Inside the crystal ice coffin, there was a slender, strong, and tall man lying down silently with his eyes closed. He wore a thin white robe. His breath was calm and steady, as if he were having a very deep sleep.
The man's facial feathers looked as beautiful as if he came out of the painting. Unfortunately, now he was lying there motionlessly.
Is this brother's real appearance?
Shenlian YingYue's memory related to her previous nine lives was limited. Her father erased her memories, and some of her memories were sealed. He didn't want her to think about the past anymore. That's why she didn't remember anyone's faces that related to her.
"Maternal uncle, what should we do?" Shenlian YingYue asked while taking her brother to stand in front of the coffin.
"Xiao Yue'er, your brother knew what to do." Immortal Sheyan chuckled.
"Yue'er, reassure." Shenlian YinZhu patted Shenlian YingYue's hand before he slowly stretched his hand to touch the coffin.
