The day Jin Yuming returned to the tribe, he saw with his own eyes that the person he cared about most was cut into pieces and sacrificed alive.
He waited until more than six thousand years later, a mountain collapsed in Yinjia Village, revealing the sacrificial site buried deep underground, and the pattern array was cracked.
He went there with his companions and new friends, and secretly put Yin Yue in the coffin and transported it away without telling anyone, while he stayed behind to attract attention and ensure that things went smoothly.
I just didn't expect the accident to happen so quickly. Halfway through, the truck had an accident and the coffin fell into the sea...
He rested his forehead on it, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the people on the altar in great pain for a long time. It was so long that he forgot that there was a third person next to him. Although he was unconscious, he also forgot everything around him, including himself.
All his attention was focused on the motionless man covered in blood.
The blood was so red that it was dazzling, but he couldn't look away.
He kept watching and screaming until the end, and could only watch like this.
Seeing her in such a miserable situation, she had no choice but to do anything.
Tears fell from his eyes, and he clenched his hands into fists. "Wait for me," he murmured. His voice was as light as the gentle wind, but as heavy as a thousand-jin stone...
The moment Jin Yuming turned around, the wind blade thrown in his hand turned into a wisp of breeze after seeing the person coming, messing up his neatly combed hair and blowing up the clothes in his waistband.
The two faced each other, looking at each other, their gentle and lingering eyes like overflowing, spilling on the tender moonlight on the sea level.
"Silver Moon?"
The hem of her skirt fluttered, the silver light was bright, and she smiled back at him.
The corners of the mouth are not large, but they are gorgeous enough.
Childhood sweethearts, doting on each other
Even if the God of Death took away her soul with the sharp hooked sickle and imprisoned her body, and death accompanied her, he vowed to let her come back, to be with him, and to be buried with him.
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Intention: If you have love in your heart, why fear danger?