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But she was going to see with Chu Li. Several generals entered the tent. It was probably because of military information that they wanted to discuss, so Minglan carried the Jinbo back to the tent where she and Princess Duanning lived.

The brocade box is locked, if my father-in-law Shun gave it to her.

It was easy and opened the lock without any effort.

But the things in the brocade box were a bit beyond Minglan's expectations. They were a piece of gauze, as thin as a cicada's wings, with nothing on it.

The gauze feels good, Minglan is not so stupid that he thinks it is a square embroidered handkerchief.

After taking out the gauze, there was nothing else in the brocade box. Minglan vaguely saw a holy word in the brocade box.

If she was not mistaken, this should be something from the Holy Mountain.

Isn’t the difference between a saint and an ordinary person the difference in blood?

Minglan decisively bit his fingertips and dripped blood on the gauze.

Then there were a lot of small characters on the gauze.

Minglan knew all those words, but if she wanted to put them together, she didn't know what it meant.

While watching, he silently recited in his heart, and then Minglan felt a little pain in his fingertips that he had just bitten.

She spread her hands, and a small flame swayed at her fingertips, scaring her.

She threw the flame on her hand and it was still on the quilt where Princess Zhaoning was sleeping.

Almost instantly, a raging fire broke out.

The thick smoke choked, Minglan put the gauze into the brocade box and carried the brocade box out of the big tent.

The soldiers outside shouted that they had left the water, and then brought water from nearby to put out the fire.

Chu Li came out of the big tent and saw that Ming Lan was living in the tent that was on fire. He walked over quickly and said, "What happened?"

Minglan held Jinbo and saw that everyone was staring at her, he said embarrassedly, "It was me who accidentally set the fire."

Princess Zhaoning asked hurriedly, "Then are you okay?"

Minglan shook his head, "I'm fine."

Chu Li naturally took Minglan into his arms and took her to the tent where he slept, which attracted many soldiers to wink.

This brought Miss Gu, the Duke of Zhenguo, to the tent. It would be impossible not to marry him.

The emperor gave a marriage, why did he even retire from the bride?

In the camp, Minglan gave the brocade box to Chu Li, and Chu Li said, "How did you set the fire?"

There were fire notes in the big tent, but Minglan shouldn't have been so stupid that he lit the candles for most of the day and finally burned the tent.

Minglan shook his head, "I don't know either. I just silently recited the words on the silk in my heart, and a flame popped up at my fingertips. I threw it away casually, and that's it..."

Chu Li thought of that painting.

The one who took out the painting from the old prince's warehouse, Minglan said at the beginning that the painting might be his grandmother. At that time, the woman in the painting was pedaling on a lotus, and there were a cluster of small flames at her fingertips.

After Chu San came to the military camp, Chu Li learned from him that his grandmother was the previous saint.

Afraid that Chu Li would not believe it, Minglan opened the brocade box and took out the silk. The handwriting on it had not disappeared. Minglan silently recited it in his heart, and a small flame appeared on his fingertips.

She was scared before, but this time she was mentally prepared and was not so scared.

Although it was fire, Minglan did not feel hot, but felt very comfortable.

Chu Li reached out to touch the flame, and the burning sensation made him take back his hand.

This is really fire.

But unlike the blood that the Beiliang master took from Minglan's head before, the flame was very ordinary and could be extinguished with water.

After a while, the fire in the tent was extinguished, but the burning inside was beyond recognition and it was definitely impossible to live in it.

When the flames can be produced, they can be extinguished.

Minglan felt that what she had just recited silently should be the mantra, and the following string should be the retraction of the flames.

Sure enough, she recited it in her heart and the flame disappeared.

Think again, the flames are born.

Repeatedly, Minglan was having a lot of fun.

She continued to look down, and also silently recited in her heart, but no response.

Minglan kept looking back.

The silk satin writes at the end: Each layer has a tenfold increase in power, and the last layer of flame, the heart of the flame is purple, which can burn everything in the world, including alien iron.

Minglan's eyes fell on the alien iron, and he didn't know what the alien iron was.

But if you can add this sentence after burning everything, the iron should be extra hard.

Chu Li said, "Can the iron box be alien iron?"

Minglan's hard work was not even afraid to touch the Beiliang National Master. He used the flames turned into by her hard work to burn them, but the iron box was not damaged at all and could still block the jade quench, which shows that it was unusual.

Moreover, Mrs. Mu left a message in the brocade box, if they had to go up to the snow mountain, they would bring the iron box with them no matter what.

Minglan brought it.

But when struck by lightning, the iron box was as unidentified as them.

Chu Li felt that whether they could return to the Great Zhou was not just Yuque, but the iron box should also be the key.

He had to write a book and give it to his grandfather, and asked him to send someone to find the iron box.

Chu Li sat down and was about to pick up the pen and write a letter. As soon as he picked up the pen, howling outside sounded.

The enemy began to attack the city again.

Chu Li put down his pen and said to Minglan, "Draw the iron box and let the father-in-law Shun take it back to his grandfather, and ask him to send someone to search for it."

Minglan nodded, and Chu Li stepped out.

Outside, Chu San was ready to rush, "After waiting for several days, I finally started to attack the city again. This time, I had to kill a few generals at the heads of him. Brother, I will take people to encircle them from the right."

I had made precautions before, but I had to go to the city gate to check it out before making a decision. Don't act rashly.

They hurried to the city gate.

Minglan stayed in the camp to write a letter and handed it over to Master Shun. Minglan wrote about the iron box in detail, although Minglan felt that the old prince should have seen the iron box.

As soon as the war started, the previous situation was repeated, and the soldiers were injured and bandaged.

During the war before, I prepared a lot of golden sore medicines, and I used up all the medicinal herbs, but I couldn't make them even if I wanted to.

Minglan and Princess Zhaoning were not idle either. They had a new job and wrote letters to the soldiers who could not save them, and wrote down their last words at the end of their lives to their parents, wives and children.

On this day, Minglan didn't know how many tears he shed.

Squatting on the ground, Minglan used his knees as a table, and only heard the soldier's eyes were red, and he vomited blood while saying, "Bao, Baoer, Dad, Dad doesn't know you are, a man or a woman. Dad wants to see you grow, grow..."

Before I could say a big word, I died.

Minglan's two tears fell on the letter paper, rendering the handwriting.

It is another fragmented family, where parents lose their son, wives lose their husbands, and young children lose their fathers.

Why fight?

Is it not good to live in peace?

The soldiers on the side were wiping their tears, and were moved by this scene and missed home.

"Miss Gu will help me write a letter to the Feng Family. I am afraid that I will not even leave a few words for my parents and brothers when I go to the battlefield next time," a soldier choked up.

His thigh was caught in an arrow and bandaged, but he was still bleeding.
Chapter completed!