Ye Shu's brows dropped, and there seemed to be a layer of sadness: "After all, his parents were seriously injured because of saving me. After all, the Hou Mansion was defeated because of me, and his obsession with revival is partly because of me."

Since Mrs. Lin asked me to take good care of him before she died, I have to do something for him."

Balian felt a little strange. What he meant by his words was that he had a deep resentment towards the Lin family and his wife.

Ye Shu slowly exhaled and said: "Please forgive me, I brought you into the mirror without the slightest intention of harming you. I just ask Mr. Si Chen to help me complete one thing."

"What's the matter?"

Ye Shu turned his gaze away and looked at the land of the Crouching Dragon, and said: "When the Dark Dragon wakes up, these bones and skeletons will turn into dust. My mother's skull is the main formation of this underground palace."

The bones are held in the Dragon Vein Bone Bridge. Mr. Si Chen possesses the Yin Jade, and he can summon my mother's skull without damaging his soul."

"I'm sorry for my parents, they have worked so hard to give birth to me. Please help me, sir, to let my mother rest in peace!"

We are close to you by flesh and blood, and we wish to be with you forever.

In the final analysis, Ye Shu's purpose of putting aside his dignity and becoming a slave was actually simpler and more pure than Lin Zheng's.

Bai Lian's hand holding the flute tightened slightly. For some reason, listening to the heavy sadness hidden in Ye Shu's faint request, a kind of empathetic melancholy gradually rose in his heart.

.

He was silent for a while, and finally said slowly: "Where do you want me to bury her?"

Ye Shu was startled, as if he didn't expect that he had thought so far. This made him feel a rare kindness. A faint but sincere smile appeared on his lips: "Above the Nanqiu, by the Baixi River

, that’s where my grandma and dad first met, and she loved that place.”

"……good."

…

…

The dragon vein bone bridge that Ye Shukou mentioned falls right under the giant dragon's head, like a white bone collar that restrains the black dragon's neck, passing around the neck.

Every skull here emits immortal soul fire, which is a symbol of being cursed and never resting in peace.

There are thousands of skulls here, and they are the skulls of the Demon Sect's sinners throughout the ages. It is extremely difficult to find one person's skull among them, but Ye Shu found his mother's skull in the short time he left just now.

This shows how deep and intense his love for his mother is.

Feng Ju was determined to use the skull of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect to balance Ye Shu, so he rejected Ye Shu's request in every possible way. It is estimated that even Feng Ju never thought that Ye Shu could really find himself among millions of people.

Of close relatives.

Baili'an stood on a piece of cold dragon scales, and the sound of the jade flute on his lips began to sob. It was a spiritual evocation song commonly used by mortal monks.

Under the guidance of Ye Shu's blood, a skull loosened from the bridge and floated over.

Ye Shu stared at the skull intently, and couldn't help but feel his throat tightening. His pale expression was like a newborn animal, full of hope, and his indifferent and indifferent face like a puppet seemed to be injected with life, little by little.

The earth came to life.

He carefully hugged the skull tightly, like a treasure, and held it tightly for a long time, as if he was trying to find a trace of warmth that he had missed for a long time in that cold skull.

Without saying a word, he knelt on the dragon's back, his shoulders trembling slightly, because he was extremely thin due to his birth, and the back of his neck bones clearly protruded into a pitiful arc.

Bai Lian thought he would cry, but Ye Shu was always as quiet as ever. Even though he was deeply sad, he was still a calm person.

After a long time, he stood up, and placed the skull in Bailian's hands, saying in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, really... thank you."

Parian knew what a heavy weight he had given to this small skull. For someone he had known for only a few days to hand over such an important thing to him, the trust contained in it was naturally self-evident.

He carefully collected the skull and asked, "What is your mother's name? I can help you build a monument for her."

Balian couldn't see, so at this moment he didn't notice the fragile and helpless look in Ye Shu's eyes. His throat rolled softly and he whispered: "No need, it's just a common name, so why bother."

But Balian was particularly confused because he could feel that Ye Shu was very concerned and had complicated emotions.

But his reason and self-cultivation prevented him from asking these questions deeply.

"Feng Ju set up a life-and-death disaster to lure living people into demons, in order to absorb these demonic energies, return to yin and yang, cultivate into real demons, and return to the world. Now that I have found the sixth sword, I only need to suppress the sword into

Ming Long’s heart says that Feng Ju’s conspiracy can be broken without telling him.”

When he said these words, Ye Shu seemed to be in a good mood, without any guilt or guilt for harming his uncle. He glanced at Balian with a half-smile, and said with implicit admiration: "I see that the young master is facing a desperate situation.

With his unmoving appearance, it seems that he has already figured out that I have the ability to find the sixth dragon-slaying sword."

Balian smiled and said: "The more critical the moment, the more useless it is to be anxious. It is better to calm down and think about it. The way out will be wider."

Ye Shu nodded, and was about to take Bai Lian back to the Dragon Heart Land to fulfill his destiny, but as soon as he summoned the virtual mirror, the black dragon that was growing slowly like a mountain under his feet suddenly roared up to the sky, and there was a sudden violent noise in the air.

There was turbulence, the surrounding wind suddenly whistled sharply, and the scales under the body as big as the screen surface were like angry giant snakes erecting their scales, and billowing fire mist was sprayed out from them.

In the darkness so close at hand, the pair of dragon pupils that opened slowly suddenly accelerated, and it was clearly visible that the huge vertical pupils were turning faintly under the eyelids.

Ye Shu felt chills all over his body, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and a chill shot up on his head!

Minglong actually woke up faster!

But how could it be!

He clearly hasn't taken the Dragon Ball yet!

The mysterious light of the virtual combined mirror flashed, and their bodies were included in the world of the mirror. The next moment, Bai Lian and Ye Shu appeared at the outer edge of the Dragon Heart at the same time.

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