magician

Chapter 450 Wrong Focus

"What's the situation?!" Seeing everything here, Long Yun couldn't accept it.

What about the secret room that was promised to keep the secret?What about the secret?What about the dense dark power felt outside?

Why was there nothing inside?

What the hell is this cozy room?
Is it a joke?

"Maybe it's a blindfold. I'll look for an agency." Yin Huanhuan comforted Long Yun, but he didn't know much about it.

This room looked so ordinary that she couldn't find any flaws in it.

She unleashed her consciousness and began to search for mechanisms in the room, not letting go of every corner.

"This..." Long Yun also knew that Yin Huanhuan was comforting him. Of course, he could see the situation outside, but this situation was too unbelievable.

"I've heard a lot of rumors here." He said, "The patriarch at that time hid all the secrets of the dragon clan here, and the four elders tried their best to arrange the dragon's power outside. If they are not as powerful as the patriarch, they will not be able to enter. Therefore, this place has become the only way for every generation of patriarchs."

"Is the next patriarch really here? Do you know?"

"Of course I don't know. I was already with the Sword God at that time. I only heard about the important things occasionally, and I don't know anything else." Long Yun said.

"So, everything about this place is actually just a legend. What you hear is what other people say. What they hear is also what their ancestors said. No one knows the real situation."

Yin Huanhuan said while groping in this room where you can see everything at a glance.

She came to the desk, which was covered with a piece of rice paper, slightly yellowed.

There was a pen resting on the inkstone, as if he had just finished writing and left in a hurry.

Yin Huanhuan raised his hand and groped lightly on the rice paper.

"Look at this ink." Long Yun reminded.

"En!" Yin Huanhuan nodded, then stretched out his hand to wipe the inkstone vigorously, put his finger between his nose and smelled it, "It really smells like invisible ink."

"To get rid of the invisible ink, you must find the piranha, and use the juice of the piranha to dissolve the invisible ink." Long Yun said, "It seems that we have to go out and come in again."

"Why waste so much time." Yin Huanhuan said, "It's just to solve the invisible ink, I have a way."

She took out a bottle of something from the space, opened it and poured it on the rice paper.

The thick red liquid dripped evenly on the rice paper and penetrated quickly,
After a while, the words on the paper slowly appeared.

"Why do you carry this kind of ink with you?" Long Yun was surprised.

Never thought anyone would carry piranha juice on their body.

"It's a good thing. It can relieve pain, concentrate, and have a burst of anesthesia. It is necessary for home travel. Prepare some for you next time?"

"..."

While speaking, the handwriting on the paper became very clear.

"The beautiful handwriting looks like a woman's handwriting." Yin Huanhuan lowered his head and read it carefully.

The paper is huge and the characters are small, but it tells a story about the love and hatred of three people.

Yin Huanhuan looked at it, sat down slowly, and couldn't help sighing.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a story among them..." Long Yun sighed, feeling quite heavy.

"I didn't expect..." Yin Huanhuan sighed again, "Yan Meng lived so long...the lifespan of the demons is really long."

"..."

Should the focus be on this?
(End of this chapter)