Chapter 190 I am the worst queen of the witch clan
I saw Ji Mo and his party arriving in front of the palace smoothly.
The palace is extremely sacred, simple and magnificent.
Two thick stone doors are tightly closed, with dragons and phoenixes carved on them, runes permeating the air, and wisps of mysterious laws flying, forming a powerful barrier that firmly protects the entire palace.
"This palace is protected by a barrier and is well preserved. It seems that the powerful enemies of the Wu Clan have not been able to attack it. Doesn't it mean that the endless wealth and inheritance of the Wu Clan are most likely stored inside!"
Du Juan's heart beat faster, her blood boiled, and she wanted to rush in immediately.
But after taking a secret look at Ji Mo, he no longer dared to have any greedy thoughts.
The mysterious shadow was hidden high in the sky, watching everything closely, wanting to see if Ji Mo could untie the palace's barrier.
As long as the barrier is opened, it can go in and eliminate the roots.
Ji Mo stood in front of the palace door, looked at the runes on the stone door, and kept tapping with his fingers.
The runes kept lighting up and connected into a mysterious pattern.
Then, the door, which had been closed for who knows how many years, made a "quacking" sound and slowly opened automatically.
Suddenly.
The entire palace was filled with light and terrifying energy fluctuations erupted.
An extremely powerful energy aura swept in all directions.
The violent energy surged, and the white bear and cuckoo standing at the door were immediately shaken and flew out.
If they hadn't happened to be standing behind Ji Mo, they would have been severely injured on the spot.
Ji Mo's hair was flying, his clothes were ruffled, but he remained motionless.
The shadow hidden in the sky was also affected, turning several somersaults one after another, making his teeth itch with anger.
However, when it saw that the palace door was finally opened, it was extremely excited, but it was careful not to act in a hurry and waited for the opportunity.
Ji Mo stepped into the palace, trying to find a way out.
He found a bright light in the middle of the empty hall, and was secretly happy. He thought he had found an exit, but when he got closer, he realized that it was not the case.
What bloomed with light was actually a coffin.
The coffin is made of thousands of years of cold jade, crystal clear, and exudes a biting chill.
What surprised Ji Mo even more was that there was actually a person lying in the coffin, a beautiful girl.
The girl has golden hair, and her whole body is like a jade sculpture carved from ice. She has an elegant temperament and flawless white skin.
Her eyes were closed tightly, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her flawless little face revealed endless sadness.
The girl had no heartbeat or breathing. There was evil energy flowing around her body, and a strong evil aura was exuding between her brows.
On her snow-white skin, you can faintly see the magic lines that are like earthworms. It is obvious that her whole body has been completely infiltrated by the evil aura and has lost its vitality.
Ji Mo stared at the girl in the coffin, feeling a little sad, wishing she was just sleeping.
This should be the last survivor of the entire Wu Clan. Even if he is hiding in a cold jade ice coffin for ten thousand years, he still cannot escape the fate of being invaded by the evil aura and dying.
He stroked the cold jade ice coffin and suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Heartbeat!
He sensed a subtle heartbeat, and the girl didn't seem to have completely lost her vitality.
"Could this woman be the Queen of the Witch Clan?"
White Bear walked over and almost screamed when he saw the girl's blond hair and the colorful scepter placed beside her.
Golden hair is a characteristic of the royal bloodline of the Witch Clan, and the scepter looks like the legendary Witch King's scepter.
All signs indicate that the person lying in the cold jade ice coffin is most likely the Emperor of the Witch Clan!
"It's a pity that beauty has a bad life." Du Juan sighed softly.
Ji Mo said: "There is still a breath left, maybe I can revive her."
He opened the coffin lid and began to use acupuncture to treat the girl.
It didn't take long for the girl to regain her breath and her heartbeat.
But she still couldn't wake up. There was an evil aura gathering between her eyebrows, still killing her vitality.
Ji Mo thought for a while, then bit his index finger and squeezed out a drop of bright red blood.
Suddenly, a strange fragrance filled the air.
The bodies of White Bear and Cuckoo trembled, and they couldn't help but lick their lips, their throats slid, and they kept swallowing saliva.
The two of them stared at the blood drops on Ji Mo's fingertips, their eyes gleaming, and they couldn't help but want to pounce on it and devour it.
Fortunately, Ji Mo immediately put a drop of blood on the girl's forehead.
In an instant.
The girl's whole body was blooming with dazzling light, and she was surrounded by colorful rays of light. Her whole body was like the rising sun, shining brightly.
The evil aura in his body was completely purified like the melting snow of the spring sun.
White Bear and Cuckoo looked at each other, and both could see the shock in each other's eyes.
What kind of blood is this that has such magical effects?
They had a strong feeling in their hearts that as long as they swallowed Ji Mo's blood, they would gain unimaginable benefits.
This crazy idea was quickly dismissed by them, giving them 10,000 courages, and they did not dare to have any evil thoughts towards Ji Mo.
The light dissipated, and the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.
"All the clan members died in the battle, and I am the only one left."
The girl suddenly opened her eyes, a pair of bright eyes like tinkling mountain springs.
The tears in the corners of her eyes dripped down her smooth face, feeling extremely sad.
Then, her eyes showed doubts, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face looked confused.
"My name is Wu Xiaoxiao. I am the worst queen of the Wu clan. I... a lot of things... I can't even remember..."
The girl walked out of the cold jade ice coffin, covering her head in pain and staggering.
Du Juan was afraid that she would fall, so she kindly stepped forward to help her, but as soon as she touched the girl, she was knocked away.
"Do not touch me."
The girl just waved her arm subconsciously, and Du Juan, who was at the peak of the spiritual saint, had no room to resist and flew over ten meters.
She was in a very wrong state, and there seemed to be something wrong with her consciousness.
"Girl, don't be afraid, no one will hurt you. Your body has just recovered. If you cultivate yourself for a while, you should be able to regain your memory."
Ji Mo spoke to comfort him.
He didn't know what was going on, but it seemed like there was something wrong with the girl's memory.
After all, after sleeping in an ice coffin for so many years and being invaded by evil aura, no one knows what the sequelae will be.
"Who are you?"
The girl's eyes turned to Ji Mo, feeling very cordial and she could sense a special connection between the two.
"From today on, I am your relative."
Ji Mo reached out and rubbed the girl's head lovingly.
I am all alone. These words touched his tender heartstrings.
When the girl heard this, her brows stretched, she smiled, and she suddenly fell into Ji Mo's arms.
"Fuck them all to death..."
At this moment, a terrifying black shadow seized the opportunity and launched a sudden attack.