Xiao leisurely walked over and tried to touch the strip of cloth, but found that it was not restricted in any way, but felt a little surprised, so he took it to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The strip of cloth must have been torn from a piece of clothing, not torn off, for its edges were irregularly jagged and slightly burnt.

I can't tell what material it is woven from, the texture is silky and flexible to the touch, it must be extremely comfortable to wear, and don't look at it as thin as light yarn, ordinary weapons can't hurt it in the slightest, even if the weapon treasure spell is difficult to destroy, so what kind of power will make it explode?

I don't know why, looking at this piece of cloth, my mind is full of smiling and leisurely thinking about the mutilated memory picture I saw when I broke through the small realm and fell into a coma before, and the white-robed man was holding it in his hand at that time, as if it was the piece in front of him.

Although he was roughly sure that it was his memory, after all, he saw it from the perspective of a bystander in a coma at that time, so without definite evidence, Xiao Youran still wouldn't subjectively blindly believe it.

Regardless of whether it was his own memory or not, this strip of cloth must be the same piece, so it is not difficult to explain the source of the power that caused the explosion of this clothing, presumably it was also caused by the self-explosion of the man in the white robe.

But a new question arises, who is the owner of this strip of cloth? Judging from the bitter and desperate mood of the white-robed man at that time, this is definitely a very important person to him, maybe his brothers, relatives and friends, or something, right?

For the question that cannot be explored, Xiao leisurely chooses to put it down for the time being, or consider the present, since the items here are restricted and cannot be accessed, why is it outside the regulations?

But I have looked at it many times, but I don't see a reason, this is a strip of cloth, except for the special material, there is no other difference, and there is no spiritual power or anything.

"Is it because I didn't have time to deal with it at the time, so I just put it here?"

In addition to this reason, Xiao Youran really couldn't think of any other reason, and now was not the time to study these details, so he put the cloth back on the table, ready to find a way to leave, but when his eyes followed his hand to the table, he was surprised to find that there were words on it!

These characters were not written with pen and ink, nor were they engraved with a knife, but were printed directly with some kind of force, such as cultivation or magic.

Curious, Xiao leisurely looked closer, and found that there were indeed traces of the formation technique, but the handwriting was blurry and difficult to argue, as if something important was missing, which caused this tiny formation technique to not work normally.

"What's missing?...... It can't be this strip of cloth, right?"

In a flash of inspiration, Xiao Youran hurriedly put the cloth strip back in his memory, and sure enough, when the cloth strip was flat and attached to the desktop, the handwriting seemed to beat, one by one from the desktop bulge, and at the same time became clearly visible, and its content was:

"Fu'er, I'...... I'm afraid I won't be able to avenge you, and I won't have the face to meet you in the afterlife, so let me last leave a trace of affection......"

This passage is very short, and it is also written very sadly, Xiao Youran has been "immersive", and he really felt his mood at the time, even if he looks back on it now, he is still heartbroken, but for some reason, he always feels that something is wrong, but he can't say it.

"Who is Kai, and who is the enemy......?"

Sighing helplessly, he smiled leisurely and stroked the strip of cloth again, then waved his hand to erase the handwriting formed by the battle technique on the table, no matter what happened at the beginning, now that he is "not dead", then these things will eventually be cleared up one day, and this nest is extremely sad, let it stay in the past.

As for the pronunciation of the character "茾" as open, it is not surprising at all with its current level of education, but it is a matter of course.

However, when he destroyed the array and erased the handwriting, the table top also changed, and the originally inconspicuous wood suddenly became a table top carved from a special jade material, and the four legs below also formed a cylinder with a base.

At the same time, a new handwriting appeared on the countertop, which read:

"Oh my God~!You're not dead?How can this ?!!?"

"Huh~?Ask me?"

Xiao Youran waited for a long time and didn't see any follow-up to the handwriting, still staying in this sentence, but this time it was not generated by the formation technique, but directly mapped from the countertop, and there was a faint glow on the edge of the font flickering slightly, as if waiting for his answer, so he pointed to his nose in surprise and asked.

"Isn't this nonsense, this is inside the treasure of the true spirit, and there are others who can enter?"

As soon as his words came out, there was a response on the table, and the light and shade of the handwriting were different, and the flickering frequency was also different, as if forming a special tone of expression, so that Xiao Youran could directly feel that he was being despised by him without guessing.

"Why is there no one else? I saw a demon devouring demon just now, and a demon spirit after a ghost!"

was despised by a "table" and smiled, how could he bear it, raised his eyebrows, and opened his mouth to retort.

"Didn't you put it in yourself, what's so strange? What's the matter? You have amnesia?"

Because I don't know the specific material and name, I temporarily call it Yutai, but Yutai obviously disagreed after listening to his words, and asked in some surprise.

"What? I put it in myself?!"

This smile was really stunned, and his eyes stared at Yutai and yelled.

"Mom~!Why are you shocked, are you really amnesia?"

Yutai seemed to be taken aback by him, and the handwriting reflected was slightly trembling.

"Yes, I have amnesia, I really have amnesia, you know who I am, right? Tell me, who the hell am I and what has happened?"

Xiao Youran hugged the jade platform violently, and asked in a hiss voice like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving driftwood, almost shaking it hard.

"Where do I know where to go, and I know that you are my lord...... Uh, no, my creator, since I was conceived with the Soul Mind, you have made me work all day long, and you will not be paid to change your name!"

"I thought that as long as I worked hard, there was no credit and hard work, and one day I would be able to get through, but I knew that last time you suddenly said that you were going to blow yourself up, and then you sealed me, it's been thousands of years?"

"What do you say you're doing by yourself? What do you think you're a spiritual treasure? So did you blow yourself up? Why do you have amnesia now? ...... you?"

I didn't expect this jade platform to ask three questions and not to say, but instead chattered and complained, and then continued to ask questions, the handwriting was written all over the table, and it flashed brightly and darkly, and it was dizzy to laugh leisurely.

"Gott~, don't ask, why are there more questions than me? You tell me first, how to take out the things here? I'm in a hurry now, and we'll talk about the rest when we have time later." ”

Xiao Youran felt that his head was bigger, and hurriedly drank it, this guy is a chatter at all, although there is some useful information mixed in his many nonsense, but at the moment he really can't afford it, as for its identity, you don't need to ask to know, it is the real instrument spirit of this spirit treasure!

"Hmm~?What do you want to take?" Yutai asked cautiously when he heard this.

"The herbs in the labyrinth!" smiled leisurely, not doubting him.