"What's that?!"

Song Ci's mouth grew in shock, and his eyes stared at the treasure chest in Zhou Ze's hand.

After looking up and down, he muttered, "Heart? Are you sure it's the heart? And it's still alive?"

"That's right."

Zhou Ze nodded with a smile and said, "I also said that I won't be scared, isn't it already scared."

"It's not."

Song Ci sat up straight and leaned into the corner of the sofa.

Let Zhou Ze put the treasure chest on the sofa.

Two people surrounded the treasure chest, one left and one right.

"Zhou Ze, something is wrong with this matter... What heart can survive in a treasure chest?" Song Ci couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

It was as if his body was suddenly a little cold, and even his hairs stood up.

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "I could only sense that there was a living creature inside." ap.

"The moment I got it, I knew it was a heart."

Zhou Ze said, and put his hand on the treasure chest again.

"And this heart is not small, even bigger than the heart of a bull!"

Song Ci muttered, "Bigger than a cow's heart? That's fine..."

"Are you alright?" Zhou Ze raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say it's okay?"

Song Ci glanced at Zhou Ze fiercely: "At least it's not whether people are good or not."

"Yes."

Song Ci suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Does Dao Ye know what this thing is?"

Dao Ye's voice floated out of nowhere.

"You two don't open the treasure chest, where can I know?"

"Uh..."

Zhou Ze smiled awkwardly.

"Forget about that."

Song Ci also laughed twice: "Yes, we haven't opened it yet, what are you guessing here?"

Zhou Ze scratched his head, and then took out the strange-looking key in his Taoist temple.

After comparing it, it just fits the missing piece on the treasure chest.

Seeing this scene, Song Ci couldn't help laughing: "Everyone is looking for a place where they can *** the key in this gap, but they never thought that this gap is the real keyhole."

Zhou Ze smiled and said, "It's not that others are not smart, it's just that they didn't think of this."

Song Ci nodded: "You are a good person, and you still want to speak for others everywhere."

"Good eye."

Zhou Ze agreed with Song Ci's words, and then slowly pasted the stone tablet in his hand.

"Click."

As soon as he put the stele at the mouth, Zhou Ze seemed to find that this treasure chest was surging towards the stele.

"Look, this treasure chest is in a hurry."

Zhou Ze said jokingly, and then directly pasted the stone tablet

"Click."

There was a sound, and the stele was not big or small, just stuck in the gap in the treasure chest.

It's so tightly knit that you can't easily detect even the slightest gap.

It's as if the gap didn't exist here.

Song Ci stared nervously at the treasure chest, as if something terrifying would come out of it.

Looking at Song Ci's appearance, Zhou Ze couldn't help but laugh twice.

"Nervous, isn't it just a heart."

Song Ci glanced at Zhou Ze fiercely with his own eyes.

"Bang dang."

The treasure chest that had been placed in the middle of the couch suddenly jumped.

Then, the lid of the treasure chest slowly opened.

White light slowly came out of it!

Immediately after, a white gas came out of the crack where the treasure chest was opened.

Suddenly filled the entire shady space.

Zhou Ze and Song Ci also hurriedly covered themselves

of the nose and mouth.

All unknowns must be treated as dangers.

"It's okay."

Zhou Ze put down his palm, lightly touched Song Ci and said.

"This white gas is not poisonous, but it smells a little comfortable."

Hearing Zhou Ze's words, Song Ci cautiously put down his hand.

After cautiously smelling a trace of white gas, Song Ci found that it was indeed as Zhou Ze said.

Somewhat comfortable.

"It seems that the heart inside is also a good person." Zhou Ze was full of smiles.

Song Ci was a little helpless: "Can you maintain this kind of optimistic temperament anytime and anywhere, and you can joke all the time."

"Isn't it good?"

Zhou Ze smiled and asked, "It's a day to sulk, and it's also a day to be happy."

"Then why can't you make yourself happier..."

Song Ci nodded: "Then if you say that, I quite agree."

As the two spoke, the lid of the treasure chest had been completely opened.

"Poof, poof!"

The sound of a pounding heart rang out.

Zhou Ze and Song Ci looked at each other, and neither of them thought that this was the beating of each other's hearts.

Both of them looked at the treasure chest at the same time.

"Sss

Song Ci couldn't help but gasp.

This treasure chest is not small, and one person can only barely hug it.

But the heart in front of him filled the entire treasure chest.

Even with each beat, the edge of the heart touches the inner wall of the chest.

"This heart, so big?"

"And it's white." Zhou Ze opened his mouth and said, "White heart, have you ever seen it?"

Song Ci shook his head: "I haven't seen it."

"But since the heart is white... Isn't that all the blood and blood in it white?" Song Ci turned his head to look at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"No wonder you showed white gas just now..."

"Do you know what this heart is for?" Song Ci continued to ask.

Zhou Ze smiled and said, "You seem to think I'm very powerful."

"Aren't you amazing?" Song Ci winked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze shrugged his shoulders, and then buckled the box of the treasure chest.

"No matter how good I am, I don't know what a heart can do."

Song Ci's expression showed a hint of disappointment: "I thought you kid knew everything."

Zhou Ze re-fastened the treasure chest and retracted it into the Qingfeng Dao Temple.

As soon as the treasure chest was closed, the white qi suddenly dissipated into the black curtain.

"If I knew everything, I would have dragged you to collect and sell the goods for money?"

Song Ci nodded: "That makes sense..."

"This treasure is amazing."

The host's voice rang out: "It's a dust!"

"Dust?"

Zhou Ze and Song Cimeng sat up straight.

Even the model of the Seifu Temple fell uncontrollably on the sofa.

It seems that Dao Ye is also a little anxious.

"Why do you say this dust is so bad?" The moderator slowly pulled out the dust from under the red cloth.

Dao Ye's voice was a little hurried: "It's Xiaochen! It's a little dust!"

The host slammed into the air.

A flame burst into the air!

"Because this dust can burn flames out of thin air!"

"Boom!"

A sensation!

Zhou Ze's finger joints were pinched by himself.

"Master Dao, is the dust so powerful?"

"Of course! Xiao Chen is the world's number one attack weapon."

"That's not good," Zhou Ze sighed.

"It's a little too dazzling..."