Several people gathered around the fire that was almost burning out.
They all stared at the fire.
Big eyes and small eyes.
Until the flame burns out completely.
Inside the fire, there was only a pile of ashes.
Not even the scraps of the scroll were left.
"Palace Master, the portrait of our ancestor has been completely burned to ashes."
Meng'er said in a daze.
Leng Muxue was also a little confused at this moment.
She couldn't help but glance at Ye Qingyun.
But Ye Qingyun is still calm at this moment.
But my heart was filled with panic.
It’s over!
The painting was burned to ashes, and there was no map at all.
Could it be that I really thought wrong?
This is considered a trouble.
I burned the portrait of my grandmother.
Everyone in the Moon God Palace must fight against themselves, right?
I thought about the scene where five thousand female disciples swarmed me and cut me into pieces.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but shudder.
Yue Xia and Huikong also became confused.
Could it be that Ye Gaoren really made a mistake this time?
In the past, he was always on target.
Tsk tsk!
Is it because of Leng Muxue?
Disturbed Ye Gaoren's mind?
Probably!
This woman is not a good person at first glance.
certainly.
This is Yue Mixia's own idea.
In Huikong's head, he could only think that everything Ye Qingyun did had hidden meanings.
Even if this painting is burned to ashes, it will definitely be a different ashes.
Da Mao lay lazily on the edge.
It seems like what's going on here has nothing to do with it.
It's just that Da Mao kept looking toward the southwest intentionally or unintentionally.
It seemed that something caught its attention there.
"Master Ye, this"
Leng Muxue couldn't bear it anymore.
I want to ask Ye Qingyun what is going on.
Ye Qingyun was panicking to death.
On the surface, it is as stable as an old dog.
"Well, as you can see, Lord Leng, this portrait was burned to ashes.
But I think there must be another mystery behind this pile of ashes."
Ye Qingyun said pretentiously.
Leng Muxue looked at the ashes on the ground suspiciously.
I even pulled it with my hands.
But there was nothing.
Leng Muxue looked at Ye Qingyun with eyes that were getting more and more strange.
Ye Qingyun could hardly hold himself any longer.
I cried secretly in my heart.
Ye Qingyun, Ye Qingyun.
You just play the harp when you play the harp?
He was so incompetent that he was so smart that he burned the portrait of his grandma.
Are you okay now?
Did you get into big trouble?
I won’t say anything if I offend someone.
How can this be compensated?
How about committing yourself to it?
I guess people still look down upon me.
well!
If it doesn't work, I'll just draw another one for her exactly as it is.
"Palace Master Leng, actually I can explain this matter."
Ye Qingyun just wanted to admit his fault.
"Palace Master, look quickly!"
Meng'er on the side suddenly exclaimed.
When she shouted, everyone was startled.
Then they all looked at the ground.
I saw the ashes on the ground suddenly spinning on their own.
But there is no wind at all here.
at the same time.
The four stone pillars with fire cloud patterns around the main hall all shone.
Buzz buzz!!!
The four stone pillars simultaneously illuminated a ray of light.
It landed on the swaying and rotating ashes with incomparable precision.
A shocking scene appeared.
The ashes actually floated up, like a slender snake, flying in one direction.
"This must be guiding us to where the treasure is!"
Leng Muxue was extremely excited.
Several people followed immediately.
Ye Qingyun was also inexplicably nervous.
To be continued...