After saying this, Murong Thirteen fell into a coma.

Lin Xiu felt the weak aura on his body, and his brows tightened.

Murong Thirteen was seriously injured.

Lin Xiu took him out of the dungeon and gently placed him on the ground,

He checked every inch of Murong Thirteen's body, and his already ugly face became more and more gloomy.

No wonder with the strength of Murong Thirteen Titled Grandmasters, he would end up like this.

He was poisoned!

Although it is not a poison that kills people, once it is accidentally ingested, it will also lose the ability to move in a very short time.

This poison made Murong Thirteen lose his ability to act, and then the people of the Murong family sealed all the acupoints all over his body.

Once the cave is sealed, he is no different from an ordinary person, and he can't show the strength of a titled grandmaster.

Lin Xiu's ten fingers moved, and he tapped down his shoulders, and suddenly, silver needles bounced out of his body.

The moment the silver needle flew out of his body, the aura on Murong Thirteen's body recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Lin Xiu took out an elixir and sent it into his mouth with a gentle movement.

After doing this, Lin Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He got up and glanced around the chamber, his eyes falling on the coffin.

A coffin in a secret room?

The average person would never do such a strange thing.

There is only one reason for such a strange situation.

That is, this coffin is very important and very important to Murong Ce.

Chinese people are very taboo about things like coffins, and it is absolutely impossible for normal people to visit a coffin in their homes.

Lin Xiu walked towards the coffin, grabbed the lid of the coffin, and pressed slightly.

The lid of the coffin is very heavy, this is a high-quality golden silk nan wooden coffin, and it will not decay for hundreds of years.

Moreover, this coffin is definitely not newly created, but a ...... Ancient coffin.

It can be seen from the old traces on the coffin that this coffin is probably at least a few hundred years old, or even longer.

"Quack~"

When the lid of the coffin slides, it makes a sound that makes people feel sore.

When the coffin lid was completely pushed open, Lin Xiu looked down and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

This......

In the coffin, there was actually a corpse lying there!

The corpse was male, about 1.75 meters or so, wearing a Tang Dynasty Taoist robe, with an embroidery of a yin and yang diagram on his chest.

This person is about forty years old, with good facial features, sword eyebrows and heroic spirits, and long hair tied into a bun, and he is indeed a Taoist priest.

Strange, so weird.

There was a coffin in the secret room, and in the coffin was the body of a Taoist priest who had not yet decomposed.

Could it be the person Murong Ce killed?

A Taoist priest from a certain sect?

But why not destroy the corpses?

Instead, he deliberately got a valuable golden silk nan wooden coffin to hold this corpse?

"Do you know whose corpse it belongs to?" Lin Xiu asked.

"Corpse?" Murong Wufang was stunned, and then walked quickly, and when he saw that there was actually a corpse in the coffin, he was also surprised.

He shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

"I don't know?" Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Lin Xiu couldn't help but remember that when Murong Ce was killed, he said that he would tell himself a secret.

Probably, the secret he wants to talk about should be related to this corpse.

Lin Xiu walked around the secret room, looking around, and a stack of papers on the table attracted his attention.

When he picked it up, the words on the paper made Lin Xiu's eyes flash with shock.

He looked at the paper, then at the neatly arranged antiques, and then at the coffin.

The surprise in my heart is almost indescribable.

Murong Ce had been looking for a way to break through the Grandmaster all these years, and he found that there were some antiques with a faint aura on them.

And these auras can be absorbed by martial cultivators and strengthen the body.

Lin Xiu was not surprised by this.

Today's earth, lacking in spiritual energy, has long reached the age of the end of the law.

But hundreds of years ago, thousands of years ago, this was not the case on Earth.

At that time, the earth was quite full of aura, and many of the legends left from ancient times were true.

And it is not surprising that the antiques left from that era are well-preserved and contain the aura of that era.

However, these did not attract Lin Xiu, after all, the aura contained in the antique was still too little, far inferior to the spirit stone.

What really surprised him was some of the information Murong Ce recorded about the coffin.

This coffin was obtained by him from the Purple Mountain.

Although he didn't know who the man in the coffin was, he specially asked someone to test the age of the coffin.

The results of the test are quite amazing!

This coffin is from the Tang Dynasty!

But this does not mean that the man in the coffin is also from the Tang Dynasty.

After all, there is such a thing as an ancient coffin, as long as there is money, you can buy it.

But buying someone else's used coffin, this possibility is still relatively small.

Lin Xiu read all the information on these pages, and he was also clear in his heart why Murong Ce arrested Murong Thirteen.

This old thing turned out to have taken a fancy to the strength of Murong Thirteen Titled Grandmasters.

And he happened to get another evil and crooked means, and he could use other people's strength for his own use.

Lin Xiu shook his head, but he didn't bother to think about it, everyone was dead, and there was no meaning in these things.

"Childe......" Murong Thirteen's slightly weak voice sounded from behind him.

He got up from the ground, and although his body was still very weak, it was much, much better than before.

"Hmm. Lin Xiu said: "Follow me up." ”

"Yes. ”

The three of them left the secret room and came outside the villa.

Lin Xiu stood in the courtyard, looking at the desperate group of Murong family members in front of him, and said expressionlessly, "Thirteen, what do you want to do with them?"

Disposal......

When the people heard this, their hearts became even more nervous.

"Brother Thirteen, let us go, this matter has nothing to do with us. ”

Someone cried and shouted.

Lin Xiu didn't speak, no matter what choice Murong Thirteen made, he wouldn't interfere.

Even if he wanted to release all these people, Lin Xiu wouldn't say half a word.

Murong Thirteen's physical strength was constantly recovering, but it couldn't recover to its peak in a short time.

He looked at these people coldly, it had been eight years, and it had been eight years since he left the Murong family.

He clearly remembers how these people bullied him when he was a child.

He will never forget that scene when he dies.

He also remembered how much he liked Murong Yue.

However, when he came back this time, Murong Yue wanted to harm himself.

From that moment on, Murong Thirteen knew that his heart was completely dead.

"My parents, who killed them back then?" asked Murong Thirteen.

If there is anything else in the Murong family that is worth his remembrance, it is only the cause of his parents' death.

"I don't know, we don't know. The people shook their heads.

They were only in their twenties, how could they possibly know what had happened back then?

"I know. An older clansman suddenly said.