Chapter 3 (2/2)
On the surface of the earring, a touch of strange purple light appeared.
”What's the matter?” Immediately, Chu Yan found this unusual change through the reflection of the water in the bucket.
But before he had time to respond, Chu Yan felt a strong force and grabbed his body and pulled him hard.
In a flash, the sky twists and turns, in front of countless light, bizarre, fleeting.
When Chu Yan came back, he was surprised to find that he had come to a chaotic world.
And in front of him, a tall tower, towering tall, standing on the spot.
This tower, I don't know how many years of existence, the surface has been dilapidated, mottled, but a vast atmosphere of desolation, but it is facing, let Chu Yan palpitation.
”Is this the earring that brought me?” After all, he was the one who had seen the big scenes, and his previous experiences also let Chu Yan know that there are immortals in this world.
He just heard that the immortal's means can open up the void and build a hole between the particles.
”Is the earring my mother left me a magic weapon used by immortals?”
Chu Yan became more and more confused.
His impression of mother, gentle and noble, is the goddess that everyone admires, but it does not seem to show any amazing means.
And if the mother was a fairy, how could she die.
Shaking his head, he threw these thoughts away for a while. Chu Yan walked towards the tower. Now that he came, he naturally had to see clearly.
In front of the tower, Chu Yan found that there were some words written on the wall beside the old gate of the tower.
A little sweep, Chu speech body suddenly a shock.
The graceful handwriting is very similar to his mother's handwriting in his memory!
He did not care whether there was danger or not. He quickly approached and looked at it carefully.
”Chu yan my son”
The first four words, in a flash, make Chu Yan's nose sour.
A year ago, he didn't cry when he was slandered, killed his father, usurped power and violated human relations.
He didn't cry when the reputation he had accumulated for many years fell to the bottom.
He is a terror cultivator. He is known as the most gifted cultivator since the founding of Nanyuan Prefecture. He didn't cry when he was poisoned insidiously and became a mortal.
When he was put into the infamous abyss prison, his eyes were not red.
Because Chu Yan always believed that what he had lost would be the same, and he would get it back again.
But at this time, to see this clearly is the mother message, Chu Yan nose sour, eyes a hot, Si people have passed away, the mother's warm embrace, but never come back.
Mother's feminine and elegant handwriting is now showing in front of her eyes, as if she herself is speaking softly to Chu Yan.
Take a deep breath and let the blurred eyes become clear again. Chu Yan looks at the handwriting on the wall carefully.
He had a premonition in his heart that the immortal's means must have something to do with his mother, and his mother had a special purpose to leave words for herself.