Chapter 398: Hand in Hand [15]

Under the faint ink color, the flowers with a little purple light slowly bloomed to the peak of their bloom, and bursts of the faint fragrance of beer spread, which made people fall into a dreamlike dream in an instant. Prosperous clusters, lingering fragrance.

Feng Duwu couldn't help but close his eyes and sniff the wisps of fragrance.

And after Yan Ye urged the Tianyin Zitan away, the tip of his other finger crossed the colorful vitality and drew a purple phantom in mid-air, and as his fingertips slid down, the colorful Zitan phantom fell like a sleeve, overlapping with the purple tanhua without any gaps.

"Take it." Yan Ye withdrew his hand back to his fingertips, slightly pushing the purple epiphany towards Feng Duwu.

Feng Duwu woke up from the illusion of the lingering fragrance of the flowers in the sky yin purple tan, and looked down at the colorful light on the edge of the petals: "Won't it wither anymore?" ”

"No, it won't." Yan Ye said softly.

"Then I can pick it for medicine?" Feng Duwu asked again.

"Yes." Yan Ye smiled and bowed his head, "Tianyin Zitan is extremely powerful, refining the elixir below the spirit product, one petal is enough. ”

"Oh." Feng Duwu naturally knew that unless it was refining the Purple Spirit Pill, there was no need to use too many flowers at all, but he still pretended to know and nodded clearly, "This is for me?" ”

"Or else?" Yan Ye looked at Feng Duwu with a faint smile.

"Thank you very much." Feng Duwu said with a smile, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Got the flowers and left?" Yan Ye felt that this little girl's ability to cross the river and tear down the bridge was extraordinary.

"I know I'm going to be by your side from today onwards, but I'm going to explain it, and I'll report it tomorrow, okay?" Feng Duwu bent his eyes and looked at Yan Ye with a little flattery.

Looking at the pair of watery and bright black and white eyes, Yan Ye couldn't afford to refuse at all, and raised his head to look at the night sky: "Two hours." ”

Although two hours is not long, Feng Duwu was a little dissatisfied, but he did not bargain, pouted and said: "Two hours is two hours." ”

After speaking, he turned around without looking at Yan Ye, jumped over, and disappeared into a white streamer.

Yan Ye saw the swift and unrelenting back, and fell into deep thought, could it really be that he was old? Whether it was in Canaan or in the last three days, there were as many women who flocked to him as Jiang Zhiqing, but when he came here, he finally met two women who made him feel comfortable, and neither of them took him seriously.

Feng Duwu naturally didn't care what Yan Ye thought, the reason why she agreed to follow Yan Ye was not for the sake of Zi Epiphany, but because she knew that Yan Ye was determined to get the dragon ball in the weak water river, and she also came for the dragon ball, following Yan Ye's side, one could monitor Yan Ye nearby, and the other could wait for the opportunity to move and take it by surprise.

She was extremely glad that she didn't use the Illusory Face Pill, but used the unique makeup technique of her previous life, otherwise, with Yan Ye's cultivation, the Illusory Face Pill would have nothing to hide in front of his eyes. This technique was painstakingly learned after she was disfigured in her previous life, and in order to take revenge, she had to change her appearance and lurk around the enemy, pretending to be his daughter every day, pretending to be stupid, it is already her forte, acting in her true colors, Yan Ye's eyes may not be able to recognize her no matter how poisonous she is.

Feng Duwu was in a very good mood and flew towards her own chamber, and then she smelled a strong bloody breath when she jumped over the main courtyard, and her figure moved at the moment, hiding her breath and flying towards that breath, but she didn't expect that the rich bloody aura actually came from Fan Qiong and Mo's room.

"Big brother...... I can't do it, you and the second brother don't bother thinking about it anymore......" Feng Duwu avoided the secret guards in the main courtyard and stuck to the wall, put his divine sense into the house, and heard a weak voice coming.

With the cultivation of Feng Duwu, he has already heard that this person's life is not long.

"Big brother, let's ask the emperor to be the third brother." This slightly anxious and eager voice came from Fan Gong.

"No......" the weak voice struggled to speak, "Big brother...... It took us so much effort and so many people to dig up the ancient tombs, which cannot be leaked...... cough cough cough ...... Once the emperor is informed, all the treasures in the tomb will be handed over, and all the years of hard work will be in vain...... Even if the younger brother survives, life will be worse than death, and the eldest brother ......"

Ancient Tombs!

Feng Duwu was taken aback, she knew that the ancient relics were the ancient cultivators, and the longevity of the strong man had not broken through, and she knew that she might not be able to pass the life and death barrier, so she set up a tomb for herself early. Just like in ancient China, those cultivators who died would be buried with countless treasures, but she didn't expect that Cangyun would also have ancient tombs.

At this moment, Feng Duwu understood why the Fan family followed the cultivators who had no foundation in the Chaohua Society network every year, and it turned out that they were digging graves for them! There is no foundation, once the Chaohuahui becomes a member of the Fan family, naturally they can only rely on the Fan family, and the Fan family will inevitably use the treasures in the tomb as bait, those cultivators will willingly dig the tomb for their Fan family, but they have been blinded by interests, but they did not expect that their cultivation is lower than that of the Fan family, and when the tomb is dug up, how can there be their way to live.

"Son, do you think this ancient tomb is true?" Feng Duwu was a little skeptical.

"Mother, it may be true." The little prince replied, "Two thousand years ago, there was no division of planes, only the division of heaven and earth, and the division of planes was that after the dragon clan ruled for nine days, the ancestors dispersed the spirit yuan and divided it in order to manage the nine heavens. Therefore, two thousand years ago, Cangyun also had many strong families of cultivators. ”

"No wonder there will be ancient demon beasts in the Bi family." Feng Duwu nodded clearly.

"Third brother, the second brother can't save you, but he can't watch you die." At this time, Fan Gong's grief-stricken voice came from outside, "We may not be able to surrender the things in the ancient tombs, and even if we can surrender, we may not be able to cover them, and they may bring the disaster of annihilation to our Fan family." The third brother must not be sacrificed with a calamity. ”

"Second brother...... cough cough ...... cough violently because of the urgency of the voice that was getting weaker and weaker, "Second brother, this ...... At this time, my younger brother brought out a book of exercises from the tomb, this is an ancient exercise, the Fan family has practiced this exercise, don't say Cangyun, Lin Li Canaan is also just around the corner, if there is a chance to win a place in the last three days, it is not a fool's dream, this is the hope of our Fan family, sacrifice me a...... I am an evergreen in exchange for the Fan family, and I die without regrets......"

The room suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, Fan Qiong's mournful voice sounded: "Third brother, eldest brother...... I'm sorry for you! ”