Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 372 Demon Mark [1]

Wen Ling's eyes gradually cleared up, and became stable and soft. Lin Xiaoling knew that her spiritual healing skills had worked.

She didn't expect that the spirit healing technique was as effective for ghosts, which made her very happy.

"You are..." Wen Ling blinked and recognized the strangers in front of her, then turned to look at Nangong Jin, uncertain for a long time, "Are you... big brother?"

She is Nangong Qi's wife, so naturally she should be called Big Brother Nangong Jin. Although after all kinds of inhuman abuse by Nangong Qi, if she is not crazy, she will still stick to her duty, keep that love in her heart, and take good care of her. Live with Nangong Qi.

It was only Nangong Qi who hooked out the devil in her heart that made her so crazy.

"Wen Ling, you are locked up by my younger brother now. I, the eldest brother, failed to teach my younger brother well. I should apologize for him." Nangong Jin looked at her apologetically.

Wen Ling's crazy words were too credible, and almost completely overturned Nangong Qi's words.

"I think we should go to Nangong Qi now." Lin Xiaoling gritted his teeth, "Maybe he has a way to make Wen Ling leave. Of course, he may never want to make her feel better, but I believe that he should be interested in watching Wen Ling. Looks crazy."

"If he can come and go freely in the cold palace, maybe Wen Ling has a way too." Nangong Jin was overjoyed, knowing that Nangong Qi is also a ghost, if he can come and go freely, then Wen Ling must be able to too. "

"Don't be too happy, I just think so." Lin Xiaoling didn't think that Nangong Qi would hand over the method easily.

Everyone rushed to the imperial mausoleum without stopping, but Nangong Qi was still nowhere to be seen.

Yue Manlou seemed to think of something: "Maybe we can take a look at his coffin, or leave a clue?"

Nangong Chenyan and Nangong Jin led the way, and soon arrived in front of Nangong Qi's coffin. There were about a dozen characters of long title engraved on the coffin. Lin Xiaoling felt dizzy seeing it, and could only bear the following words: Emperor Taizong Nangong Qizhi bit.

It seemed right, but after knocking on the tombstone and the coffin, Nangong Qi never came out.

"He didn't leave, did he?"

"Or he found out that we knew the truth and was afraid to come out to see us."

Yue Manlou suddenly shouted: "Wait, don't talk."

Everyone quieted down, but saw him approaching the coffin step by step, staring at the coffin with narrowed eyes.

"Look." He pointed to a strange half-moon mark on the coffin, "very familiar mark."

"You have seen it, what does it mean?" No one will put a mark on the coffin for no reason, this mark must have a role, so Lin Xiaoling also became curious.

Yue Manlou shook his head: "I'm not sure, I have to check."

"But you already have doubts in your heart."

Yue Manlou nodded, thought for a while, and said to Yan Zimo: "I asked you to memorize all kinds of symbols that mages need to memorize. Have you brought that book?"

Yan Zimo hurriedly took out a book from his arms: "I dare not forget it for a moment, and I read it several times a day." Then, he looked at the imprint on the coffin and shouted: "Master, this seems to be..."

"The mark of the demon clan." Yue Manlou nodded, quickly turned to a certain page of the book, and handed it to everyone to read, "You can read it yourself."

Lin Xiaoling and the others took a closer look, and saw that there was indeed a mark on the book that was the same as on the coffin, and beside it was the words: Blessings from the Demon Race.

(End of this chapter)