Superior Immortal was Reborn in the City

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"Come on, go."

Ye Feng dragged her forward, the hole was a little deep, at least 30 meters.

Finally, an empty space the size of a living room.

"The inheritance of King Dan should be here." Lin Yiyao clenched Ye Feng's hand tightly and said nervously that she was still very worried in this near-closed space, afraid of accidents.

Ye Feng looked around, and at the same time unfolded his mental strength, and did not miss any corners here.

Finally, he focused his attention on the stone on the stone table not far in front.

There is spiritual power on it.

"it's here."

Ye Feng pulled Lin Yiyao closer.

He stretched out his hand slowly, and as soon as he touched the stone, a sudden burst of white light flashed over them.

In an instant, they seemed to pass through time and space, and a lush green mountain appeared in front of them.

A middle-aged man is diligently refining the panacea.

Beside him, a beautiful woman is helping him.

Wipe him when he is sweating, and hand it over if he needs herbs.

"Ah, this woman is exactly the same as the statue." Next, Lin Yiyao said in surprise.

"Well, this is the memory left by King Dan. What we are seeing now is what happened to King Dan." Ye Feng explained.

"Oh."

Lin Yiyao nodded, stopped talking, and looked at the picture intently.

In the picture, what the middle-aged man does every day is alchemy.

The woman has been taking care of his life, but has never been concerned, but she has no complaints from beginning to end, has been taking care of the man, her beautiful face always has a smile on her face.

"The woman's body seems to be bad."

Lin Yiyao whispered.

Ye Feng also saw it. Time flies. It seems that a few years have passed in an instant. The woman's face gradually became pale, and she was almost unconscious several times.

But none of the men found that he was still practicing alchemy.

"This man is really rubbish. He likes alchemy so much. After all, he just sleeps with the Elixir." Lin Yiyao saw the woman's grievances. She was so angry that she held Ye Feng's hand harder.

Another month passed.

On this day, the woman finally couldn't hold it anymore, she paled and fainted on the ground.

The man also found out that it was only at this time that he finally realized it, but it was too late, and the panacea he had made was useless and could not save the woman.

After the woman died, the man made a statue for her.

Woman with a happy smile on her face.

The one on the top of the mountain.

"What is alchemy for?"

The middle-aged man sat next to the statue. He murmured: "I can't save even the most important people. What's the use of alchemy?"

He is no longer alchemy.

After reading this story, Lin Yiyao even cried, and the tears fell like rain.

Ye Feng lent her her chest and clothes.

"Very touching."

She cried.

Ye Feng looked at the broken picture and said nothing.

There is a story in the world that you read once and you don’t want to read it again because there is no solution. Some stories seem to be doomed, not by chance or by miss, but by an unsolvable knot.

If it happens to be a tragedy, then its tragedy is doomed at the beginning of the story.

You don’t have to think about many things in life, many accounts can’t be calculated, you want to fart!

Just rush up!

Why isn't it a lifetime?

It’s like a firework, it’s a lifetime, like a cherry tree. Is it good if it’s bright and blooming?

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