This ending undoubtedly forced Mu Shenxiao and them to a dead end.Mu Shenxiao took a heavy breath, turned his eyes to look at Feng Chengcheng, and smiled helplessly: "Is it......
I can't be mistaken......""
How so?
”Yun Aoxia sat on the ground weakly with a mutter, his gaze wandering, "Xuanming Blood, even if you are not in the Demon Clan, you shouldn't be in Beiyuan......
But now, how can it be in the outside world?
Who took it out?
”"In fact, the answer to all this is in the Demon Emperor......
As long as we find the Demon Emperor, I think some answers will naturally be revealed......"
Feng Qingcheng looked at Mu Shenxiao with flashing eyes: "The most important thing for us at the moment is to know where to find the Demon Emperor......"
Her words made the air in the room instantly become extremely dull.Even if the Demon Emperor is found, who can guarantee that he will still be alive to give a reasonable explanation?
Especially Yun Aoxia, he couldn't believe that his father died without saying a word.Her memory is still stuck in the time when she was a child when she was carried by her father on her shoulders and circled around the study.The corners of her lips unconsciously smiled, and her eyes wandered everywhere, recalling the bits and pieces of her old relationship with her father.Suddenly......
Her eyes suddenly fell on the large oil lamp in the room.She vaguely remembered that her father once said......
"Shen Xiao ......" and "Mother?
”Mu Shenxiao instantly noticed the strangeness of his mother's eyes, and unconsciously looked up: "What's wrong?"
”"I remember when your grandfather put me around his neck when he was a kid, I always wanted to grab that oil lamp......
And then your grandfather said it......
The lamp can't be moved now......
If you wait until you think of him in the future, you can touch ......"
Mu Shenxiao and Feng Chengcheng glanced at each other unconsciously, and then their eyes fell on the oil lamp.With a twist, Mu Shenxiao landed on the side of the oil lamp, and with a little hand, he had already taken off the oil lamp.The oil in the oil lamp has become a little black and sticky because it has not been lit for a long time.Feng Chengcheng had already found a copper basin and assisted Mu Shenxiao to pour out all the wicks of the lamp oil, and then carefully wiped the lamp clean, and then looked at it carefully.But even if the three of them looked at it, they didn't find a clue.The three of them let out a sigh of relief one after another, and after taking another look, they looked at each other unconsciously.This is an ordinary lamp, no matter how you look at it, there is no clue."
Mother......
Over the years, can you be sure that this lamp is still the one from the year" "It shouldn't be wrong......
Yun Aoxia raised his finger and pointed to a small scratch on the outside of the lamp: "This is the trace drawn by the bloody sword qi of the Xuan Ming when I practiced with your grandfather back then......"
"But at present, it seems that there is nothing special here......"
Could it be ......"
Feng Chengcheng's gaze immediately looked at the copper basin, a white wick made of I don't know what material, half suspended on the lamp oil, and half precipitated in the lamp oil.Mu Shenxiao slowly picked up the wick, and under the wick, there was a black piece of iron that could not be seen regularly.The function of immersion iron is to sink one end of the wick under the oil to conduct the fuel.() Supreme Mad Concubine: The fifth lady of the ghost doctor