The spiritual power slid into the gap and slowly flowed into the coffin, and the light illuminated some corners.

The ice silk blue brocade fabric has a very good drooping feeling that tightly wraps the full body. If you die for seventy years, you can still be in such a state, which only means that the body has not rotted.

The spiritual energy covers the whole body like a stream of water, spreading little by little from the feet, and the waist, flat chest, wide shoulders, and a tall man.

In Chu Zhiyin's perception, he always believed that Zhang Zhenren was an old man, but from his upright figure, he might be a middle-aged man who maintained a good attitude.

Unfortunately, spiritual consciousness only has touch but cannot see through it, and cannot see the specific scene.

The glimmering light and golden color overwhelms the face, the skin is cold and elastic, the facial contour is smooth and not too much fat, the nose bridge is high and straight, the eyes and eyelashes are clear, and the hair is smooth and tough.

The body cannot be said to be not rotten, but is well preserved. If it were not for the cold and breathless body, Chu Zhiyin would think that what she had visited was a sleeping person.

Tianze wants to preserve the body in various ways, including frozen ones, spiritual ones nourished ones, searching for spiritual jade to make coffins, and taking pills.

So it is difficult for him to infer how this person kept his body from rotting. He can only say that he could eliminate the ice and jade coffin.

After confirming that someone is under the steps, Chu Zhiyin takes back his spiritual energy.

It seems that most of He Yao's words are true. There is no spiritual energy floating around the body, so naturally it will not be nourished by spiritual energy, nor will it be nourished by other souls.

The soul-catching should not be Zhang Zhenren, the problem is with the emperor.

If it is an emperor, you can guess the general reason.

I have been living in the world for many years and seeing that I am old and weak, I can't do anything to my heart. If I learn that some kind of evil technique can prolong my life, how can I cherish the death of a few people?

Then he asked He Yao to enter the palace not to help him investigate the soul-catching case, but to not meddle in other people's business.

Did He Yao know from the beginning that he asked her to go to the palace to cover up the matter, or was blinded?

It seems that I still have to listen to him, and I can't guess the answer.

Chu Zhiyin left the observatory and walked towards the resting palace. I don’t know if all the eaves of the palaces are too similar, unlike the observatory, which has obvious characteristics.

She spared a few turns and found that she was lost. She saw the pale pink palace maid costumes between the trees.

Looking for the past to ask for directions, the person behind him was the first to catch his eye.

It's An Yunqi.

His eyes lit up at first, and the next moment he wondered why she was here. With a palace maid in front of him, he could only keep his expression away, but his gaze still did not weaken.

Chu Zhiyin did not inform An Yunqi in advance that he had gone to the palace. He was already in a mess and didn't know how to deal with it. Now he suddenly ran into it and didn't know how to explain it.

Or don't explain, let An Yunqi misunderstand and wait for a crack between the two of them. Will it not be so painful to start the attack?

Chu Zhiyin's vision only fell on An Yunqi for a moment, just like looking at a stranger naturally.

An Yunqi frowned slightly, his expression becoming a little solemn.

He reached out to stop the palace maid and "disturb it."

An Yunqi felt a sudden heart, and he didn't know why Chu Zhiyin did this.

The palace maid was also a little surprised, but she also gave a slight salute.

Chu Zhiyin said: "How did you get to the Sui Yu Palace last year? I really want to get lost."

The palace maid knew that Sui Yu Hall was dedicated to guests. She did not dare to neglect her. After asking An Yun for instructions, she told her how she would go back in detail.

An Yunqi looked at the scene of the conversation between the two, and felt mixed feelings. When the marriage was approaching, he saw Chu Zhiyin not caring in public, but the closer he was, the silent change occurred in their relationship.

This change is like countless fine needles that are stuck on the bed and feels uncomfortable. He wishes she could speak it out, rather than ignore it.

He didn't know how to speak, and the hearts of the two seemed to be separated from something, and he couldn't break them.

An Yunqi regretted it a little. If he had known that Chu Zhiyin hadn't cared about it, he would have changed his plan in advance and not marry the princess.

Chu Zhiyin knew the route and thanked the palace maid. The palace maid bowed slightly, and at the same time signaled An Yunqi to continue moving forward.

An Yunqi hesitated a little and kept looking at Chu Zhiyin until the palace maid looked up at him.

The two passed by each other, but Chu Zhiyin looked at An Yunqi without looking at him.

An Yunqi's eyes were dim and his heart seemed to have suffered a sudden blow. Chu Zhiyin was his most important person, no one could match.

Grasp the wrist with your palm and stop.

Chu Zhiyin stood there in a daze, the temperature on his wrist was very obvious, and his heartbeat was like a drumbeat.

This is in the palace, in front of it is the palace maid led by the princess. Her identity is the strange person invited by the emperor.

How could two people who should have nothing to do with this?

What is An Yunqi doing!

She turned her head in shock and met An Yunqi's sad eyes, and her whole heart was tugged.

After all, it was her coldness and abnormality that attracted An Yunqi's attention, and the sourness spread from the tip of her heart to her whole body. Damn, she really cared about his reactions in every place.

Seeing that the palace maid was not hearing the steps behind him about to turn his head, Chu Zhiyin flashed his inspiration, pulled off the bead hairpin from his head, and said in a low voice, "Speak later."

Pulling his hand back, Chu Zhiyin showed a polite smile, "I didn't notice the bead hairpin fell off, thank you for the reminder."

An Yunqi's eyes were filled with light and he smiled: "It's okay, be careful next time."

The palace maid waited patiently in front of him, waiting for An Yunqi to follow.

As the episode was over, Chu Zhiyin sighed silently, ignoring An Yunqi's method could not be used, and his behavior was even bolder than her.

She was not afraid of abnormalities causing the princess to suspect her. If she didn't get married to him, how would she take revenge?

Returning to the palace dejectedly, she is now a person trapped in a swamp and cannot save herself no matter how hard she struggles.

Kill An Yunqi, break the nightmare, take He Yao back to Tianze, restore all memories, and practice in Tianze to overcome the tribulation and become a god again.

It is obviously an extremely correct way, why is it so difficult to make this decision?

The nightmare finally swallowed her up. She didn't know her trajectory, so she didn't know how long she would be.

Perhaps the time I spent with An Yunqi was short, so it was a stupid idea to give up returning to Tianze for this.

Is there really no way to achieve both ways? If An Yunqi is not an obsessed person, she can use half of her life to create the real An Yunqi and bring it back to Tianze.

But he just had an obsession. Isn’t her obsession cultivating immortals and becoming a god?
Chapter completed!