Ye Chenfeng lowered his head and found that this volume of secret notes was made of an ancient rotten wood, and the whole looked yellow and old, but there was not a single word recorded on the surface of the secret notes, as if it was just an old rotten wood.

Ye Chenfeng was puzzled, and he hurriedly cast an inquiring glance at Long Yunhai.

Long Yunhai's eyes were like torches, his eyes were blazing, he didn't speak, two thin rays of light shot out from his eyes, pouring into the ancient secret book in Ye Chenfeng's hand.

After a long time, Long Yunhai's eyes returned to normal, and he stroked his beard and smiled: "Little guy, this volume is unusual, there is a special soul mark hidden in it, if you want to know the details of the secret......

Chapter 107 of "The Vicissitudes of Enlightenment" Emperor Butterfly is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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