Chapter 715: Essence cannot be melted

Nan Yan couldn't believe her ears.
"what?"
This jade disc, knows witchcraft?
how is this possible?
This is simply more incredible than the forbidden techniques they encountered in the desert city before.
Zhu Feng's expression on the side was deep, and he said, "What do you have, you can just say it clearly."
Munch looked up at him, as if he was dissatisfied with using words to tease Nan Yan, Zhu Feng's face was already very unsightly under the firelight.
Munch smiled faintly, and then said, "Well, in fact, this jade disc is not an ordinary jade disc. Before we were born, our family members would prepare such a jade disc and wait until we were born. After that, engrave the name with the birth date."
"..."
"Then, hand it over to the wizard of the clan."
"..."
"After the wizard got the jade plate, the first thing he did was to pierce the baby's finger and drop a drop of his (her) blood on the jade plate."
"..."
"Then the wizard will enshrine the jade disc with witchcraft, so that the baby's blood will be incorporated into the jade disc."
"..."
"Jade and this person have an invisible connection."
"..."
"This person has become the master of the jade disc."
"..."
"From now on, it will not absorb anyone's blood, only the blood of the owner will merge into it."
Nan Yan frowned and listened.
After hearing it all the time, she somewhat understood.
But immediately said: "But I—"
"I know what you are asking," Munch said. "You are not Princess Tana herself."
"..."
"However, if they are descendants of the master of the jade disc, their essence and blood will be partly similar to that of the predecessors, and can also be incorporated into the jade disc. It's just—"
"Just what?"
Munch was silent for a moment, and then said, "Try it first."
Nan Yan looked at him and then at the jade dish.
Indeed, it is useless to say more.
Now that you have found the jade disc belonging to Princess Tana, you can find the truth with just a drop of blood.
She immediately took out the dagger from her arms.
Standing behind her, Zhu Feng frowned and said, "Nan Yan."
Nan Yan looked back at him and said softly, "The emperor, I need this truth."
"..."
The two looked at each other for a while.
Zhu Feng walked over slowly, took the short sword in her hand, and then held up her left hand, and said solemnly, "Let me come."
Nan Yan pursed her lips and nodded.
After all, it is necessary to pull a hole in the hand, even if it knows that there is no danger, but girls are still afraid of pain after all.
She started by herself, maybe she could shave her fingers off with a shake of her hand.
Zhu Feng picked up the dagger and swiped it lightly on her fingertips
"hiss!"
Nan Yan took a breath of air, felt a tingling pain on his fingertips, and immediately, a drop of blood came out.
Munch brought the jade disc to her hand, and Zhu Feng squeezed her fingertips and shook it lightly.
A drop of blood dripped onto the jade dish.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on that drop of blood.
Although Nan Yan paid attention to it, her fingers were still a little painful, but the next moment, she saw Zhu Feng pinching her fingertips into her mouth and licking it gently.
"...!"
A damp, hot and soft feeling ran across the wound.
Nan Yan's face suddenly turned red.
Munch and Ajislan, who were standing on the opposite side, also saw it. Their faces changed a bit, but they didn't say anything.
Only Ajislan coughed slightly.
Zhu Feng said: "Does it still hurt?"
"..."
There is no way to speak.
Nan Yan blushed, took his hand back from his hand, and gently put it on his chest, only feeling his heart beating.
Why are you doing this in front of so many people?
Ashamed!
Although it was the most important thing in front of her, she couldn't help but blushed and her heartbeat, she could only try her best to bring her attention back to the jade plate.
She gently said, "Your Majesty, how long does this take?"
"..."
Munch looked up at her in the flames, and then said, "I don't know."
"what?"
Nan Yan was taken aback and looked at him with wide eyes.
Zhu Feng's brow was also frowned.
Munch said: "I told you just now that the blood of the descendants of the master of the jade dish will be somewhat similar to the master, but it is unclear how long it will take to recognize it."
"Didn't the wizard tell you?"
"In the past, nothing like this has happened."
"..."
Therefore, the wizard does not know.
This is why he just stopped talking.
Munch said: "So, we can only wait."
"..."
At this time, of course there is no other way.
The strange thing is that the blood beads did not melt in, and there was no sign of drying out or solidifying. It seemed that this jade dish was indeed something special, and it could keep the blood beads always there.
However, as time passed bit by bit, the drop of blood did not move.
Nan Yan felt a little uneasy in her heart.
After that, everyone couldn't hold it anymore.
Zhu Feng let people come up and made a pair of bonfires on the beacon tower. Fortunately, no one would pay attention to the beacon fires at this time. They sat down around the pile of bonfires and put the jade discs in the fire light energy. The lightest place
Nan Yan sat beside Zhu Feng, staring at the drop of blood.
Gradually, the flames flickered.
She slowly leaned against Zhu Feng's shoulder, and felt one of his hands stretch out and embrace herself, and a sense of peace of mind came to her heart.
So I closed my eyes in the languidness.
I do not know how long it has been.
Nan Yan felt a little numbness in her hands and feet. She opened her eyes and saw the flames flicker. After a bit of ignorance, she opened her eyes again.
Why did I fall asleep?
Zhu Feng next to him said, "Don't sleep a little longer?"
Nan Yan turned his head and looked at him. He was holding a water sac in his hand, ready to drink. Only then found out that he fell asleep leaning on his shoulder without knowing it.
Nan Yan was still a little chaotic, and murmured: "Emperor, what time is it?"
Zhu Feng glanced at the sky in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "At Mao's time, it's almost dawn."
"Ah? Why don't you wake me up?"
"I will help you stare."
He, Munch, and Ajislan were always awake, but Nan Yan hurriedly looked down at the jade plate
Nothing happens.
That drop of blood is still there!
She couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter?"
At this time, a voice rang next to him—"Aren't you?"
Turning around, it is Mandu.
From the time we met until now, he hasn't said a word, almost making people forget his existence, but at this time, he seems a little uncontrollable.
The expressions of Munch and Ajislan also became a little complicated.
Ajislan murmured: "But, how is it possible?"
"..."
"I clearly saw that the stone stele of the princess on Xingluo Lake was erected by Si Boyan."
"..."
"If it wasn't him, who would it be?"
Munch frowned, his face rarely solemn. Before speaking, suddenly, the soldier guarding under the beacon shouted: "Who?!"