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6782. Chapter 6782 Hell of Blood 10

At that moment, Leng Xuan and the others split up and searched along the walls of the palace. However, an hour later, the two of them searched every corner and every stone brick, but did not find any secret passage. Seeing this,

, Leng Xuan frowned and said: "How come there is nothing?" Mo Yun did not reply, just lowered his head and pondered. After a moment, he said: "That person died here, which means there must be a secret passage leading to other places.

It's just that we can't find it. Maybe, simply 'searching' is useless, we must find the corresponding method." Leng Xuan glanced at the empty palace for a few times and said: "There is no hint here at all, who knows?

What method should be used? If you have to try one by one, God knows when you will succeed." Mo Yun said: "This is better than standing here stupidly."

As he said that, he relied on his knowledge and began to try various methods. However, after a long time passed, he could not see any gains. At this time, Leng Xuan focused on the stone table.

In his opinion, the stone platform placed in such a conspicuous place would not be useless at all. Thinking of this, he came to the stone platform again and observed it carefully. However, except for the old oil lamp on the stone platform,

, there are no clues. After thinking about it, Leng Xuan couldn't help but cast his eyes on the oil lamp. "Oil lamp?" Leng Xuan's heart moved, and he thought to himself: "How can there be an oil lamp in a place like this?" If oil lamps appear in the secular world.

If so, that would be excusable, but in this world of cultivation, no one uses or needs oil lamps at all. When he thinks of this, Leng Xuan feels more and more that his idea is correct. "Old Mo."

Hearing his call, Mo Yun immediately came over and asked, "What's wrong?" Leng Xuan pointed to the old oil lamp and then told his guess. After listening, Mo Yun nodded.

He said: "Your guess is indeed reasonable, but this oil lamp doesn't seem to have anything special." After hearing this, Leng Xuan picked up the old oil lamp from the stone platform and wiped off the dust on the surface.

I saw that the oil in the oil lamp had been used up and there was only one wick. However, what surprised Leng Xuan was that there was a dark red stain at the bottom of the oil lamp, which seemed to be the residue left after the oil burned out. But the problem was

, how can the lamp oil turn red after it burns out? Thinking of this, he took off the lampshade of the oil lamp and reached out to touch the bottom of the oil lamp. When his fingertips were stained with dark red stains, Leng Xuan put it under his nose

Smell it.

Immediately, he frowned and said, "This is not lamp oil, this is blood." Hearing this, Mo Yun couldn't help but frown and said, "Could it be that this oil lamp is not burning lamp oil but blood?" Leng

Xuan replied: "You will know if you try it." At that moment, he bit his fingertips and squeezed the blood into the oil lamp. After a while, the bottom of the oil lamp was filled with blood. Immediately afterwards,

, at Leng Xuan's signal, Mo Yun flicked his finger, and a small flame immediately fell on the wick. In an instant, a small flame gradually ignited, and strangely, the flame

It turned out to be a bright red color. The moment the oil lamp lit up, Leng Xuan and Mo Yun immediately noticed the changes in the palace.

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