The space under the underground palace has become clear under the influence of Yin Yue. Lin Qinghan's battle spirit came out and faced Yin Yue, she could only eat some leftovers.

When the spiritual energy in this space disappeared, Zhang Xuan and Lin Qinghan both saw the things in this space clearly.

Lin Qinghan widened her eyes and said incredibly: "Honey, there are really dragons in this world..."                                                                                                                 

The scale of this dragon bone is exactly the same as the dragon pattern formed by the black tower, and it is dozens of kilometers long! If this kind of giant, if it lives in reality, it may be a claw, that a city can be destroyed! It is not an exaggeration to say that it covers the sky and the sun! Zhang Xuan was also shocked by the scene in front of him. The dragon is really a dragon! This existence that only exists in the Yanxia mythology, actually appeared in front of him at this time. Although only the corpse is left, it is already terrifying enough! This is a dragon, a creature that only exists in the legend! Zhang Xuan took a breath and he slowly landed on the ground.

Lin Qinghan followed Zhang Xuan, and the two of them carefully looked at the corpses on the ground.

"wrong."

Zhang Xuan looked in front of him, "This is not a dragon bone, not a real dragon, these are all human bones!"

"Human bone!"

Lin Qinghan exclaimed. Although she has the strength she has now, she is still a little woman in her bones. She suddenly heard Zhang Xuan say that these are human bones, which really scared her because, if this is human bone, it was made up of more than tens of kilometers of human bones. How many people are they! Lin Qinghan just thought about it and felt creepy.

Zhang Xuan stared at the bones on the ground and said in a deep voice: "It's human bones, and there are no signs of injury on these human bones. They were not killed and threw them here, but died here naturally. Look at these."

Zhang Xuan pointed at a place and continued: "These bones can be pieced together a person, and the proportions are the same. This shows that this comes from a person, this is just one place, and every pile of bones here is like this. This shows that these people are just sitting here, waiting for their own death, and then turning into a dead bone!"

Lin Qinghan reached out to cover her mouth, waiting for death, and turned into a dry bone. How many people could form these dead bones over the past few dozen kilometers! What exactly could so many people die willingly! It was also arranged in a single-stop shape! "This should be a kind of sacrifice."

Zhang Xuan looked up and looked at the long dragon of dry bones that could not be seen. "This place was longer than the time when the royal tomb was formed. Even the royal tomb was built on this basis. What the ancient sages did are not something we can imagine."

Lin Qinghan showed a worried look on her face: "Honey, what does this matter with our mother?"

"I have no idea."

Zhang Xuan shook his head and looked heavy, "When my mother jumped off the building, I only thought she was threatened by the doctor, but now it seems that things are not that simple, let's go and see first."

Zhang Xuan said, and walked forward.

When he was halfway through, Zhang Xuan suddenly froze. At this time, he was standing at the center of the dragon's body. There were a bunch of dead bones, and the color of the bones was much shallower than the rest of the dead bones. Obviously, the existence time of this dead bone was much shorter than the rest of the dead bones. Moreover, under this dead bone, there was still a little residue of clothing that was not completely weathered. Although there were only a few pieces left and were on the edge of weathering, it still attracted Zhang Xuan's attention.

Zhang Xuan's steps suddenly became very slow. He walked forward and looked at the weathered clothes. His body trembled, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Lin Qinghan clearly saw that Zhang Xuan's eyes were slowly turning red.

"Husband, are you..." Lin Qinghan asked with concern as she looked at the sudden change of Zhang Xuan.

"This is a cotton jacket."

Zhang Xuan looked at the clothes that were left with only one corner on the edge of weathering, "A cotton jacket you gave me when I was very young."

"ah?"

Lin Qinghan opened her mouth, "The cotton jacket I gave you, husband, you..."                                                                                                                      

Zhang Xuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, "When I was desperate, you appeared in front of me and handed me a hundred yuan, and such a cotton jacket, maybe for you, I only appeared in your sight this year, but for me, you had already existed in my world when I was just sensible, and it has existed for more than 20 years, leaving a mark that cannot be erased."

Lin Qinghan obviously didn't expect that there was a story between Zhang Xuan and herself. Lin Qinghan was too young at that time and she didn't remember anything she had done at that age. This was just an irrelevant thing for her, but for Zhang Xuan, it was the most important encounter in his life, no doubt about it.

A tear slid down from the corner of Zhang Xuan's eyes.

This was the first time Lin Qinghan saw Zhang Xuan crying. She suddenly realized that she had never imagined how Zhang Xuan crying would look like, because the feeling this man gave her was always so calm in the face of changes, always so confident, and always so confident, as if everything comes to him, he no longer needs to worry about it.

In Lin Qinghan's heart, Zhang Xuan has long become her shelter.

Seeing Zhang Xuan crying, Lin Qinghan felt that her heart felt as painful as if she was cut by a knife. What exactly was it that made such a man cry silently.

Zhang Xuan let the tears fall, he ignored him and continued, "I haven't thrown away that jacket, I've stayed there. That day, my mother went to work and put on this jacket. Since that day, I've never seen her again."

When Zhang Xuan said this, his voice began to tremble. He slowly squatted down and stretched out his hand to caress the unique dry bone in front of him, but he did not dare.

Lin Qinghan also suddenly understood who the dry bones in front of him belonged to.

In a short period of time, Zhang Xuan's face was covered with tears, and his voice was even more swallowed, "I buried my mother with my own hands back then, but now, everything is not what I imagined. I once asked my mother, where my father went and when he would come back. She told me that my father is a hero who saved the world. When the world is pacified, he will come back."
Chapter completed!