After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 344
Even if there is, it won't be visible after burning like this.

After observing the tiles for a while, Nan Jiuli couldn't see anything, it's really that this piece of black coal looks like coal, it's strange to be able to see that he is ugly and Yin Wulai.

At this moment, Bei Xuanyu suddenly said: "A Li, give me the tile first."

Hearing this, Nan Jiuli paused for a moment, and then thought about it, thinking that since the tiles were originally A Yu's things, maybe there are some things that only he can see...

Without asking much, she directly handed over the tile, and Bei Xuanyu took it. He suddenly remembered that once in the past, this tile cut his finger, and there seemed to be faintly written words on the tile?

It's just that the handwriting disappeared in a flash at that time, he thought it was vertigo, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

So now, he wants to try again, whether it was real or dizzy at that time.

Thinking of this, Bei Xuanyu cut his finger and dripped the blood from his fingertip.

After a while, the blood droplets dripping on the tiles were gradually absorbed, but the tiles did not respond.

Could it be that there is not enough blood?

After pondering for a moment, another drop of blood went up, and the second drop of blood was still absorbed, but nothing happened.

Immediately afterwards, the third drop, the fourth, ... more than a dozen drops were dripped, without exception, all the blood was absorbed, and the tile finally reacted, and a line of small golden characters slowly appeared on the surface of the tile.

However, before he could take a closer look at the contents of those words, the golden words quickly disappeared.

Bei Xuanyu who was about to retract his hand: "..."

After a pause, he continued to bleed again, the tile quickly swallowed blood, and the golden characters gradually appeared again...

Nan Jiuli: Hehe, is this tile a vampire?

It's a pity that those who should suck blood still have to suck. Just like that, blood from two fingertips dripped, and the tile stopped sucking, and the small golden characters didn't disappear.

Complaining inwardly, Nan Jiuli still took out the wound healing powder and applied it to Bei Xuanyu first. The powder was very effective, and within a short while after applying it, the small wound on her finger healed directly.

Seeing this, Nan Jiuli's expression looked better.

"A Li, I'm fine." Bei Xuanyu couldn't help but say something.

"En." Nan Jiuli nodded, without further words, she took the tiles and began to study them.

Fortunately, the font displayed on it is a common font nowadays, and Nan Jiuli immediately read the content: "Go to the Shangsanzong to get the Qinglong inheritance, and you can get the next clue."

It's only a short sentence, and the meaning is not difficult to understand, but Nan Jiuli is still a little upset.

After spending so much blood, I actually told the location, which is really enough to search.

Forget it, something is better than nothing, no longer entangled so much, Nan Jiuli handed the tile back to Bei Xuanyu.

"Now that we have the next clue, let's go."

"Okay." Beixuanyu replied in a warm voice, squeezing the tile tightly from an angle that Nan Jiuli couldn't see.

This thing made Ah Li unhappy, why not just crush it?
Thinking about it, the strength in his hand became tighter and tighter, and even released the strength.

However, before he really crushed the tiles, a voice sounded in his mind: "No, Master!"

As soon as the sound came out, Bei Xuanyu was taken aback for a moment, but after waiting for a while, the sound didn't sound again, so he thought it was just an auditory hallucination.

So, he ignored the inexplicable voice and continued to increase his strength.

"Master...Master...I'm in your...hands...You can't...destroy me...I'm very useful...Master must still...use me...place..."

The voice was intermittent, as if it was human, a little out of breath.

This time, of course, Bei Xuanyu couldn't regard it as an auditory hallucination, frowned, and asked with his mind: "Who are you?"

"I am the book of prophecy, Master, it was your blood that awakened me."

(End of this chapter)