Chapter 113

His whole body is wrapped in a black robe, and the wide brim covers his whole face, which is a shadow.

The deep feeling from him seemed to come from hell. In fact, she was afraid. If he started at this time, she had no chance to live.

But she chose to believe that behind this door, after all, is another world.

She asked Xiaoman, and Xiaoman said that there are many people's information in the dark spirit file, including himself, including his mother, and perhaps his mother's departure will also be recorded.

"Get up, and then I'll trouble you to lead the way."

Ying Wei's body was stunned. After a moment's hesitation, he got up.

"Lord, I have offended you!"

Before the words were heard, he picked up Yan Luoli and turned over into the Yuhai Book garden.

Yan Luoli's whole body was stiff. If Han xuyao knew about it, he would be so angry that the top of the palace would be lifted.

There was a slight embarrassment in the atmosphere. Yan Luoli took Yingwei's shoulder and felt a little uncomfortable at the bottom of her eyes.

The black mask covered his whole face, even his eyes were covered with gauze, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

If you suddenly see it at night, it's really scary.

They have fallen to the ground, thinking wildly.

Yingwei puts her down, takes out a black robe from behind and drapes it on yanluoli, and hands her a exquisitely made veil.

On the veil, an obsidian is a bead curtain, showing unique dignity in the dark.

"Lord, ring."

The voice of Yingwei sounded above.

She frowned, took out the hidden ring and put it on her hand. The white skin is lined with black iron ring, showing the light of cold and dignified.

After wearing, the shadow guard went up and knocked the door of the library.

At night, the sound of slamming the door reverberated in the courtyard, which was very clear and secluded.

After a moment's rest, the room lit up a faint yellow light, and the light source gradually came to the front with the moving of the figure.

Creak -

the door opened slowly, but no one came out. Yan Luoli's whole heart was raised. This

"Lord shadow guard."

A shrill old voice came from below. She bowed her head. Then Yan Luoli saw that a little old man who was not as high as her waist held his head up and called him with a smile.

She looked down in surprise and looked at the little old man's face.

This face is like drawing with a compass. It has two moustaches on its mouth. It's not tall and its whole body is round.

The little old man noticed the difference of Yan Luoli and knelt down on the ground immediately after seeing the ring on her hand.

"I don't know if the spirit Master is coming, but if you lose something, please make atonement!"

"Up..."

Since the word has not export, received the shadow Wei's hint, told her not to make a sound.

Then, Yingwei stepped forward, raised his hand, and made a few gestures to the little old man. The little old man understood and led them to go in.

There are stacks of bookshelves in the library, and the books on the shelves are all over the place.

The light is so dim that yanluoli can only see a silhouette.

Only close to the light source, you can see the words on the book, covering ancient and modern times.

Following the little old man to a picture of Confucius, the little old man turned the mechanism of the candlestick, and the picture turned over, revealing a secret passage.

No one spoke during the whole journey, only the sound of footsteps echoing in the library.

The little old man stops at the entrance of the secret passage and gives the oil lamp to Yingwei.

The next road, he is not qualified to go, Yingwei holding Yan Luoli carefully step the steps, step by step down.

The steps are only one person's width, spinning down; I don't know how long I've been walking, my vision becomes wider.

Shadow Wei picked up the flame in his hand, and the torches in the iron basket on the wall lit up.

Huge warehouse, neatly arranged with countless shelves, shelves distributed with countless books.

Narrow corridor can be seen on each shelf are marked with age, location and related content keywords.

"Time is running out. Look separately. Call me when you find it."

"Yes

With a simple word, Yingwei's body floated into the bookshelf.

According to the classification of bookshelves, yanluoli found the content more than 20 years ago, which is the innermost shelf.

After all, this is the information before the establishment of the dark spirit organization. There is no other detailed content. We can only search one by one.

During a cursory reading, she saw Xiao Zhengyuan, Hong Tianqi, yeluo in those materials

All of a sudden, she was there, her hand on a file, trembling slightly.

There are two words on the file that pierce her heart - Guan Yue!

Mother?!

At the bottom of my heart, when I hesitated to take it up, the voice of Yingwei came from the other side.

"Found it!"Stroking the hand of "Guan Yue", she took it back slowly, forgetting it. She ran along the direction of the voice.

Yingwei holds a file in his hand and hands it to Yan Luoli.

The archives are old and the paper is yellow.

Yanluoli open, see Ma Chenghe three words, as well as 36 killed the door of the tragedy.

After reading carefully, she held the book in her hand, shivering.

It records in detail everything about the Ma family in those years, as well as the situation of the massacre. It's so cruel that it's heinous!

"Spirit Lord?"

Looking at her standing there, Yingwei whispered a warning.

"Go to Liufu..."

She looked back, said a low, put the file back, turned around and stopped.

"I'll see Xiao Zhengyuan's."

The whole brain buzzing, a bit confused, murmured, holding the bookshelf to the other side.

Shadow Wei did not speak, slowly followed her, looking at her thin back, the bottom of my heart rose a trace of pity.

It was a feeling he had never had in his past career. Looking at it foolishly, he was stunned for a moment.

The Yellow torch is a retro style. They have a tacit understanding without words.

The flow of time seems to slow down. Yan Luoli walks and looks back at Yingwei.

"Do you have a name?"

Behind the shadow of the general people shook his head, under the mask, that pair of clear eyes watching her face.

"Your Majesty said, after that, you belong to me."

She said the wind was light and the clouds were light, but her face was bleak with laughter.

In the future, I have to be more careful and cautious in my every move.

When she finds Xiao Zhengyuan's files, Yan Luoli starts to look through them and sees his background. It's like thunder. She stares at him in shock.

The royal family of the Northern Qi Dynasty!!!!

Xiao Zhengyuan is a native of the Northern Qi Dynasty and a royal family!

My God!

After looking at it several times and confirming that she had read it correctly, she still felt incredible and turned to stare at Yingwei's mask.

Ying Wei is looked at by her, a little embarrassed of turn head, he has never been seen so by the woman.

Aware of her gaffe, Yan Luoli lowers her head awkwardly and continues to read the archives.

"I'm sorry."

Indifferent a word, fall in the ear of shadow Wei, whole heart all Dun in there.

She is the princess above, he is not even the shadow of the name, she said to herself, sorry

Never, never.

Shadow Wei is silly again there, the face under the mask is red.

"No, no..."

Thinking about how to respond, after thinking for a long time, she said "no" in a low voice, and wanted to organize some language. Then she closed the file.

"Let's go."

Turn around and walk a few steps, see shadow Wei didn't follow up, turn around to find that he has something wrong.

"You? Are you all right? "

Yan Luoli turned back, stretched out five fingers to shake in front of his mask, and then he regained his consciousness.

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