While speaking, Feng Tang had already bypassed the doctor and walked towards the round platform in the middle.

The doctor sighed softly, and he knew that he should not have let Feng Tang come to this place, or that he should not have listened to Wu Yi and brought this thing here from the beginning.

Feng Tang stared blankly at the mummy lying in a pure gold coffin. He was wearing a golden armor robe woven with pure gold silk threads, and a gold mask on his face. He couldn't see his appearance, but even if he looked at it,

As far as the appearance is concerned, it looks like a dried corpse.

But why did he feel that even if it was a dried corpse, his breath was still so familiar.

Feng Tang's face was very pale.

"Xiao Tang, let's go!" The doctor stretched out his hand to support him and said, "Let's go out and talk."

Feng Tang said nothing and followed the doctor outside, waiting to leave the basement of the Paradise Building. He had not yet recovered.

Returning to Qingfeng Hall, the doctor poured a cup of tea for Feng Tang, and Feng Tang finally recovered a little bit.

"Xiao Tang, are you okay?" Duanmu Baolian asked. She was also very scared, but she was scared because Wu Yi told her that it was a demon clan who was tortured and killed. She was afraid that one day,

I will also have such a fate.

But, what is Feng Tang afraid of?

In appearance, that person is no different from an ordinary human being, there is nothing noticeable about him.

"Why?" Feng Tang suddenly grabbed the doctor's hand and asked.

"What?" the doctor asked.

"Why did you use such a cruel method to kill him?" Feng Tang's face was still very pale and he said, "What did he do wrong? He is still so young? Is it because we are not human beings?"

"Why do you know this?" This time, the doctor was a little dull, and Ximen Mingyue and Mr. Mei, including Duanmu Baolian, were also a little dull.

"That's... my kind. I captured the trace of his aura before his death. I saw everything before his death..." Feng Tang shook his head, saying that he couldn't understand it, but more importantly, it was

Fear.

For any race, there is great fear between life and death.

The doctor didn't know how to comfort him, and Duanmu Baolian didn't know what to say.

"Uncle, let's go out and take a look at the night view." Duanmu Baolian greeted Mr. Mei.

"Yes!" Mr. Mei smiled at the doctor and walked out with her.

Ximen Mingyue also got up and walked out together.

"Xiao Tang, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will protect you." The doctor waited for them all to go out, and then he was busy comforting Feng Tang.

"Dad, if one day comes, will you kill me for some benefit?" Feng Tang looked up at the doctor...

The one lying in the solid gold coffin was said to be the child of a certain Pharaoh who died in infancy. The Pharaoh loved him extremely. However, because he was tortured before his death, a trace of his breath remained and did not dissipate, allowing him to see some things that he should not have seen.

something arrived.

He was attacked by his father and then brutally tortured to death.

After his death, the Pharaoh behaved coquettishly and wrapped him in his own coffin...

Although the inscription records that he is not a human being, but a foreign race, there is no such record. However, even the pharaoh would not have imagined that there are actually similar people like this person in the world.
Chapter completed!