"Correct!"

When it comes to ancestors, Yang Zhi is even more embarrassed.

"But all this seems to have been known to the ancestors of ancient times, so they set a ban, prohibiting the descendants of our family blood from entering the forbidden land, and prohibiting us from contacting the heavenly book..."

He clenched the pamphlet tightly and let out a deep breath.

"Over the years, my mother has worked hard for this heavenly book... but no one can bring it out, and no one can even see the true face of the heavenly book..."

Yang Zhi thought of something and suddenly looked at Mo Xuanchen.

"No wonder... No wonder my mother said, it's up to you to get the heavenly book... How did you get the heavenly book?"

What he wants to know more is that so many people have not been able to touch the heavenly book, why the Queen of the Seas believes that Mo Xuanchen can do it! !

What is so special about him that makes her so important? !

"Yang Zhi, our agreement is that I will help you get the heavenly book, and only ask for the result... and the process during this period is not our agreement!!"

Mo Xuanchen kept silent about the things in the forbidden area.

Yang Zhi's lips opened, and finally Shuqu shut up.

If Mo Xuanchen didn't want to say something, it would be useless for him to threaten and lure.

"Okay! What you promised, you did...but..."

Yang Zhi looked down, and carefully put the booklet close to his body.

"But it will take time for me to promise you..."

"No hurry, anyway, we have to wait here for a while... Also, the queen of the sea doesn't know about the heavenly book..."

"I know what to say!"

Yang Zhi let out a heavy breath, pressing his palm on his chest, feeling the heaviness of the booklet.

"Mr. Mo...Thank you really!! No matter what the result is, I will write down your kindness!!"

Mo Xuanchen sighed slightly, looking at his back.

"Negligence!!"

As his breath fluctuated behind him, Mr. Tang paced out of the rockery, looking at Yang Zhi's direction with his hand.

"Gave him something?"

"Yes!"

"Do you think he can untie it?"

"I hope I can!"

Mr. Tang looked at him sideways and narrowed his eyes: "The undead of the forbidden land, those who have never lived since ancient times! Only people of ancient blood can come out of it...The forbidden land ban restricts not only the blood descendants of the Yang family, but Everyone!"

The corners of Mo Xuanchen's lips were angled, he glanced at him meaningfully, and turned to the direction of Ze Gong.

"Whose descendant am I, don't Mr. Tang still know?"

Mr. Tang's hands clasped into a ball unconsciously, and whispered: "It's because I know that I'm worried!!"

Mo Xuanchen heard Mr. Tang's mutter, his eyes trembled unconsciously.

Turning his hands, there was a black booklet in his hand, with a black mist shrouded in it.

In the mist, the pamphlet seemed to be a little fuzzy, looming in his palm.

"The Book of Heaven..."

A cloud of black mist appeared on his forehead and disappeared for a moment.

After he repeated his hands, the Yin scroll of the sky was gone for a little while, and the black mist around his eyebrows disappeared.

It was cool at night, and Ling Luoyu stood on the cliff in his cloak, watching the stars twinkling in the sky and the waves under his feet.

Mo Xuanchen sat down beside her amid the sound of small footsteps, hugging her into his arms.

"It's heavy in the middle of the night, it's the beach again, and it's getting colder, why don't you wear more clothes?!"

"I'm looking at the astrology..."

Ling Luoyu pointed to a star in the night sky and handed him another book.