Ling Feng looked at the flower valley that was blooming in front of him, and couldn't figure out why so many people had disappeared collectively, why there was no news outside, so he thought about going forward to check it out.

As soon as he took a step, he heard Ling Shuang's sudden exclamation.

"Senior sister, what's wrong? What did you find? ”

Ling Shuang pointed to a piece of exposed clothing not far from their feet, looked at Ling Feng with a shocked face and said, "Senior brother, I'm afraid that these people have something to do with us, quickly, you be careful, use your sword to pick up that piece of clothing and show me, I need to make sure." ”

Ling Feng listened to her words, obediently picked up the piece of clothing with his sword, and slowly moved it back to its original place and placed it in front of Ling Shuang.

Ling Shuang squatted down, spread out the pieces of the clothes with her sword, and after carefully observing the lines on it, she stood up a little incredulously.

Ling Feng looked at his junior sister in contemplation suspiciously, and didn't dare to disturb her for a while, and after looking at it carefully for a long time, he didn't see anything strange, so he stabbed the fragment of the clothes with his sword.

This stab didn't matter, he immediately discovered the strangeness of these golden threads, he originally thought they were ordinary golden threads, but the sound of metal rubbing on the silk threads surprised him.

"These threads are actually made of gold, who is so generous? I even calmed down and made clothes. As soon as Ling Feng's words came out, a thought suddenly came to his mind.

You must know that on this continent, except for the royal family, the ministers and ordinary people of the DPRK and China cannot use bright yellow embroidery at all. Clothes of this color can only be used in the royal family, that is, the owner of the fragment of the garment. It must be a member of the royal family.

Ling Shuang was awakened by his exclamation, remembering that although she is now a princess of a country, she can only use the clothes of bright yellow and real gold threads, and only on the formal wear of the princess.

The pattern on this piece of clothing is small. But after all, Ling Shuang had been in the palace for so long, and she recognized at a glance that this incomplete pattern was the claw of a dragon.

When she first started learning embroidery in the palace. The upbringing grandmother sent by the queen once popularized the embroidery used by every member of the royal family, and this embroidery pattern could not even be used by Yunmo, who was the son of King Zheng, and could use this kind of dragon as the owner of the pattern. Only the major vassal kings of the dynasty.

"Strange. The mother once sent the upbringing grandmother told me that in addition to the emperor, the dragon embroidery pattern can only be used by the major vassal kings, and the major vassal kings who rebelled have already subjugated the law, and I haven't heard of which vassal king is missing? Ling Shuangyue looked at the corner of this broken clothes, and the more doubts surfaced in her heart, she couldn't figure it out, the owner of this clothes. Is it really buried here, made this purple and red flower fertilizer?

Ling Feng listened to her. After carefully examining the fragments of this piece of clothing, he made a bold assumption: "Senior sister, looking at the fragments of this dress, it should have been a long time ago, is it possible that a vassal king from a long time ago was inadvertently brought here and stayed?" ”

Ling Shuang thought for a while, squatted down again to take a closer look, and found that the rust patterns on the pieces of this piece of clothing were obviously recognizable because they were made of gold silk threads, but the cloth carrying these gold silk threads was indeed a little old, and after thinking for a while, he nodded to his senior brother.

"If your assumption is true, then when we go back, go into the palace and look through the classics, and we should soon be able to find clues."

As the two were talking, they suddenly blew a gust of wind from nowhere, accompanied by a burst of floral fragrance.

"It's not good, hold your breath."

As soon as Ling Shuang smelled the fragrance of flowers, she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, and stretched out her sleeves to block Ling Feng's nose.

Ling Feng obediently held his breath, but it was somewhat late, and as soon as a little pollen entered his body, he felt that his body was gradually getting hot.

Ling Shuang felt that the breathing of his subordinates was gradually getting heavier, and he quickly turned his head to look over, and saw that his senior brother was red and red like a hungry wolf, staring at him tightly.

Thinking of the effect of this purple and red, Ling Shuang couldn't help but smile and reached out to point at Ling Feng's acupuncture points, took out some antidote pills that had been prepared before from his arms, and neatly threw them into his mouth and swallowed them one by one.

Only then did he take out another one, open his brother's mouth and stuff it for him.

It wasn't until after a cup of tea that Ling Feng's face slowly turned around, and he looked at the flowers behind him in disbelief, how could he not have imagined that these flowers were so powerful that he, a cultivator, was caught in the Tao without defense.

After discovering that the poison in his body had gradually disappeared, Ling Feng asked Ling Shuang to unlock the acupuncture points for himself.

As if she didn't understand his eyes, Ling Shuang reached out and rubbed it on his face.

"Look at how careless you dare to be, now you know the power of these flowers!"

Ling Feng couldn't move, so he could only helplessly let his junior sister do whatever she wanted on his face, until Ling Shuang finally had enough of it, and then he unlocked the sealed acupuncture points on his body.

As soon as the acupuncture points on Ling Feng's body were untied, a tiger pounced and hugged her into his arms and gnawed hard at Ling Shuang's cheek.

Ling Shuang screamed in pain, pushed the crazy senior brother aside, rubbed her cheeks lightly, and wanted to relieve the pain, but it didn't matter if she kneaded it, the slight stinging sensation made her immediately 'brush' away the knife.

"Oh, senior brother, are you a dog? It hurts me to death, look at the good things you have done, your face has been gnawed by you. ”

Ling Feng watched his junior sister's face gradually become red and swollen, and he hurried forward with a little weakness to sell his legs: "Senior sister, I'm sorry, it's Senior Brother Meng Lang, I'll give you a who~"

"Die, it's almost hurting me, you still have the heart to play, and you don't want to see what kind of place this is." Ling Shuang slapped away Ling Feng, who was lying on his face and eating tofu, and snorted angrily.

"Senior sister, don't be angry, I'll apply some medicine to you, it'll be fine in a while, obedient~" Ling Feng stepped forward and blew on her face, took out a box of good wound medicine from his own space, and gently applied his masterpiece evenly, and then opened his mouth to change the topic.

"Although this place looks beautiful, it is a dangerous area, junior sister, should we hurry up and get out of here first?"

Ling Shuang glared at him, glanced at the valley in front of him, and found that if she wanted to pass through here, she had to open a road by herself, but let her step on the bones of the dead man, and her heart was a little panicked. (To be continued.) )