As for why Li Si's name was not engraved on it, Yuan Feng did not worry too much.

Looking at the liquid in the seven pits, he didn't think about it, and took out the seven spatial jade bottles again, and filled these transparent liquids into them.

"Yuan Feng, Yuan Feng, I want it! I'm going to! ”

After Yuan Feng took away all the transparent and shiny liquid, Xiao Lei Yin's voice came out, and his tone was mixed with excitement and excitement!

In addition to Xiao Lei Yin's spiritual voice, Yuan Feng also found that his summoning mark had been touched, obviously Han Han who was in the thunderstorm plane, and he was also impatient to want these liquids.

"Don't worry, I don't know what this thing is for, can I give it to you when I investigate?" Seeing that the two little guys were in such a hurry, Yuan Feng also patiently explained on the side.

Even if this transparent special liquid works on Xiao Lei Yin and Han Han, he still feels a little unwilling if he doesn't know the name of this item.

So he used the voice of his heart to inform Xiao Lei Yin, and he touched the contract, and told his thoughts to Han Han, who was far away in the thunderstorm plane, so that the two little guys quieted down.

After pacifying, Yuan Feng raised his head and looked at the giant eye above, and found that the other party did not move at all, and he was a little puzzled.

"Could this eye be made by an ancient king? If that's the case, the previous craftsmanship is too strong..."

He had seen that eye, and the one on the top of his head, except that it was too small and had no spirituality, was not much different from what he had ever seen.

"Is there any special meaning to putting your eyes here?"

After thinking about it for a while, Yuan Feng didn't pay much attention to it, it was best not to move, and save himself from scaring himself.

However, just when Yuan Feng paid his attention to the coffin, this eyeball, which was like an ornament, was instantly full of spirituality.

After seeing Yuan Feng below, it blinked, and its eyes kept looking at the other party's back, not knowing what it was looking at or thinking.

"Huh?"

Yuan Feng, who was approaching the coffin, seemed to sense something, he quickly turned his head, and his eyes searched for suspicious places in this main burial chamber.

His gaze swept back and forth, except for the mercury that he couldn't see through, Yuan Feng's gaze had swept all the corners of the main tomb.

"Is it my delusion?" Shaking his head, Yuan Feng felt that he should be scaring himself, so he looked at the coffin in front of him again.

After hesitating for a while, Yuan Feng folded his hands and bowed, "I'm sorry." ”

Soon, Yuan Feng used both hands and began to push open the lid on the coffin.

It should be because no one was buried inside, and the coffin lid was only symbolically covered, and it was not particularly tight.

In addition, because it is made of a special kind of wood, even if this coffin lid is very heavy, it is okay for Yuan Feng, a high-level magician.

As the lid of the coffin was pushed open, the scene inside the coffin was slowly revealed.

......

The magic capital, the periphery of the Pearl Academy, after Mo Fan ran out. Mu Nujiao, Zhao Manyan and Aitutu also chased out one after another.

"Mo Fan, what's the matter with you, do you know the purpose of participating in the tryout!"

After finally catching up with Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan gasped and questioned Mo Fan word by word, wanting him to give him an explanation.

You must know that he, Yuan Feng and Mo Fan decided to go to the World Academy Competition together.

It is basically an ironclad fact that he entered the national service team, and now there is only one Mo Fan missing, he doesn't want any of the three of them to be absent from the national service team.

Compared with the anxious Zhao Manyan, the shepherd slave Jiao who followed closely was very calm, he looked at Mo Fan with an anxious look on his face, and asked, "Mo Fan, could it be that something is wrong?" ”

Aitutu didn't speak, but just shrank behind Mu Nujiao, because Mo Fan was a little frightened at this time, and it felt like killing the red eye.

Although he didn't speak, those worried eyes showed that Aitutu also cared about what Mo Fan was doing now.

After sensing the concern of his friends, Mo Fan calmed down his emotions and said calmly: "I want to go to the ancient capital." ”

Even if the text message said, Zhang Xiaohou may have died at the hands of the undead.

But his Mo Fan's creed is that he must see people in life and corpses in death.

Since the military can't find Xiaohou's whereabouts, then he will go to the ancient capital to find it himself, even if the ancient capital is chaotic now, it is still the case.

Hearing that Mo Fan was going to the ancient capital, the faces of the three of them changed, obviously the situation that happened in the ancient capital was not very good.

"Mo Fan, you can't go to the ancient capital!" Afraid that the other party wouldn't be able to think about it, Zhao Manyan hurriedly said: "Those undead don't know what's going on, and they are frequently appearing near the ancient capital. Maybe when, there will be an army of the undead attacking the ancient capital, and if you have something, you have to pick a time! ”

"And don't forget, we're going to the World Academy Contest together!"

"Let's talk about it when we come back."

Shaking his head, Mo Fan didn't say much, just passed through the blockade of the three of them and ran outside the school.

Before leaving, he left a sentence: "Don't worry, I'll be fine, this time I went to the ancient capital, I went to pull the wind back by the way." ”

More than a week ago, Yuan Feng had already left the Demon Capital and told everyone that he was going to the ancient capital.

It's just that every few days, there is news that a large number of undead are wandering around the ancient capital. In addition, it has been so long, and he has not dialed Yuan Feng's phone, which can make everyone anxious.

This time, when I went to find the monkey, I dragged the wind back by the way.

Of course, with such a big killer as Fengzi, it should be easier to find the whereabouts of the monkey in the land of the dead.

"Yuan Feng..."

Hearing Mo Fan's voice, Mu Nujiao's mind inexplicably thought of the other party's figure. Thinking that the other party had been out of touch for more than a week, she was very worried.

Outside the school gate, Mo Fan took out his mobile phone, turned out the number with the remark 'Fengzi', and dialed it again.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not on the server, please dial again later..."

"Damn, is that the case again?"

Seeing that he couldn't dial Yuan Feng's mobile phone, Mo Fan was also very anxious.

As far as he could tell him, the probability of something happening to Fengzi was not great.

But first, it was rumored that the undead wandered away from the ancient capital, and the monkey was killed, and he didn't contact the other party for a long time in Lenovo, which had to make him think more.

The phone couldn't get through, so Mo Fan could only edit a text message and send it over, hoping that the other party would receive it.

After running out of the campus, he just wanted to take a car to the airport, when a figure suddenly appeared behind Mo Fan.

"Who!"

Sensing that someone was approaching behind him, Mo Fan's face tightened, and his fist was directly entangled in flames!

......

In the main burial chamber of the Lishan Mausoleum, seeing the almost empty coffin, Yuan Feng still took a breath.

Although Soap knew that the probability of the ancient king being here was very small, he still had a trace of luck in his heart, and when he saw it with his own eyes, he was dead...

But it's not a big problem, there seems to be something carved in the coffin, and there should be some clues.

The first thing that catches your eye is the small seal of the Qin State that represents the 'Ying Zheng'.

The name of the ancient king is a little different, and there seems to be a vortex-like pattern around it, as if it is a frame.

Outside this whirlpool, there are villains, guarding this whirlpool like a tide.

"The vortex should be the city or land of the ancient king, and the villain should represent the people of Limin, right? But if these little people have a pattern of flame on their bodies, do they represent the suffering people? ”

Thinking of the hardships of the ancestors' lives two thousand years ago, Yuan Feng felt that it was a lot more reasonable. After confirming his suspicions, his gaze probed and looked elsewhere.

I saw the eight directions of the whirlpool, each with a picture of a village, which should represent other cities other than Xianyang.

Behind the village, all but one of the eight large figures were dressed in battle armor.

This couldn't help but remind Yuan Feng of the eight names carved in the eight pits filled with transparent liquid.

"I thought that the eight figures should represent the generals stationed in every city, but the appearance of Ah Fang is a little strange..."

While guessing, Yuan Feng's gaze shifted again, looking at an emerald green bead, which was exuding a strong breath of life...