"Patriarch, over there on the vice island, shall we go there?" The old man in a gray robe stood beside Yun Shitian, looking at the crystal in the center of the hall with a solemn expression.

Although the crystal stone does not show any anomalies.

But he vaguely felt that Vice Island was not normal.

Too calm.

With Yunyou's temperament, being imprisoned on the vice island, it is impossible to accept his fate so easily.

Yun Shitian put his hands behind his back, looked at the crystal stone in front of him, and slowly spoke: "Recently, are there any newborns in the clan?" ”

When the old man heard this, he sighed, and his tone was full of sadness: "In the past three years, there has only been one newborn in the clan. ”

Hearing this, Yun Shitian's hand behind him suddenly clenched.

A hundred years ago, our ancestors came to these two isolated islands.

Subdued the local people and established a forbidden clan.

However, just a hundred years have passed, and the forbidden clan is not only facing the severance of their direct bloodline.

Even the original people have problems.

After a while, his voice was low and complicated: "Ah Ruan still has no news?" ”

The old man sighed and spat out a word with difficulty: "None." ”

Ten years ago, the four elders of the clan rebelled.

In the end, the patriarch not only executed the four elders and the party, but also completely controlled the main island.

But the patriarch's wife also disappeared because of this.

Miss Ruan and the patriarch grew up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts.

But for various reasons, the two have never married.

It wasn't until twelve years ago that the two finally got married.

After only two years of marriage, due to rebellion, Miss Nguyen disappeared and her whereabouts are unknown.

There are rules in the forbidden ancestral worship that the clansmen cannot leave the clan.

Twenty-five years ago, the saint abolished her bloodline spell and left the forbidden clan.

Seven years later, Yun Yu quietly left the clan and had a child with someone outside the clan.

The patriarch read for the sake of a mother and brother, abolished his bloodline spell, and imprisoned the child on the vice island.

Although it was a seclusion, the patriarch gave the jurisdiction of the vice island to Yun You.

Yun Shitian's clenched hand slowly let go.

His eyebrows and eyes were complex.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Tell Yun Jiu, keep an eye on the vice island, and once you find that someone has left the island without permission, kill it." ”

"Yes, Patriarch." The old man should get down and retreat with a light sigh.

The bloodline of the forbidden clan is weak.

The patriarch has always been reluctant to do anything to Yunyou.

But Yunyou, it's a white-eyed wolf who can't be fed.

Over the years, there have been no problems with the vice-island.

But that's the biggest problem.

Walking to the gate of the hall, the old man stopped, turned around and said respectfully: "Patriarch, when the interruption continues, it will be chaotic, and the jurisdiction of the vice island, you really shouldn't give Yunyou." ”

After speaking, he gently closed the door of the temple and left.

Yun Shitian had been standing in front of the crystal stone, and when he heard the old man's words, his eyes gradually became full of bitterness.

He understands the truth that when the judgment continues, he will suffer from the chaos.

But he couldn't break it.

The jurisdiction of the vice island was decided before his father's death, although he understood that his father's decision was wrong.

But he couldn't go against his father's will.

The forbidden clan is now withering.

Among the younger generation, only Yun Lan has the power of bloodline magic.

If the clouds are quiet, stay on the sub-island.

A hundred years later, the position of the patriarch will naturally only be Yun Lan's.

But if Yun You has thoughts that he shouldn't have, he won't blame him for not thinking about brotherhood.

In fact, Yun You is the most talented of the three brothers and sisters.

If the younger sister hadn't had an advantage in blood, she would definitely not be Yunyou's opponent.

But Yunyou, the ambition is too great.

In order to stop Yun You, my sister did not hesitate to sacrifice her life to destroy her bloodline spell and suppress Yun You's bloodline spell power.

Once the Holy Maiden abolishes her bloodline spell, the bloodline spell of the direct members of the clan will weaken day by day.

Over the years, the power of his spells has become weaker and weaker, this is a fact.

But the strange thing is that about a year ago, his bloodline technique gradually recovered.

Could it be that my sister didn't die, and she found a way to repair the bloodline spell?

The power of the spell gradually recovers, both good and bad.

If he can recover, it means that Yun Lan's bloodline technique will also be restored.

Over the years, he has also been there a few times in person, and Yun Lan's child is really a pity.

Hopefully, he won't take the wrong path......

In the tomb, after a thorough rest, the group continued to explore the tomb.

In the garden, Fu Shiyu and Qin Ming lifted out the Eight Immortals Table in the side hall.

Nine people sat around the table, studying the drawings given by Wen Xiaoxiao.

"This is where we are now." Mo Yechen pointed to a palace at the back of the drawing and spoke softly.

Yin Xue took a closer look and pointed to a palace on the right: "According to the layout of the palace, there is a high probability that this is the imperial study." ”

As he spoke, he pointed down with his fingertips and pointed to a palace next to the emperor's bedroom: "This is the side hall where we rest, and next to it is the main hall where the prince and their rest are resting." ”

"Since the body of Hanxue's ancestor is not stored in the dormitory, where will it be?" Murong Qing carefully looked at the layout of the palace on the drawings, his eyes full of confusion.

The remaining palaces, both in terms of location and size, are not suitable for burying the emperor's body.

Mo Yechen stroked the snow ball, and when she heard the words, her eyes trembled slightly.

"Then touch them one by one." Dugu Wu raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows and eyes were lazy and bewitching.

"No, go directly to the imperial study." Mo Yechen lowered his eyes and looked at the snow ball, which made people unable to see through the emotions in his eyes.

Yun Lingxi glanced at him, lowered his eyes slightly, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Listen to Chen." ”

Yin Xue looked at the two of them in surprise and hummed softly.

"Let's go, get the ancient medical book as soon as possible, and go out as soon as possible." Yun Lingxi gently helped Mo Yechen to get up, with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

Mo Yechen pursed her lips and walked towards the imperial study with her first.

The snow ball was held in Mo Yechen's arms, it raised its eyes, glanced at the inconspicuous palace in the corner, and lay down again.

Its actions were seen by Mo Yechen.

He paused.

"What's wrong?" Yun Lingxi followed and stopped, silently scanning the inconspicuous palace.

Mo Yechen's action of stroking the snow ball stopped, and he shook his head lightly: "It's okay." ”

The words fell, and he continued to walk forward.

The deep phoenix eyes are surging with complex emotions.

As he looked at the palace, his heart trembled.

The indescribable feeling became more and more obvious.

Walking to the palace where the imperial study was located, the group stopped.

Looking at the luxurious and elegant palace in front of me, there is respect and expectation in my eyes.

Yun Lingxi and Mo Yechen glanced at each other, took a step forward, and pushed open the door of the palace that had been sealed for thousands of years.

The heavy door of the temple was slowly pushed open, and everything in the hall was revealed to everyone.

The three-storey attic-high bookshelf is inlaid with night pearls at the top of the center, and each pavilion bookshelf has night pearls.

Near the window, there is a desk.

Next to the desk, there is a low couch and low table by the window.

Countless night pearls will shine on the entire hall.

"Howe, really Hao!" In Fu Shiyu's mind, there are only words left.