Mo Yunchen's bewitching face flickered with light and contemplation. This tomb actually had so many traps—Thousand Corpse Worms, Blood Vine, and those obviously poisonous arrows. Just one wrong press of a character and they would all die on the spot, with no chance of escape.
Qin Qin, listening to Mo Yunchen, stepped forward. When she saw the characters for "Sky Street—Rain," her heart skipped a beat, then she looked at the dozen or so characters below. When her eyes fell upon one of them, her heart violently jumped.
Sky Street Clear Rain! Could that be the code? If so, did this tomb belong to that person?
She still remembered, a thousand years ago in an alley on Sky Street, she saved that person.
He said she was a ray of light in his darkness, just like clear rain washing away the gloom in his heart.
Sky Street Clear Rain; they had met amidst the fine rain of Sky Street, so he kept mentioning Sky Street Clear Rain as their secret code.