"It's over, it's over. Let Chen Feiyu go into the secret room. He must snatch away the most precious treasure, which is the essence of the Bai family's thousand-year history." Bai Mingkun slapped his thigh suddenly, getting angry, and said with wide eyes: "You

Why don't you stop him?"

"I can't stop it." After Grandpa Yang finished speaking honestly, he added: "If you were here before, you can't stop it either."

Bai Mingkun opened his mouth, but couldn't refute. He knew that even if he defeated Chen Feiyu in the treasure house, the Bai family would suffer the loss, let alone defeating Chen Feiyu. It was almost impossible.

He had nothing to say, he could only snort heavily. He felt very distressed when he thought that some of the treasures he put in the secret room would soon belong to Chen Feiyu.

Bai Jiamo looked a little ugly and asked from behind: "Dad, what should we do now?"

"What should I do?" Bai Mingkun suddenly turned around and gave him a slap in the face, and cursed angrily: "It's all your fault for that precious son. If he hadn't made a bet with Chen Feiyu, how could the Bai family be in this situation? Now you still have the nerve to ask me

what to do?"

Bai Jiamo covered his face and said yes with a smile. He felt aggrieved. Isn't my precious son also your precious grandson? Besides, I wasn't the one who led the team to Long's house before. What does it have to do with me?

He could only think about these words in his mind, but did not dare to say them directly. However, Chen Feiyu walked up the stairs to the secret room, looked around, and his eyes widened instantly.

I saw that the secret room was not very big, with an area of ​​about one hundred square meters. There were some small but very precious and rare treasures inside, most of which Chen Feiyu couldn't even name.

At the same time, the secret room is filled with a very strong and rich spiritual energy, which shows that there is a treasure with strong spiritual energy in the secret room.

Chen Feiyu was as determined as Chen Feiyu, and his eyes suddenly became hot. He said in wonder: "Only with such a collection of treasures can we be called the name of a thousand-year-old family."

"Our Bai family has a profound heritage, so you don't need to say anything more." Bai Jinghao snorted. He had already walked in with Bai Ningshuang. He looked at the dazzling array of treasures around him and knew that Chen Feiyu would soon take away two of them, which made his heart hurt.

It's bleeding.

Bai Ningshuang's expression was complicated. She didn't know whether it was right or not, but one thing she was sure of was that she had a clear conscience.

"There is really no need to say more, because more words are worse than more actions." Chen Feiyu laughed, took two steps forward, and glanced at the surrounding treasures at will. He saw a mutton-fat jade porcelain bottle next to him, with a The label read "Drunken Life and Dreaming of Death", and he smiled and said: "This name is quite poetic."

"This bottle of 'Drunk Life, Dreams of Death' is very overbearing." Bai Ningshuang walked over and explained: "Drinking a small drop will make people forget all the things in the past and present life, just like a big dream without knowing where it is today, so it is called 'Drunk Life, Dreams of Death'.

"

"A potion that makes people lose their memory is full of pale malice no matter how you look at it, yet it has such a poetic name." Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled, feeling a little interested in this bottle of "Drunken Life and Dreams of Death".

Bai Ningshuang shrugged and smiled. She also felt that "drunken life and dreaming of death" was terrible. If you lose your memory, what is the difference between death and death?

Bai Jinghao rolled his eyes and couldn't help but said: "How can you know the magic of drunkenness, dreaming and death? This is something that allows people to experience chaos and nothingness..."
Chapter completed!