Chapter 1385: Mohist's Fire Mark

In the ripples, the figure of the black robe man became transparent again.
In a short while, the man on the jade platform had begun to sit cross-legged.
"Misty Rain Dongshan? Lan Ruo? Half Demon... Lan Ruo?!"
He seemed to remember something, and suddenly made a fist.
"Lan Ruo!! Why didn't I want to move?! Why can't she be a descendant of the reckless clan?!!! Haha..."
Suddenly there was laughter in the silent space, seeming to laugh at himself, but also in anger.
"Lan Ruo, Lan Ruo, why didn't I expect that you and I played a dark game under the light?! I have been searching for wild buttons all over the world, but I don’t know it is right by my side!! It’s on my eyelids. Bottom... So even though I've searched the whole world many times, I still haven't found the shadow of the wild button. It turns out that you have hidden it..."
"Om!"
The originally quiet black water pond suddenly caused ripples, like boiling water, splashing everywhere.
"Lan Ruo! Do you want to play? Alright! Then I will play with you!"

Yanyu Dongshan, Yanyu Pavilion, Lanshui Terrace.
Lanshui Terrace is Lan Ruo's former sleeping hall, built on the mountain, like a mountain axe, straight into the sky.
In front of the white jade railing, Ling Luoyu stood around his arms, looking at the things in front of him with a charming expression.
In front of her, was a small purple-brown wooden box.
The wooden box is very simple, without any patterns carved, simple, and extremely ordinary and put there.
Ling Luoyu's eyes retracted from the wooden box and fell on Qu Lang who was holding it in his hand.
"Old Ou...this is the...thing in your mouth?!!!"
Before the confrontation with Lishan, Ou Lang claimed that something was hidden in Misty Rain Dongshan.
Because he was too anxious at the time, Ling Luoyu had no time to force him to ask him what that thing was.
But when she thought about it, she couldn't think it would be such a humble wooden box.
Ou Lang raised it seriously and offered it: "Yes! Except for the eggs of the Soul Wing Demon Dragon in the forbidden area, this is it!"
"This……"
Ling Luoyu was speechless.
This wooden box is normal!
Ordinary to throw it on the street, there may not be much return rate.
She hesitated, but after all she raised her hand and took it.
It's easy to start with, it seems that there is nothing hidden in it except the air.
Thinking about returning, Ling Luoyu still opened the lock very seriously.
"What's inside?!"
"Just open it and see!"
Ou Lang's expression was serious, not as if he was joking.
Ling Luoyu glanced at him suspiciously and lifted the lid gently.
At the moment of opening, her eyes trembled.
Among the wooden boxes, it turned out to be a rolled up scroll.
The scroll is very ordinary, and what makes her tremble is a red fire mark on it.
There is a mark on the fire mark.
A mark she is fairly familiar with.
Manjusawa! ! !
Ling Luoyu had seen this mark in the ruins of the ancient city of Mojia.
Now this is the second time she has seen it.
Could it be that the things inside have something to do with the Mohist school? !
Her fingertips stroked the brand.
"This is the fire mark of the Mo Family! Why is it here?"
"How did you know it was from the Mo family?!" Ou Lang was surprised.
Ling Luoyu didn't explain, turned the scroll over and looked at it again.
"This...can be opened!?"
"Of course not!"
Ou Lang quickly took the scroll and put it back carefully.
Ling Luoyu was speechless: "Since it can't be opened, what will you show me?"