Luo Tian and Chang Bao'er walked around the top of Wansheng Tower, but finally walked down layer by layer again with continuous sighs. There are many chests on each floor, but they are all empty and cannot be emptied, and there are no legendary treasures at all.

Chang Bao'er was a little annoyed, "Brother Luo, what are you doing here?"

Luo Tian didn't seem to hear Chang Bao'er's words, his hands kept moving, and red light flashed on the post again and again. Starting from the fifth floor, as long as it is something of some value, it will not leak into the storage space in Luo Tian's post.

Now that he has reached the first floor, seeing the empty hall again, Luo Tian is very disappointed. In desperation, Luo Tian pulled out his short sword and slowly walked to the stone statue. The stone statue was still bleeding, as if it was endless, and it would not stop at all.

Tilting his head to look at the stone statue, Luo Tian stretched out his finger again and dipped it on the bloodstains, still putting it in his mouth as naturally as last time. This time it took longer, and even Luo Tian kept stirring and chewing with his tongue, and the salty taste was mixed with the fishy taste that came and went, as if thousands of years had passed.

"Grandma's, I was almost cheated. Luo Tian quickly "phew" the blood in the mouth, only to see that the blood fell to the ground and actually began to coagulate, slowly forming crystals.

The dagger flipped over, and the paint on the surface of the stone statue slowly took off, revealing the true body inside. The body of the stone statue is not a clay wood carving, but a large blood-colored stone, and as time passes, bubbles continue to be produced on the stone, and then a large amount of blood-colored liquid flows out of the tattered painted cracks outside.

Looking at the blood-red figure, Luo Tian smiled greedily.

This is no ordinary stone, or rather, it has long since transcended the scope of the stone and slowly evolved into a fragile crystal. He has a nice name, Blood Crystal.

Chang Bao'er was already dumbfounded, although he didn't have any clear belief in the gods, but the education he received since he was a child still made him stop Luo Tian tightly.

Luo Tian put down the short sword a little helplessly, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"Count you ruthless. The angry Luo Tian strode out of the hall.

Chang Bao'er smiled happily, then knelt in front of the stone statue and kowtowed respectfully.

"Did you feel anything?" Luo Tian did not leave the confines of Wansheng Tower, but stood on the steps of the pedestal and held his head in meditation.

"What?" Chang Baoer originally had a stomach full of words to educate Luo Tian, but Luo Tian took the lead. The palm of his hand gently patted Luo Tian's shoulder, and Chang Bao'er's face was very sincere, "Brother Luo, there is a blue sky three feet above your head, it's better not to offend the gods." ”

Luo Tian's eyes gradually blurred, as if he was deliberately feeling something.

Looking at Luo Tian's expression, Chang Bao'er felt that her preaching was still useful, and continued to preach: "Brother Luo, you must be vigilant in the future, people can be bullied, but the sky is far from casual." Destroying the statue and toppling the temple is like digging someone's grave, which is really undeserved!"

Gradually, Chang Bao'er stopped talking, and he found that Luo Tian's short sword was flipped again, but this time it was aimed at the base stone base under his feet. "Brother Luo, did you listen to the opposite, but don't dig people's graves again. Chang Bao'er anxiously pulled Luo Tian's arm and said.

Luo Tian didn't care about it, the strength on his arm suddenly increased, he broke away from Chang Bao'er's hands, and the short sword was inserted into the stone crack again. Because of the long time, there was a slight loosening of the matching between the stone bricks, and the stones shook a little when the short sword was gently pryed. The number of shakes slowly increased, and more and more stones were pried open by the dagger and then moved to the side again.

In less than an hour, Chang Bao'er was surprised to find that she and Luo Tian were already standing in a narrow stone pit.

The stones were moved aside again, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans slowly oozed from Luo Tian's face, falling on the stones one by one, and then bursting and shattering again.

"Brother Luo, stop it, this is the base! Wansheng Building has collapsed in half, what are you doing here?" Chang Bao'er also knew that with Luo Tian's speed and physical strength, even if he dug for a year and a half, he would definitely not be able to shake the foundation of the base, but he still stretched out his hands again and grabbed Luo Tian, he was not sure if Luo Tian was awake at this time, he would never allow Luo Tian to have another accident.

Luo Tian's eyes seemed to be covered with a vague mist, but Chang Bao'er was even more anxious, because in that mist, he clearly saw a touch of green.

Although green is gorgeous and vibrant, green eyes always give people a weird feeling and make people very uncomfortable.

The dagger did not slow down in the slightest, and then another stone was lifted, and even various molluscs crawled out of the underside of the stone.

Luo Tian was stunned, and the short sword seemed to have touched something, and a hard force surged from the sword.

At this time, even Chang Bao'er opened her eyes widely, because it was a rough ancient wooden box. The box looks very old, as if it has been buried for thousands of years, the eight edges and corners have long been decayed, and handfuls of wood chips have fallen from the pitted surface. This looks like an ordinary wooden box, but Chang Baoer knows that this box is not ordinary at all.

The front of the box is painted with a wide leaf, which looks like some kind of mountain vine or something. The key point is that the leaf is green, even if it has been buried in the ground for thousands of years, it is still green, it is not a specially processed lacquer color, but a real green, just like every green leaf in summer.

This is actually a living leaf.

The short sword was thrown aside, and Luo Tian's hand slowly trembled, stroking the shattered box carefully.

Chang Bao'er on the side quickly grabbed the short sword and wiped it on his body, and the soil on the short sword sword continued to decrease, revealing the rust inside again. Chang Baoer wanted to return the short sword to Luo Tian, but helplessly found that Luo Tian didn't care about him at all, even if the short sword had been handed to Luo Tian's head, he didn't look at it.

Chang Bao'er knew that Luo Tian might have been unconscious, and Luo Tian at this time was a stupid idiot. But at this moment, he didn't want to use external force to interrupt Luo Tian and pull Luo Tian back in a confused state. Because he finally saw Luo Tian's eyes clearly, which were the same color as the green leaves on the ancient wooden box.

Therefore, he stuck the short sword in Luo Tian's calf again.

Luo Tian's hands were still holding the box, and the light in his eyes was getting clearer and clearer, as if dancing with green flames. The flame slowly froze, but it was exactly the same shape as the green leaves on the box. He didn't know what was in the box, he didn't know whose box it was, but he knew that this box was for himself, and it had been prepared for a long time.

His lips opened slightly, and Luo Tian spit out two words stupidly: "Peacock." ”