Chapter 1972
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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ye Qingtang wanted to find Mi, but she bumped into Ling Yan the moment she stepped out of the door.
"What's the matter?" Ye Qingtang looked at Ling Yan.
Ling Yan glanced at Ye Qingtang with a smile in his eyes. "Miss Ye, can you bring me to a place?"
"Now?" Ye Qingtang was stunned.
"Yes, right now."
"Where to?" Ye Qingtang knew that Ling Yan would not suddenly ask her to bring him somewhere if there was nothing important. Given Ling Yan's character, there must be a special reason.
"The Hall of Gloom," Ling Yan replied.
The Hall of Gloom?
Ye Qingtang was stunned.
That was not a very pleasant memory.
"Why do you want to go to the Hall of Gloom?" Ye Qingtang asked.
"Miss Ye will know when we reach the Hall of Gloom," Ling Yan said with a smile, not in a hurry to reveal the answer.
Ye Qingtang glanced at Ling Yan. Sometimes, she really wanted to slap this fellow.
But Ye Qingtang did not waste any time and brought Ling Yan into the Hall of Gloom.
The Hall of Gloom was dark, and only the flames hanging on the walls lit up a little.
"What do you want to do here?" Ye Qingtang looked at Ling Yan.
Ling Yan smiled. "May I invite Miss Ye to open the Tower of the Dead?"
"…" Ye Qingtang was speechless.
What exactly was Ling Yan up to?
Ye Qingtang did not know what Ling Yan wanted to do, but she still leaped up and took down a lamp.
When the lamp was taken down, the Hall of Gloom suddenly shook violently.
With a bang, endless black aura of death surged out from the mouth of the huge skeleton carved on the ground. In an instant, the endless aura of death interwove to form an illusory tower of the dead. At the top of the tower, an altar suddenly appeared.
"Miss Ye, you are very familiar with everything about the Temple of Shadows now." Ling Yan chuckled as he watched Ye Qingtang open the Tower of the Dead skillfully.
Ye Qingtang's lips twitched.
How could she not be familiar with it?
When Lady Ghost first opened the Tower of the Dead, she was as cold as ice and remembered it clearly.
"What exactly do you want to do? Don't tell me that you want me to pray for the dead at this time? "
"Of course not. Miss Ye, just follow me up the tower." Ling Yan did not say anything else and climbed up the Pagoda of the Dead.
Ye Qingtang had no choice but to grab Ling Yan's arm and jump to the top of the Pagoda of the Dead.
"Miss Ye," Ling Yan said with a smile.
"…" She wanted to kill him now.
"…" Ye Qingtang said. Ye Ling Yan 'Yan's Yan.
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"Miss Ye's interests are really unique. The Hall of Gloom is too cold and cheerless. If we were in your room, you would not be able to control yourself," Ling Yan said with a grin.
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Was it too late for her to throw him down now?
Ling Yan saw the "murderous intent" in Ye Qingtang's eyes and sensibly changed the topic. His gaze landed on the altar above the Tower of the Dead.
The altar had been there for a long time and was covered in dust. Ling Yan lifted his hand slowly and wiped away the dust on the altar.
As Ling Yan wiped it, she noticed that there was a circle in the center of the altar with the Undead Clan's incantations engraved on its edges.
When Ye Qingtang first ascended the pagoda, she was nervous and naturally did not notice this.
"What is this?" she asked curiously.
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