Professor Monalo trembled with excitement. "Oops...... Isn't that amazing!!! If I'm not mistaken, this ...... The mask on your face is called the 'Golden Phoenix Crown', right? ”

In our country, anyone who is engaged in antique research and collection, and archaeological excavation, whether it is official or non-governmental, these experts, who do not know the origin of the Golden Phoenix Ruiguan! It's just that the Golden Phoenix Ruiguan has always been a legendary national treasure, and in history, no one is sure whether there is such a treasure or not. But now, as soon as Professor Monalo glanced at him, he immediately recalled the drawing of the golden phoenix crown that his teacher's teacher had drawn for him according to his memory.

This mask is the funeral object of the Empress Dowager Cixi, and it is a priceless treasure! Its value far exceeds the combined value of the treasures looted by the Eight-Nation Alliance from the Old Summer Palace! There were also a lot of people sent from above to inspect all over the country, but they didn't inquire about the slightest clue of Jin Feng Ruiguan, but they didn't expect to see it on the face of this mysterious woman today.

"Cheng Feng, then, let's not leave tonight, since she can tame the White Deer King and has a golden phoenix crown on her face, she must not be an ordinary person, even if the Drought Corpse King comes, she will be afraid of her, only she can protect us." Professor Monalo said to everyone.

Na Xi asked him: "Golden Phoenix Ruiguan?" Are you sure you haven't looked away? Isn't this the funeral object of the legendary Empress Dowager Cixi? ”

Ma Chengfeng still doesn't know whether this woman is friend or foe, no matter what she does, she is always inseparable behind her. The aura on this woman is very powerful, and that feeling is both intimate and intimidating. The woman still didn't speak, and sat down cross-legged in front of the dilapidated futon in the ancestral hall, and the sturdy White Deer King walked in from outside the house, poked his head and licked his master's golden mask, as if he had heard some order from his master, and turned to go out.

"That brother, Sister Chu, you two go and look for it, see how many things can be burned in this old house, find them all for me, it is estimated that it will not be long before the drought fish will have to find the door."

All that could be burned in the house was old furniture and empty coffins. Everyone made torches from everything that could be burned, and the inside and outside of the stilted building were already illuminated, just waiting for the guy to arrive.

The weather was dreary, and although the rain had stopped, the moon was again covered by a thick cloud of thunder. After the Dry Corpse King in Wuling Mountain roared twice, there was no movement. The silence in the mountains and forests was terrifying, and the burning fear swept in, and everyone stood anxiously behind the woman as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

After a while, the White Deer King came back from outside, and in his mouth he was holding a string of green vines, and this long vine was full of delicate flowers, and the long vines were covered with spikes, which would pierce people's fingertips if they were not careful. It's a fairy grass that lives on an old banyan tree!

The White Deer King put the string of fairy grass beside the woman, and the woman picked up a flower and sniffed it in front of the golden mask, then nodded with satisfaction, he plucked the delicate flowers one by one with his pair of jade fingers, and then held the flowers and petals of the fairy grass, and threw them all into the fire.

Suddenly, the fire seemed to explode, and a fire burst into flames, followed by the strange fragrance. Everyone only knew that the girl in the Falling Flower Cave had the habit of eating fairy grass since she was a child, and they didn't know whether this beautiful petal was poisonous or not, so she quickly covered her mouth and nose and held her breath.

The woman left a flower in her hand, and she looked at the fairy flower in her hand in a daze, it was an incomplete flower, and the bud seemed to be infected with some magical power in her hand, and it was slowly blooming at a speed visible to the naked eye. Women, whether young or old, there is no woman who does not love flowers and beauty, and so is she. She picked up the blooming fairy flower and reached out to insert it into the sideburns above her head, but there was a buckle of a golden phoenix crown on the sideburns, and after several attempts, the flowers slid down her short silky hair.

"Senior, I'll help you." Chu Tianyue walked over and picked up the flower, smiled and put the flower under her sideburns. Then he took out a small mirror and looked at her.

"Hehe......" She finally had a voice and laughed! It's just that the smile is hidden under the cold mask, and the world can no longer see her beautiful face.

But as soon as her laughter fell, the originally delicate fairy flower withered instantly on the top of her head, this process, Ma Chengfeng saw it really, not only the flowers withered, but at that moment, even the woman's soft short hair turned silvery-white, and the cloud temples were remnant...... The woman looked at herself in the mirror, and her body trembled slightly, as if she was secretly sobbing.

Then she raised her head, and let out a terrible roar from her dry throat, the roar was extremely piercing, and the night as thick as ink condensed in the air above her head, and the puddle of "thick ink" heard her call, and splashed down, dyeing her white hair black again. At this scene, everyone, including Professor Monalo, was dumbfounded. What a man of God!

"Former ...... Senpai, are you old? Don't be sad, who hasn't grown old? Who can escape birth, old age, sickness and death? Are we the same? I'm going to get old, and I'm going to die. Chu Tianyue comforted the mysterious woman.

It's okay not to be comforted, the more the woman cried when she heard her words, the more sad she became, although she didn't make a movement, but the crystal tears in the big eyes under the crown of Jin Fengrui couldn't stop flowing down. Maybe she's too scared to die.

"Uh!!! Yes!!!!! "In the mountains, the roar of the Drought Corpse King came again, and this time, he was very close to the stilted building, as if he was at the bottom of the mountain.............

When the woman heard this corpse roar, she quickly wiped her tears and jumped on the White Deer King, the White Deer King hissed, and rushed out of the mountain with the owner on his back, as majestic as the red rabbit BMW under Guan Erye's crotch.

"I'll rub it, what kind of rhythm is this? Even the corpse king of Xiangxi dares to fight? Cheng Feng, you are well-informed, have you heard your grandfather say that there is such a heroine in addition to the two saints of Kanto on the rivers and lakes? Na Xiu looked at the distant figure of the White Deer King and asked. This woman came and went without a trace, it's too mysterious!

Ma Chengfeng said that she is probably not a heroine, I feel the boundless yin qi in her, although she is a living person, but the death qi in this woman's body is definitely higher than the living qi, this person is also evil and right, we had better beware of it. "But you still have to help, the Xiangxi Corpse King is a drought that is difficult to achieve for thousands of years, even if she has great skills, she is not necessarily the opponent of the Corpse King, go, let's go to the town for her!"