Su Zhilan quickly closed the album.
"This atlas contains the blood of the sorcerer from back then, and it also contains the power of magic."
Feng Mojin was indeed weak at this time, and he felt as if his soul had left his body when he saw those scenes just now.
Very strange.
But at the same time, seeing those scenes made his body weak.
“Ahem…”
After taking a deep breath, Feng Mojin couldn't help coughing.
Seeing Feng Mojin coughing weakly at this time, Su Zhilan felt distressed.
She carefully helped Feng Mojin sit down, "Brother, let me give you an acupuncture."
She had a spiritual needle in her hand. Although it was incomplete, it could condense the thin spiritual energy in the air for him and relieve his physical discomfort.
Su Zhilan carefully gave Feng Mojin acupuncture.
Her eyes were red, obviously she was frightened by Feng Mojin's appearance just now.
Feng Mojin said gently: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Su Zhilan felt very uncomfortable, and suppressed the bitterness in her heart and said, "Brother said he was fine, but he vomited blood."
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have brought my brother here. If I hadn't investigated these things, nothing would have happened."
Although she didn't know why her brother vomited blood just now, she felt that it was related to the atlas and the secret they wanted to explore.
They just don't investigate what happened to the descendants of the snake god thousands of years ago.
"As soon as my brother feels better, we'll go home."
Su Zhilan's spiritual needle fell, and the thin spiritual energy in the air involuntarily flowed into Feng Mojin's body.
Made him feel a little better.
"Alan, I just saw some scenes."
Su Zhilan focused on giving Feng Mojin the spiritual needle and also used the strength in her body.
She was a little confused, "What did my brother see?"
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