, and his soul cannot be reborn. Even if he is reborn, his destiny will be terrible ...
All kinds of bad luck, all kinds of bad times, generally do not end well.
The fingers in Xueyi Lan's sleeve suddenly shook slightly.
In his impression, there are not many people who can use this spell, which is the secret of their demon world, and it must be achieved by the skill of the third order or higher.
And in the demon world, only three people reached this skill at that time.
-Himself, Xueyi Mo, Mozu.
Xue Yilan looked at Ning Xuemo around her, and suddenly a kind of bad premonition rose in her heart!
She is the reincarnation of Xueyi Mo, and the life of Tiansha Lone Star.
Is this coffin actually the Xueyi Mo he has been hard to find these years ... the body?
Who killed Xueyi Mo and sealed it with this spell?
Who would hate her so much?
After he was sealed that year, what happened afterwards that led to Xueyi Mo's death?
He stared at the coffin with a dead eye, unable to move for a moment. Thousands of thoughts went crazy in his head, and his hands and feet were all cold.
He watched Ning Xuemo step forward as if summoned, could not help but pale, opened his mouth as if to say something, but did not say.
There may be the truth that he had been searching for.
But now, his beloved finally managed to return to his side. He just wanted to grasp the present, and did not want to explore the truth of the past ...
If Ning Xuemo knew the exact truth of the year, she would only be afraid--
Xue Yilan didn't dare to think anymore!
that's it! that's it! It's calling itself!
Ning Xuemo's heart twitched and pulled Xue Yilan's arm: "Langshan, let's go and see!"
As soon as she turned her head, she saw that Xue Yilan's face was not ordinary pale, and his gaze was on the coffin as if sad and happy, and fear and expectation. There was sweat on the forehead like a white jade, an unprecedented look strange……
"What are you ...?" Ning Xuemo was surprised.
Xue Yilan's arm was stiff, her eyes changed fiercely, and she finally focused on Ning Xuemo's face: "Momo, do you want to change the fate of your lonely star?"
Ning Xuemo nodded: "Think!"
Xue Yilan closed her eyes slightly: "OK! Let's go and see!"