Luo Xiaobei, who was a moment ago, didn't have much feeling about whether his blood could be used to light the seven-star lantern. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But now she understands partially, if her blood is right, then it will not be as simple as taking blood, she will also face the situation of being burned alive.

Therefore, even if one story after another and coming, Luo Xiaobei began to calm down. After all, she is now considered a waste chess, and Shuyou is also dead!

Or rather, Sook-woo has become a wooden man again!

"So this lamp doesn't have the effect of resurrecting the public losing class at all, right?" Luo Xiaobei pulled the corners of her mouth, she didn't know what her mood was at this moment, but she wanted to ease the current atmosphere.

"Yes!" Kai Ye didn't look at Luo Xiaobei.

The emperor died that year, and the cause of death became a mystery. But the woman, or the puppet, was burned alive in the end!

Regardless of where the public infusion class got the emperor's blood, this grease alone is not another kind of revenge?

The new emperor burned the puppet, but the Gongyi Ban went to burn the already dead emperor, and finally used the emperor's blood to overtake the resentful spirits in the Gongyi Ban's mausoleum. But the hard-won lamp oil was overturned by Kaiye.

Therefore, after the destruction of the Tai Chi halo, Qing Ming grew more and more luxuriant under the increasingly powerful demonic qi and resentful spirits, but what followed was the increasingly powerful resentful spirits in the mausoleum.

Qing Ming and these resentful spirits seem to be in some kind of relative dynamic equilibrium, restricting each other and interdependent.

Luo Xiaobei has no intention of exploring why Shuyou thinks that this lamp can resurrect the public loss class, maybe it is her own obsession and she wants to go her own way, or maybe the master has given the wrong guidance.

But in order to prevent Shuyou from killing Luo Xiaobei, Kaiye killed Shuyou instead, Luo Xiaobei, as a party, has no position to explore.

"You have searched all the mausoleums and there is no suitable lamp oil?" Luo Xiaobei suddenly spoke, thinking about it, she had too many questions, but there were not many questions she could ask.

Kai Ye didn't speak, and the answer was self-evident.

"Then why me?" Luo Xiaobei frowned, and then added, "Don't say anything like that because I'm suitable." ”

This is Luo Xiaobei's bottom line, about others, she can't ask and won't interfere too much, but if it is related to her, she has a heart to know, she must know.

Kaiye, who was hidden in the dark light of the night pearl, suddenly moved, and Luo Xiaobei knew that he was looking at her at this time.

"Along the way, you should also know that your blood is different. So besides me, there are people trying to figure out how to take your blood. Kai Ye seemed to hesitate, but still said.

It is impossible for Luo Xiaobei not to suspect that everything designed by the white-robed man came with her blood.

But she really didn't understand it herself, because her blood didn't have the effect of making people immortal or rejuvenating when they drank it. If there is really any difference, it is probably that she can always use her own blood to crack some formations!

Could it be that on this point, who also attracted the attention? But didn't she only know this on the way here?

"Do you want to make lamp oil, there are special requirements for blood?" The thought in Luo Xiaobei's mind flashed, and she quickly grabbed it, so she asked.

She originally thought that all Kai Ye needed was imperial blood and oil. However, the ancient emperors now only exist in the mausoleum. But time has been separated by hundreds of thousands of years, after the changes of time, the terrain has changed, there are not many mausoleums that can be preserved intact, and the most important point is that people who have died, even if they have not become dried corpses, how can there still be blood?

can sleep for thousands of years, and is still as beautiful as a person in a painting, and only Shuyou exists.

"That's right!" said Kai Ye in a deep voice.

Luo Xiaobei pursed his lips, his eyes darkened a little, and said in a deep voice: "Then, what's so special about my blood?"

Kai Ye was expressionless, only stared at Luo Xiaobei, and then moved his gaze to the shadow wood whip on her waist, "Even if there was anything special in the past, it is nothing special now." You're no longer fit for lamp oil!"

The voice was very cold and faint, but this answer made Luo Xiaobei a little stunned.

Kai Ye is right, but since she woke up, she has been hearing "different", such words, but she has said so much and asked so much, the only difference she knows is that she is not suitable for lamp oil.

Kai Ye turned around, as if he was tired of such a conversation. The feet are very light, but every step is a big step, as if he is afraid of being entangled by Luo Xiaobei again.

Luo Xiaobei pursed his lips and asked the last sentence in front of the back that slowly disappeared and drowned in the darkness, "Then ...... you?"

But before she finished her words, the light green wick in Kaiye's left hand appeared above his head, shook it in the direction of Luo Xiaobei, and then took it back, and the rest was silent, long-term darkness.

Luo Xiaobei retracted the words that she hadn't asked, and her eyes fell on the corridor that was as thick as black ink and didn't know where it leads, and it took a long time before she retracted her gaze.

But she knows that from now on, the mountains and seas outside are high and wide, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the mountains and rivers are thousands of mountains, and the sea of people is vast. About, Kaiye, but goodbye.

Kai Ye also has his obsessions, whether he is a human or a demon, a puppet or a resentful spirit, but he will eventually hide in this dark mausoleum.

Maybe it's companionship, maybe it's repentance, maybe it's ...... Perhaps, it was just to fulfill his obsession.

The footsteps in his ears were getting closer and closer, Luo Xiaobei sighed lightly, and quickly put away the night pearl left on the ground.

She was still wearing the wide robe that Shuyou had given her. Even though she had been seriously injured, the coat still couldn't be seen to be too damaged.

Except for the hole that Sook-woo poked in her arm with a dagger.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaobei touched the wound with one hand, but her whole person was already hidden in the dark. Even if the other party has lighting equipment, it should not be obvious to her at a glance, because the air in this tomb is limited, and the range of the lighting equipment is too short.

Several footsteps approached, and Luo Xiaobei found a corner and squatted down to minimize the possibility of exposing himself.

Until someone approached in a blur, the first thing Luo Xiaobei heard was a male voice: "There is blood!"

Luo Xiaobei's heart jumped suddenly, she missed one thing, that is, there were people with a particularly good sense of smell among the people who came.

You must know that Luo Xiaobei was injured before, and the low blood seeped into the soil, and her arm was already bandaged, and there was no sign of bleeding, so that the thin bloody breath could be smelled by anyone, so ......

Luo Xiaobei had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, in the next second, it was still the male voice, "There is still a fragrance!"