I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 185 The perfect pair of hands
It is indeed a precious weapon treasured by the owner of the ancient altar, and it is indeed effective. After a while, the black stone gate was cut with mottled deep scratches.

"Come again!"

Qingluan turned around, held the peacock feather in his right hand, injected powerful soul power, and fanned out a storm of feather blades again.

This time.

Feather blades and wind blades are denser, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a storm.

Even Yun Qingcheng couldn't help taking two steps back and blocking it with his arms, so as not to be affected by the power of Peacock Ling.

"Beep beep boo—"

The Black Stone Gate failed to escape the bad luck of fragmentation this time, and was destroyed by the Feather Blade Storm, cutting into countless small black stones, and the door was opened.

"Haha, it's done!"

Qingluan was very happy, and turned to ask Yun Qingcheng for credit, "Sister Qingcheng, I want to praise you."

Yun Qingcheng couldn't help smiling, stretched out a hand, rubbed the little guy's furry head, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll show you, my Ah Qing is the best."

Qingluan's tail was so happy that if it was in the shape of a bird, she would definitely be able to sing a song for three days and three nights.

Stepping on the gravel on the ground, the two entered the black stone gate.

The room is not big.

It can even be said that it is a generation younger than the previous cubicles where the refining and cauldron furnaces were placed.

In the center of the room, there is a tree.

The old tree has withered, leaving only an empty shell, with gray and white branches sticking out very long, like claws.

"Bodhi tree."

Yun Qingcheng recognized it.

She was a little surprised, the bodhi tree is a very holy ancient tree, which is said to have the effect of warding off evil spirits.Moreover, the ancient Bodhi tree over 1000 years old has a special function - to keep the corpse from decaying for thousands of years.

Therefore, there have always been high-ranking officials and dignitaries who have spent thousands of dollars frantically looking for the ancient Bodhi wood for thousands of years to make coffins for themselves.

People, there will be a plot of immortality.

Even if you can't live forever, you still hope that your body can be preserved as well as it was before you were alive. Maybe you can wake up again someday.

But at this moment, Yun Qingcheng saw a pair of well-preserved hands under the ancient bodhi tree.

— the man's hand.

beautiful!

Fair and slender!
The nails are very neatly trimmed, and the contours of the hands are so beautiful, it can be called the divine work of the creator.

Yun Qingcheng stared at those hands, and for some reason, an inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged in her heart: "These hands... seem to have been seen somewhere."

Qingluan blinked her eyes: "Probably the hands of the altar owner, look, there are curse marks engraved on the arms."

The curse seal is that kind of extremely ancient curse.

Yun Qingcheng recognized it immediately. Isn't this the kind of lost ancient curse seal that the beauty master taught her, which no longer exists on the mainland?

She immediately became excited, and murmured: "Could it be, what does the old owner of this ancient altar have to do with Master Beauty?"

Wait a minute...Master Beauty!
correct!

She said why did these hands look so familiar, but they were not so similar to the hand that the beautiful master often held a teacup and sipped tea in front of her in the dream!
Yun Qingcheng suddenly didn't dare to think deeply.

Why did a pair of hands so similar to the beautiful master appear in the depths of the purple gold palace of the ancient altar?Is this part of the body of the owner of the ancient altar tomb, or the beautiful master's...

stop stop! !
Yun Qingcheng shook his head vigorously,
(End of this chapter)