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"After my parents discovered the flame bureau, they used this formation to break it. Therefore, everything recovered and returned to normal green mountains and green waters."

Ripples are written on the ground.

"So that's the case."

Yang Zimei nodded.

Water flourishing dragon.

Huo Kelong.

If the ancient tomb is surrounded by flames, it is equivalent to a trapped dragon, which will lead to the extinction of the descendants of the family!

Could it be that the tragedy of Long Zhutian's grandfather's family was restrained because of this?

"Ripple, when did your parents break the flames?"

"More than ten years ago. It was because of this game that my parents were seriously injured, so they couldn't get sick and returned to immortality."

After Lianyi finished writing, her eyes were full of sadness and gloom.

Yang Zimei picked it up and stroked its head, "Thank you parents."

Lianyi wrote the words "life and death" on her palm, and a touch of relief appeared in her originally gloomy pupils.

This little fox can see through.

Yang Zimei's heart ached even more.

Lianyi jumped down from her arms and continued to write, "My parents broke the formation that day, and they didn't have this iron tower artifact. When they broke the formation, they were not sure to control the overall situation, so they were injured. You have this iron tower, which can be used to cooperate with this formation-breaking method. , plus this flame bureau is small, it will be easier to crack, and you will have no problem cracking it."

Yang Zimei's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Ripple nodded.

"Sister, Lianyi is right. With the protection of the iron tower, at least you won't get hurt."

Xiaoqian said from the side, "And your little clock, according to my feeling, it must be no worse than the small iron tower, but you have never used it, ring it at a critical moment, it should be useful .”

"Little clock?"

Yang Zimei took out the little clock from Grandpa Min Gang that day from the storage ring.

When she rang the little bell that day, Sadako and the master became very uncomfortable, so she never used it again, and even forgot about it.

Xiaoqian nodded.

Yang Zimei shook slightly.

The small bell made a clear and pleasant sound like a wind chime, which even spread throughout the village.

It was not loud, but the whole village could hear it.

They were shocked by the sudden sound of the birth clock, and they went out to look, but they didn't know where the sound was.

"I think I've heard the bell before."

Ripples write on the ground.

"where?"

"Can't remember."

Lianyi shook her head, trying to remember.

"No matter where you hear it, from the sensitivity of Zhenzi and Daoist to the bell that day, we can see that this bell can definitely drive away evil spirits and drive away all filth."

Xiaoqian said from the side.

"It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, my ears..."

The bodyless ghost attached to the jade covered his ears and rolled, as if being burned by the fire of purgatory.

Yang Zimei hurriedly stopped the bell.

The bodyless ghost slowly calmed down.

"Sister, when you rang the bell just now, the whole flame situation seemed to have changed a little bit, as if the flames were shorter when they encountered something fearful."

Xiaoqian pointed to Huangling and said.

Yang Zimei also made this discovery.

The underworld fire produced by the Flame Bureau belongs to Yin fire, and the sound of this bell restrains all evil.

It seems that what she got was another artifact!

She wrapped the Shaman with a spell, isolated him from the bell, and protected him from being hurt by the bell.

Yang Zimei held the small bell and rang it again.

The tinkling of bells reverberated in the sky above Huangcun, like fairy music, and also like the weird sound from the mysterious hell...

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