Chapter 899: Golden mask

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Qin Ming's team has two more amazing things, which has attracted the attention of many people. Qin Ming deliberately took them out in those crowded places. The angry sister Ji Yaohua gritted her teeth, but she couldn't help it, she still had to keep a smile on her face. Tong Yan continued to stimulate Ji Xuechen, playing with Ji Yaohua and Ji Yao Xue, in the eyes of others, it turned out to be `` talking and laughing '' and `` happiness and sweetness ''.
Tong Yan also shouted ‘I want to marry you’ deliberately, and everyone was surprised. Is Dihuang Island going to marry the Ziyan tribe? Is a hegemonic force going to board the Ziyan tribe? Tongyan's identity is the son of the patriarch of the Ziyan tribe, and sister Ji Yaohua is the daughter of the owner of Dihuang Island. The marriage of the two is not a trivial matter, and there must be a series of interests behind it.
Even the teams of all the sea clan heard this incident. Although they did not believe that Dihuang Island would be stupid to trust the Ziyan clan, people passed on it and they had to be cautious. The demons and the moon worshipers are still thinking about whether to hire hunters and join other strong teams to fight against Qin Ming. You can hear Ji Yaohua and Ji Yaoxue joining, they have to give up this plan. These two women are not only beautiful, but also the realm of Diwu Jiuzhong. Once they really help Qin Ming, it will definitely be a threat.
Qin Ming they traveled around, searching for treasures, and spreading the news that the island would change dramatically five days later, which also caused a certain degree of tension. Regardless of whether people believe or not, their hearts will attract attention. After all, what happened thousands of years ago has been in the hearts of every intruder. No one wants to die in vain in such an environment, which is also the martial arts and high-level places outside. The reason why Wu was unwilling to venture in.
Over the next few days, Qin Ming was lucky to find many treasures.
There are jade-like blood beads floating in a small pond in Yiwan. I don't know how many years have existed, and I don't know what blood is. There are no swimming fish and no water plants in the pond. It is clear and cool, but very quiet, only those dozens of beads The blood dripped silently.
Taking out a drop and swallowing it, the whole body's blood was burning, the burning bones and flesh were all red and painful. But after the pain, the unexplainable ease was relaxed, as if all the internal organs had been washed. In Ma Dameng's words, there is a feeling of feathering and rising the soul.
After reaching the pinnacle of Sixth Heaven, Tong Yan and Tong Tu successfully broke through the most difficult breakthrough in Diwujing after a few drops of service! Stepped into the seventh heaven!
Qin Ming each had two or three drops. After enduring the initial severe pain, they all had a refreshing feeling of reincarnation, as if even their souls were cleansed again.
They found a white jade old ginseng, which grew on the head of a human figure stone statue. At the moment when it was pulled out, the stone statue turned into dust, floating in the sky, and dissipated in the invisible form. Everyone can see the extraordinaryness of Baiyu Lao Shen. Considering that Fang Muge didn't get the chance, he handed it over to him.
Tong Xin accidentally found a wooden coffin in the dark ditch. The wooden coffin had decayed. There were no bones and no crown. There was only a golden mask, which was smooth and bright, without any dust. The mask didn't know how many years had existed, and it was still golden.
Tong Xin wanted to try it on his face, but at the moment when he touched the skin, he felt a kind of cold fear.
Qin Ming, Yun Qing, and Tong Yan all tried to put them on in sequence, but all failed, not because the mask resisted, but every time they tried, they felt cold and trembling, as if ... it was a real face ...
"Xiaozu, do you know?" Qin Ming carefully looked at the golden mask, exquisite workmanship, as if imitated a handsome human face forged, Jinguangcancan, showing nobility.
Xiaozu stared at the dilapidated coffin. He was another acquaintance, the fifth one. Looking at the wooden coffin, the past is vividly remembered, such as yesterday. Thousands of years ago, how heroic and arrogant you were, how arrogant and arrogant you were, the Fifth Battle Flyover, Jiudu Lishui, in order to marry the Weiyang Heavenly Daughter, blood stained three thousand miles, red that Zhaoyang Temple, and trembled the world. Millions of years have passed, and the great horror who once trembled the world is left with only this worn-out coffin, leaving only a mask, no grave, no one to sacrifice, where is your bones, where is your hero, and you have been suffering The woman she is pursuing ... where is she buried ...
"Little ancestor?" Qin Ming called three times.
The ancestor returned to his mind and slowly shook his head: "I don't know."
"Are you OK?"
"I'm tired, sleep." The ancestor retracted the turtle's shell, sad.
Thousands of years ago, I yielded to heaven and was trapped in the eternal kingdom. Is it a blessing or a curse? If I continue to persist, not from fate, what will be waiting for me? Isn't it also the death row island of Yongzhen? The bones eroded by Wanzai's years are gone, lying in the mud and forgotten forever. For thousands of years, only I woke up, my former enemies, enemies, friends, everything I used to be away ... no longer ...
"What's wrong with your little Wang Ba? It's not as happy as it used to be." Ma Dameng wondered, this little guy is usually a very noisy master.
Qin Ming shook his head, and he wondered, Xiaozu's mood was not high for a long time.
"Well? Why is there a Wang Ba hanging on your neck?" Tong Yao was about to go to hook a horse with a big chest hanging on his chest, a black shell.
A small skull suddenly appeared in the turtle's shell, white and snowy, with black gas in his eyes.
"Ah! What!" Tong Yue exclaimed, and hurried back.
Ma laughed fiercely, shaking the turtle's shell in front of Tong Ye, a rattling noise, the little arms, calves and tail all sticking out, but only bones were left.
"Have you made your king eight into a skeleton?"
"Died half a year ago, and thrown a pity, it became a skeleton."
"Take a skull as a pet, you really have it." Tong Yan was very resistant to these things and hurried away.
"Who wants this golden mask?" Qin Ming looked again in the sarcophagus for nothing.
"You keep it, I don't need it." Tong Yan said they were shaking their heads, this thing is too evil to take risks.
They were about to leave the ditch, and a group of people came in the woods. They stopped a few tens of meters away, their eyes were cold and flashing.
The thick cloaks can't cover their sharp breath, the golden sword pattern highlights the dignity, the gold sword in blood, and the Temple of Heaven!
Qin Ming looked at them for a moment, and he was vigilant. Why is Tiantian Temple here? Seeing this posture does not seem to pass by. Their eyes swept across the team at the Temple of Heaven, and they inadvertently noticed one person inside, being guarded by others. It was a handsome face without expression, like a unique breath, and smashed into their eyes the first time they noticed. A slender figure with a benchmark-like shape, showing rigid and unyielding will, thin lips slightly squinted, and dark eyes sometimes flashed brilliantly, making people dare not to be underestimated.
The man was wearing a blood-colored cloak, a sharp-edged eyebrow, and a tall nose bridge. The contours of the facial features were perfect, but they were sharp and tough. His eyes automatically ignored everyone and settled on Qin Ming.