When Ye Fan heard these words, he also felt that it made sense in his heart, since the left and right horizontal and vertical are a death, it is better to make life full of meaning!

"Interested?" Mo Tingxuan raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"This is nature!" Ye Fan was also refreshed, and nodded to affirm his thoughts!

"Then what do you think?" Ye Fan continued to ask out loud.

Mo Tingxuan pointed to the bronze coffin on the side, pretending to be mysterious, and said in a loud voice: "Don't you think it's strange?"

"How did we get here?"

Ye Fan, looking at the bronze coffin, there were also several doubts in his eyes!

As for Mo Tingxuan's question, he also wanted to figure it out very much.

"Let's go!" said Mo Tingxuan, standing up and patting the dust on his body.

"Don't look anywhere to find out how we got here!"

As he spoke, he no longer waited for Ye Fan, and walked towards the bronze coffin alone.

Seeing Mo Tingxuan leaving, Ye Fan hurriedly shouted, "Brother, wait for me!"

With Mo Tingxuan's pace, hurry up and keep up!

This coffin should be made by the ancient ancestors, and it should be said that it hides infinite mysteries, your unknown ancient history!

Mo Tingxuan explained as he walked.

"Then you mean to say that this was summoned back by the ancient ancestors. ”

After saying that, Ye Fan still shook his head, feeling that this statement was unreasonable!

The ancients have been dead for an unknown number of years!

"It's unlikely, the ancients have been dead for so many years. ”

Mo Tingxuan shook his head.

"We have no way of knowing about ancient things, everything is speculation, there are many possibilities, but none of them have empirical evidence. ”

"Maybe the return of Kowloon is a calling, or maybe it's a reincarnation. ”

"Maybe the inscription on the coffin is true, there are ancient ancestors. There are savage gods, and there are many, many stories, similar to those on the inscriptions. ”

After hearing this, Ye Fan also fell into deep thought, could it be that the ancient gods really existed? Then how did they disappear? What does the return of the Nine Dragons represent? Is it a signal to his hometown?

These doubts were kept in my mind, and I couldn't solve them after a long time, and finally gave up thinking alone, and walked into the coffin with Mo Tingxuan's pace!

Maybe he was too frightened to look at everything inside the coffin.

In the depths of the bronze coffin, there is actually a coffin.

And the size of this coffin is exactly the size of an adult.

Can't you feel that this coffin is the instrument that specializes in examining corpses?

What kind of identity should the owner of this corpse be?

can actually let Kowloon pull!

The so-called emperor's tombs are much inferior in comparison.

The emperor only claims to be the true dragon emperor, and the owner of this coffin is to let the dragon pull him!

Looking at the dark bronze coffin, Ye Fan was also extremely nervous, maybe the bronze coffin containing the corpse in front of him recorded the cause and effect of all these things!

Mo Tingxuan stood aside, looking at Ye Fan who was already in a daze!

This also reminds me of my former self, who is so immature.

There is no one more powerful in each world!

"Open it and see?"

Mo Tingxuan asked out loud!

Ye Fan took a hard breath, and finally nodded and agreed!

After fumbling around in the bronze coffin, I found a mechanism that I could touch!

Ye Fan looked at Mo Tingxuan, his eyes were full of hesitation.

Mo Tingxuan nodded affirmatively, cheering him on.

In some inner struggle, he took a hard breath and finally pressed the mechanism!

The air seems to be quiet at this moment, even if it is an embroidery needle, it can be heard clearly when it falls to the ground at this moment.

Time passed second by second, but Ye Fan felt as if a long time had passed!

He slowly opened his eyes, first checked his body, and found that there was nothing wrong, and then he looked at Xianmo Tingxuan.

But in front of him, he couldn't find the shadow of Mo Tingxuan's person for a long time!

I was in a panic!

"Dude, what's there to be afraid of!"

A hand slapped on his back at some point.

Ye Fan's reaction in the next moment was a roundabout kick, directly towards the lifeline!

"it!"

Mo Tingxuan suddenly scolded, good guy.

Even though his strength and saint are undoubted, the root of his life is still weak!

If you want to get down this foot, the person will be fine, and the heart will not necessarily be so painful!

The figure hurriedly took a step back, and only then did he narrowly avoid Ye Fan's kick!

"You kid, are you trying to make money and kill yourself?" Mo Tingxuan said with a dark face and no anger!

The person who also found out was Mo Tingxuan, Ye Fan hurriedly stretched his foot back, and there was an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm sorry!"

Mo Tingxuan confessed to him, and did not continue to pursue it.

Instead, he put his eyes into the coffin!

What's inside?

There's nothing!

This is a bit.,Is this system not upgraded or what's wrong?

"Brother Tai, look!" On the coffin lid, Ye Fan squatted aside and watched with great interest.

The characters on the cover are like tadpoles, as if they are swimming happily in the lotus pond!

When Mo Tingxuan saw this, he was also a little suspicious in his heart, and said secretly: "This is good, but it is the beginningless remnant?"

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to the host, complete the mission. ”

"Rewarding the translation of the Beginningless Remnant!"

Tadpole texts are like rows of Chinese characters, appearing in the eyes and deeply engraved in the mind.

I was happy in my heart, and I couldn't help but run the exercises of the beginningless remnant meridian all over my body.

In fact, I only feel that the meridians of the body are interesting and itchy, and I don't know what's going on, stinging and itching coexist, and there is a different kind of refreshing.

There was no longer any hesitation in his heart, and he sped up the operation of the beginningless remnant, and the refreshing feeling was intense, and finally Mo Tingxuan let out a long moan, full of coolness and refreshment.

This feeling he knows that he has broken through, but this time the feeling of breakthrough is not the same as before!

Before he could feel his body carefully, a body around him was affected.

"What's wrong with you, brother?"

Mo Tingxuan only remembered that there was another person beside him, and that he was ugly just now......

Suddenly, the old face was a little red, but it was also an instant, and it quickly recovered.

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay!"

"What did you come up with?"

I didn't want to talk about this topic too much, so Mo Tingxuan hurriedly changed the topic.

"I don't have the slightest clue!" Ye Fan shook his head, looking at Tadpole Wen with a little headache!

He knows many historical texts by heart, but only this kind of writing is indeed unheard of by him.

The font is lightweight, and there is no rule at all, but the tadpoles are not the same!

If you can take it home, let him check the information carefully, and there is still a possibility of cracking, but the conditions here are really not allowed!

Mo Tingxuan already knew the result, if he was allowed to study it for a while, maybe he would really study it, but these tadpole texts are too ancient texts, and as far as the earthlings' research on history is concerned, at most in the Jurassic, where can you recognize these?