"Ye Mu, Ye Mu, what are you doing in a daze?"

Schuster's voice came from the side, he pushed Ye Mu and said, "How long are you going to stay here in a daze?"

"Wait a minute, rest. Ye Mu made an excuse at random, and looked at the candle again. Nearly a minute had passed, but not a single drop of wax oil had fallen from the candle, and it was still burning. Even the wick of the candle showed no signs of being burned.

Ye Mu beckoned, picked up a burning candle, and held the candle head down. The flames were suddenly surging upward, but when the flames touched Ye Mu's skin, he didn't feel the slightest heat at all, and even felt a coldness.

It was a touch of ice and snow, not fire.

Hold it for three, five, ten seconds...... If it is an ordinary candle, it has definitely begun to drip wax oil, but this candle still has no wax oil dripping at all.

"What the hell is this...... Ye Muhu wondered, and his eyes fell on the ghostly doll again.

On the doll's face, there seemed to be an extra touch of evil on the already terrible smile. One of its eyes flickered and glowed red, followed by a vague hey baby laugh.

Ye Mu's cold sweat came down all of a sudden, he looked at Xiuster, but Xiusterl didn't have anything to do, he was digging his nostrils as if he hadn't heard anything.

"What the hell is going on...... Ye Mu swallowed his saliva and looked at the doll, the doll had returned to its original state, except that it was still weird, there was no other strange feeling.

Ye Mu's eyes fell on the letter on the plate, his hands trembled, and he picked up the letter.

Ye Mu's hand fell on the envelope. There was a layer of ash at the beginning, and the feel made Ye Mu a little disgusted. He took the envelope in one hand, rubbed his index finger and thumb, and a ball of mud was created. Frowning, he sniffed the mud ball in front of his nose, and suddenly a fragrance was slowly inhaled into the tip of his nose.

As soon as the fragrance entered his nose, Ye Mu felt a sweet and fishy smell in his throat, and his throat itched, and he coughed. As soon as I coughed twice, I was coughing up a mouthful of bloody sputum.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Shusterl on the side hurriedly asked if Ye Mu's body was abnormal. Although there are now two "souls" and two "bodies", in fact, the two "souls" still share the same container. If something goes wrong with this "container" itself, Schustel will also be affected.

Ye Mu didn't say anything, pressed his thumb to his throat, and after a few changes in his gesture, he spit out a mouthful of black blood. With a brush, Ye Mu's face turned pale. He looked at the envelope in his hand in horror, it was covered with a kind of poison!

"What happened to that letter?"

Xiu Steer walked over, looked at the letter in Ye Mu's hand and frowned at the text on it, and said suspiciously: "This is the text of the Qingluan Empire. ”

"I know. Ye Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then his attention fell on the handwriting on the envelope that looked like a newly written ink. The handwriting was not dry, and I could still smell the faint smell of ink. Ye Mu was a little surprised, and he didn't know how many years had passed, and the ink on this envelope was still not dry.

Fingers groped slightly on the envelope, picking up some ink. Ye Mu didn't dare to hear it this time. Although this poison is not very toxic, it is still very uncomfortable to be poisoned.

Ye Mu tore open the envelope and took out a piece of parchment paper that had been well preserved inside. I held it in my hand and shook it gently, and suddenly countless powders fell. Just looking at these powders made Ye Mu's scalp tingle. These are poisons, undoubtedly highly poisonous. Even if Ye Mu smells some now, he may die from this toxin.

But what kind of letter is this letter, so that it is smeared with poison on both the inside and outside, and who is it addressed to? All kinds of curiosity made Ye Mu unfold the parchment.

On the ancient parchment, the scent of ink was fragrant, and Ye Mu hurriedly summoned a cluster of flames to his mouth and nose. No matter how powerful the toxin is, the power of the fire spirit cultivated over thousands of years can still burn it all.

"To Alice, may you stop being attached to the world and be born as soon as possible. Love your Maletha. ”

Marentha, Marensa again...... Who is this Alice? Attached to the world, and born as soon as possible, how do you feel that Marensha, who wrote this letter, is a god stick, and she is also a super god stick?

However, the white-haired and stiff corpse just now was also creepy. There must be something hidden in this tomb. Or what kind of conspiracy.

I feel more and more confused, this Alice is too, and so is Marienza...... Who are they?

"What are you looking at?" asked Ye Mu.

"Look at it. Ye Mu handed him the letter and stopped talking.

Taking the letter, Shoster glanced at it, frowned, and said, "Alice...... Maritha...... It's a familiar name, but I can't remember where I've heard these two names. ”

"You've killed so many people in your life, you've seen so many people, and it's strange if you remember them all. ”

Ye Mu did not put the letter back in its place, but put it away. This kind of poison on the letter, maybe I can use it in the future.

After putting away the envelope, Ye Mu looked at the weird doll again, it was still smiling weirdly, and its crooked eyes made Ye Mu a little creepy and very scary.

"Step on ...... Trample...... Step ......"

In the dark aisle, heavy footsteps slowly sounded. The footsteps weren't hurried at all, they were slow. This attracted the attention of the two of them, and they looked at Zheng in the dark corridor together

As soon as Ye Mu shook his hand, the flames flew quickly towards the corridor, and Zheng was empty and empty in his eyes, but the sound was still ringing, and the sound was getting heavier and heavier.

"On it?" Ye Mu looked at the flower board, but his voice suddenly stopped. He looked at the slabs that fit without a single slit, and wanted to see through them, but he didn't have the ability to see through them. His eyes, like his divine sense, cannot be strengthened by the power of qi and blood, which makes him look like an ordinary person now. Of course, this is limited only to perception and sight.

"Step on ...... Trample...... Step, step, step!"

The voice suddenly became urgent, at first it seemed like a walk, but now it seemed like it was running, running rapidly!

And the sound was no longer coming from above, it felt like it was in the hallway.

The two drew their weapons at the same time, back to back, looking at each other in the corridor on the other side.

But after looking at it for a while, the sound of "stampeding" had come close to Liangrao, but they still didn't find anyone or anything that could make this sound. It was empty, just like before.

The sound didn't stop, and this time it seemed to come behind both of them. Both looked back at the same time, but saw nothing.

Remember that I have a permanent address for a bronze tripod