The wick of that lamp was now as bright as the pearl of the night.

The lid of her coffin was suddenly slammed.

Ah Tao opened the lid of the coffin, and a meat dumpling instantly flew into her arms, holding her and rubbing lightly.

"Mother, you've been locked in a coffin for several days, and the steamed buns miss you."

Fei Ji leaned over and smiled: "The poor monk misses you too!"

Ah Tao trembled and looked at Fei Ji with a cold look.

Fei Ji touched his nose and suddenly looked at the lamp in her coffin, and narrowed his eyes.

"Can you show this lamp to the poor monk?" Non-base roads.

After speaking, he didn't care whether Ah Taotong agreed or not, and just picked it up and looked at it.

Ah Tao wanted to snatch it back, but stopped again.

Feiji's expression was a hint of frenzy and shock.

It can shock this old monk, it seems that he must know about this lamp.

The old monk held the lamp in both hands, and looked at it for a long time as if he were chanting a sutra.

Cangge looked at Feiji and the lamp, and smiled slightly.

The colorful light of the wick of the non-base eyes also seemed to emit a colorful light, and the non-base reluctantly took the lamp to Ah Tao for a long time, and he said, "Do you know what this is?"

Without waiting for Ah Tao to answer, he said excitedly: "This is an artifact!" One of the top ten artifacts of ancient times!! It can raise the dead, it can gather all souls, it is both killing. It is also a living weapon, which can restore the entire soul through a piece of remnant soul, and can also take the soul and destroy the soul directly! ”

After listening to this, Tao was speechless for a long time.

For some reason, her heart felt like it was alive, and it ached violently.

"The wick is so bright, but the soul inside is about to come out? The soul is colorful, although it is colorful, but it is mixed with a bit of turbidity, this soul is a god not a god, a person is not a person. ”

Fu Sheng walked out of the inner hall at some point, he looked at the lamp, looked at Ah Tao's face, and a hint of sneer flashed in his dark purple eyes.

Ah Tao looked at the lamp in her arms in a daze, the light in the lamp was dazzling, as if she was going to suck her into the wick.

For some reason, her heart was sour, sweet, and happy, and she couldn't help but want to show her true form and howl fiercely for three days and three nights.

She was 100% sure that there was a distraction in this.

It turned out that those two faint calls were not illusions, they were really Cangli, it was really him, it was really him.

Her vicissitudes are not dead, she is not gone, he is still alive, right by her side.

She held the lamp in her arms tightly.

With a slight wave of her hand, she threw out the small steamed bun in her arms, and closed the lid tightly.

Vigsitude,

Cangli,

Vicissitudes.

Vigstachi!!

If you come back, my Tao will definitely tie you tightly to my side, even if you are imprisoned, I will also imprison you by my side for the rest of my life.

You are not allowed to escape a step.

Outside the coffin, the little steamed bun sat on the lid of the coffin, holding his chest with both hands, looking at the colorful light in the coffin deeply, and it took a long time before a sentence came out: "I don't know why, I feel a lot of pressure," he looked at Fei Ji and said, "Someone wants to rob me of a woman."

Fei Ji hammered his head: "Don't worry, little one!"

"As soon as that person comes back, Ah Tao won't even look at you."

The little steamed bun was depressed and ate two cans of small sugar man.

Fei Ji smiled and said: "Amitabha, emptiness is color, color is emptiness, everything is empty......

After Cangge's initial smile, his face suddenly became solemn.