Villain: The Empress Master is poisoned, and the traitor is ecstatic

"Of course... Of course it's not too much..."

Concubine Zhang Yafei was pinched so painfully that she had to say aggrievedly.

Her voice grew softer and softer, as if even the mosquito calls were gone.

"That's good!"

Only then did Chu Mo let go of his hand and continued to look at the other treasures.

"Huh?"

Chu Mo found that this layer of treasures was not an ordinary commodity, all of them were spell secrets, and even there were several heaven-level magic weapons.

He was hesitating to take it when he saw a yellow card fall at his feet.

Chu Mo reached out and picked up the yellow card and looked at it.

"It's... Could it be?

Looking at the handwriting on it, Chu Mo's pupils shrank, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

"It's a legacy card!"

Concubine Zhang Yafei covered her mouth in surprise and looked at Chu Mo with wide eyes.

The owner's luck is a little too good!

She'd been here for four hundred years, but she'd never seen a treasure like a legacy card.

The owner actually picked up a inheritance card at once!

You must know that the inheritance of the general use of inheritance cards is bound to go against the sky, and the inheritance things are at least saint-level.

Chu Mo also felt strange, could it be because he was carrying too many luck points on his body to embark on such a great luck?

Chu Mo flipped the card over and over again.

Huang Bula's is not a serious inheritance card at first glance

, and there is only a line of small characters on the card, without any mark.

Chu Mo wondered a little in his heart, what is this card?

It can't be the eighteenth style of Ah Wei, right?

"Master, this inheritance card can only be used at special times to have an effect, not yet!"

Zhang Yafei explained.

When Chu Mo heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Looks like I'm thinking too much!

"Alright, let's go! Let's go to the bottom!

Chu Mo put away the yellow card and beckoned Zhang Yafei to leave.

"The bottom? Those are some useless defective products and imitations, which are of little use to the owner!

Concubine Zhang Yafei shook her head.

Chu Mo smiled, didn't refute, and walked straight forward.

"This place is..."

Along the way, Concubine Zhang kept introducing each treasure room, but Chu Mo was always expressionless and didn't say a word.

This made Zhang Yafei feel more and more worried.

Don't... Did you do it wrong?

At this time, Chu Mo's footsteps paused.

He looked in one direction, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"What's wrong, master?"

Concubine Zhang followed Chu Mo's gaze and found that it was a dilapidated room, with all kinds of garbage piled up at the door, obviously this was an abandoned treasure room.

"So you're hiding here!"

Chu Mo smiled faintly, walked over, and pushed open the dilapidated iron door.

"Boom!"

As soon as the iron door was pushed open, a musty smell came to the nostrils, choking people who couldn't open their eyes.

Concubine Zhang couldn't help but cover her nose, her eyebrows were furrowed, and the corners of her eyes showed a disgusted expression, but she endured it again.

Chu Mo didn't care, and walked straight in.

This dilapidated treasure room contains some of the mutilated items on display, most of which are decaying to ashes.

These items have a kind of old age, and it is clear that no one has been here for a long time.

"Master, it's all about worthless things! It's all some scrap!

Concubine Zhang hurriedly pointed to the pile of broken copper and iron in the corner and explained to Chu Mo.

Chu Mo nodded, walked straight over, bent down, and carefully observed the pile of broken copper and iron.

In the light of the sun, it shimmers with a metallic indifferent luster.

Chu Mo looked at it for a while, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

Inside these scrap irons, a faint trace of pale blue veins can be seen, which are wrapped together as if they were not there.

He placed his right hand on a scrap brass and closed his eyes slightly, feeling it carefully.

The veins on this piece of scrap copper were very rough, as if they had been squeezed by some force, and the skin had become uneven, and it was also a little black, as if it had been burned by flames.

"Looks like it's you!"

Chu Mo slowly opened his eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then reached out to grab the scrap copper.

He clenched the scrap copper in his hand, and a strange power instantly poured into his body.

Chu Mo suddenly felt a buzz in his head.

The scrap brass seemed to have been pierced by a needle into a nerve in his brain, causing him to twitch violently, and a huge rush of information rushed through his mind.

This information was so vast and majestic that Chu Mo was a little unbearable for a while.

"Hum—"

He shuddered violently, his eyes bewildered.

Soon, though, he came to his senses.

"Haha, it's really a fragment of the Heavenly Emperor Ding!"

Chu Mo was overjoyed, and hurriedly urged the spiritual power in his body, frantically refining that vast stream of information, trying to absorb and refine this strange divine thought.

This divine thought was extremely pure, as if it had just been born, and had not undergone any pollution.

Streams of incomparably pure divine thoughts poured into Chu Mo's sea of consciousness.

This divine thought was very strong, and it was crushed all the way, and it rushed directly into Chu Mo's dantian.

In an instant, the dantian space became a state of chaos, and the divine thought occupied the most central position, constantly rotating.

"Buzz buzz..."

, the group of divine thoughts seemed to be very dissatisfied with their place, constantly writhing and struggling, exuding terrifying power fluctuations.

At this moment, in Chu Mo's dantian space, a blue lotus phantom appeared.

The lotus flower is in full bloom, the lotus leaves are fluttering, the lotus petals are blooming, and wisps of cyan gas rise from the lotus petals, forming a circle of ripple-like cyclones around the lotus petals, and bursts of sacred fluctuations spread, making people have a sense of worship and worship.

A lotus in the eternal blue sky, and the nine leaves can support the sky!

Qinglian floated in the void, constantly swaying, as if she was competing with this heaven and earth!

There is an extremely mysterious and unpredictable aura in the green lotus, which seems to be able to resonate with heaven and earth!

The nascent chaotic qi in Chu Mo's body was also affected, and he scurried restlessly.

Chu Mo felt that there seemed to be two Great Emperors in his sea of consciousness, and they kept fighting.

He felt his head burst, the pain was terrible, and his eyes were red.

He hurriedly focused his attention on the blue lotus phantom and the cyclone around the lotus petals, trying to control them.

These two forces are more powerful than the other, and the other is crazier than the other.

"This power is so difficult to control..."

Chu Mo gritted his teeth and endured it, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

However, even so, Chu Mo was still unwilling!

In his mind, a more refined force was taking shape.