"Be careful!" Xiaoyao wanted to step forward, but Mu Ye Canfeng's eyes stopped her! The silver whip in his hand was quickly generated, swayed in the air for a moment, and then quickly attacked the line.
"Bang..." There was a sound of the thread breaking. The thread, stained by the silver light of the lingering wind in the night, quickly fell to the ground, and then turned into countless tiny balls of light and slowly disappeared.
Seeing this, Xiaoyao stepped forward. The silver whip in Mu Ye Canfeng's hand quickly disappeared, and his hand slowly took Xiaoyao's hand.
"This Yin tribe is so simple. They actually planted poison threads on my body silently. If it were a human race, I believe it would have been controlled by now!" Mu Ye Canfeng said slowly, without any hint of panic in his tone!
Although it is a race expelled from the demigod realm, it is naturally better than the race on the east continent! But he, Mu Ye Canfeng, is the monarch of the demigod race, and these things are just a piece of cake for him.
The two of them continued to move forward, and the corridor soon reached the end.
At the end is a mourning hall. A white jade sarcophagus is located in the middle of the mourning hall, but there is nothing around it. Yes, there is nothing except this white jade sarcophagus.
"Something strange!" Xiaoyao glanced at Mu Ye Canfeng and said coldly.
Mu Ye Canfeng looked at Xiaoyao and nodded: "Indeed, it's a bit strange!"
Above the mourning hall, apart from the sarcophagus, there is nothing else, not even an incense burner for worship. This is really strange and abnormal.
"Can Feng, let's open the sarcophagus and take a look!" Xiaoyao said slowly, his hand already attached to the sarcophagus. It was a strange feeling. As soon as the sarcophagus was attached, an indescribable feeling came from the sarcophagus.
It was a very warm feeling, just like the deep memory of her mother holding her!
This kind of warmth is not like the warmth of the sun, nor is it like the warmth of Mu Ye Canfeng's body when he holds her. It is a kind of warmth of the soul, the kind of ultimate relaxation that seems to let everything go.
feeling.
Her trance made Mu Ye Canfeng feel a little weird. He squeezed Xiaoyao's hand slightly and said softly: "What's wrong?"
Xiaoyao woke up after being called by him. She turned her head, looked at Mu Ye Canfeng, and shook her head: "It's okay!"
She tried hard with her hands to push the sarcophagus, but the sarcophagus was extremely heavy and beyond her strength. She turned back and looked at the four divine beasts who were reaching out.
The four divine beasts understood immediately and immediately arrived at the side of the sarcophagus without opening a word. At the same time, standing aside, the four divine beasts pushed the sarcophagus violently.
The sarcophagus moved slowly, making an ancient and dull sound. The four divine beasts pushed the sarcophagus lid aside and immediately sat on the ground panting to rest!
Damn it, this sarcophagus is embarrassing for the four divine beasts to join forces!
Xiaoyao and Mu Ye Canfeng slowly stepped forward. Inside the sarcophagus was a seven or eight-year-old girl! Her long black hair made her fair face look as gentle as jade, and her delicate facial features seemed to have been carefully crafted. She was so beautiful.
Something unusual.
Wearing a pink dress, her fair skin was extremely pink, and her face was slightly flushed, as if she was asleep.
It seemed that they didn't expect that there was such a young child inside. Xiaoyao and Mu Ye Canfeng had a kind of surprise in their eyes. They looked at each other, and then Xiaoyao's hand quickly placed under the girl's nose.
Ruoyouruowu's breath came, Xiaoyao looked at the girl in surprise, and said in surprise: "She is not dead!"
From the looks of it, this girl should have been imprisoned here for a long time, but there are no gaps in the sarcophagus. How did she survive in an oxygen-free illusion? Could it be that these people don't even need to breathe?
Xiaoyao recovered quickly, and just when she was about to take her hand back, her hand was suddenly held tightly by a pair of weak, boneless hands. She lowered her head in surprise, and just met a pair of black eyes.
It was as dark as ink and invisible, and the deepest part of the eyes shone with starlight, and the entire starry sky seemed to fall into these black eyes.
"Sister Xiaoyao, you finally came to see Luo'er!" The little girl sat up quickly and looked at Xiaoyao happily with her bright eyes.
Xiaoyao was slightly stunned when Mu Ye Canfeng's joking voice rang out from beside him: "Xiaoyao, when did you get a younger sister? Don't tell me that this girl looks so much like you!"
"Brother-in-law!" The little girl was not afraid when she saw Mu Ye Canfeng, who was different from ordinary people. Instead, she called Mu Ye Canfeng very affectionately. She stood up, hugged Xiaoyao, pressed her face against Xiaoyao's, and said, "I
Of course she looks like my sister!"
Mu Ye Canfeng looked at the two faces in front of him, one big and one small, and was a little surprised. He just said it jokingly, but now he really feels it.
The faces of the two people are almost exactly the same. Their lips and noses are almost the same, it's just a matter of size. And the two pairs of black eyes are the same.
"Who are you?" Xiaoyao broke away the girl's hand from holding her, stared at her closely, and asked, "How do you know my name is Xiaoyao?"
The little girl named Luo'er seemed to look at Xiaoyao strangely, and then slowly replied: "I am Luoer, Biluo! My sister has always been called Xiaoyao! Sister, let Luoer sleep here and wake up.
You can see your sister when you are here, and sure enough, you can see your sister.”
Bi Luo smiled slightly and hugged Xiaoyao again without letting go.
The corners of Xiaoyao's mouth twitched slightly. It felt really uncomfortable to be held by a child, and the child didn't know who he thought she was.
"By the way, my sister gave this to Luo'er. She said it was useful!" Bi Luo squatted in the sarcophagus, groped inside for a while, and then slowly took out something.
A round thing, almost transparent, with streaks of blood inside, the shape of which resembles an animal.
"Phoenix Fruit!" Lie Huo looked at the thing in Bi Luo's hand in surprise and shouted in surprise.
Xiaoyao and Muye Canfeng looked at each other, with a trace of doubt in their eyes.