The oil lamp is covered with tung oil, and the cotton thread runs straight to the end, so if the oil inside the lamp runs out, it will naturally burn to the bottom. There were no flammable materials next to the table, and it was only this table that was lit and burned.

Don removed the oil lamp and picked up a few pieces of paper behind him.

Needless to say, the two arms and an upper body are lifelike, with a red line with small dots drawn on them, which should be the douqi channel that Beth said.

Tang En naturally understands the ominous passages and nodes in the bass's mouth, which should be the meridians and acupuncture points in traditional Chinese medicine.

As for the vindictive spirit and headache he said later, it should be crazy......

Looking at the thin paper, Don's face became even more complicated. The value of these pieces of paper is needless to say, and it is simply immeasurable. It is no exaggeration to say that if Tang En chooses to make it public, it can definitely change the direction of the otherworldly continent. If you choose to sell, uh, Don Hugh wants to live until the next day. So, keep it for yourself?

Tang En took these pieces of paper and shook his head with a wry smile: "It's useless for you to give it to me...... I can't use it at all. ”

Bess thought that Tang En's cultivation was vindictive, so he handed him what he called the "boring thing". But Tang En uses the blood qi of the system, and he doesn't need to go through these passages at all, and the only way to improve his strength is to kill people.

Don't talk about it, Tang En has long passed the age of cultivating Dou Qi.

Therefore, this incalculable value has become a chicken rib when it comes to Don, which has to be said to be a huge tragedy.

After a little thought, Don glanced at the pages, entered them into the system, and lit them by the light of the oil lamp.

This thing is too dangerous, and it will always be a scourge to stay on you. It is even more impossible to take it out and make it public, Tang En is not so great, and after thinking about it, Zuihou has to burn it.

The paper quickly ignited, bent, and zuihou turned into ashes.

Rubbing his hands, Tang En felt like he was ruining an era.

Next was Bes's diary, for which Don was a little embarrassed, and it was logical that this should also be burned, but there was an indescribable emotion that stopped him.

After a moment, Tang En let out a long sigh, tore off the paper in the diary about the study of the Dou Qi Channel, burned it, and then put it in his arms.

Descending to the second floor, Don silently stood in front of Beess's corpse for a moment, this is really a hateful, pitiful, respectable, pathetic person. He kills sentient beings but creates the era, desperately guarding his family but being ruthlessly hurt......

Donn exited the hall and closed the door gently.

Turning back to his dark attic, Don couldn't help frowning, if Lena was at home, as long as Don hadn't returned, there would always be a light on......

How long does the parade take?

Just as he was about to take out the key and open the door, suddenly,

Click......

Tang En turned his head in surprise, it was almost ten o'clock now, where did there be so many horses' hooves.

In an instant, a total of more than a dozen horsemen turned around the corner and rushed towards this side, starting with a woman in a long red dress, surrounded by a dozen black-armored cavalrymen.

The corners of Becky's Donn's eyes jumped, and there was a sense of foreboding.

Seeing Don standing in the doorway, Becky grabbed the reins and slowly pressed over.

"You live here?"

"Uh, passing by. Don looked at Betsy with a malicious look and said.

"Really?" Becky stared into Donn's eyes for a few seconds, then turned her head and said, "Call me!"

"Huh?" Tang En was suddenly petrified, are the second generations of nobles from another world so arrogant......

A cavalryman neatly turned over and dismounted, drew his club, which seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and swung it. ...,