Yun Aoxia looked on the bookcase with a rigorous expression, and murmured involuntarily.

"Bang..."

A pulled book fell beside Mu Chenxiao, and a slight layer of dust splashed.

Yun Aoxia turned around and took a look, and continued to search.

With his eyes circling, Mu Chenxiao looked at the worn lambshu on the ground.

His eyes suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously locked in the book.

Although there is a layer of dust on this book, unlike all the books he has read, this book is obviously very worn.

It seems that it has been read countless times by countless people.

A book, which is read in this way among these tens of thousands of books, must be not an ordinary book.

Mu Chenxiao took the book quietly and stroked his fingertips across the cover.

"key……"

Her fingertips unconsciously opened the book. She was sitting leaning against her and suddenly sat up, looking at the handwriting in her hand in disbelief.

"This is……"

Yun Aoxia was suddenly shocked and turned to look: "What?"

Mu Chenxiao licked his dried lips and looked up at Yun Aoxia with some disbelief.

"You said... what does Feng Qingcheng's child belong to?"

"What?" Yun Aoxia looked at the small paper in his hand suspiciously: "What does it mean?"

"Look here..."

Mu Chenxiao's fingertips trembled and pointed at one of the lines of words: "The blood of gods and demons, the key of the heavenly gate. The heavenly gate opens, the blood of demons is destroyed, and returns to heaven and earth, becoming a god..."

His fingertips slid, and he slid towards a line of small brush characters on one side of the book.

This line of small characters should be someone's annotation.

"The blood of gods and demons, the bloodline produced by the combination of gods and demons... does not exist!!!"

Three heavy exclamation marks indicate the expression of a person's mood.

The same is true.

How could the people from the gods resonate with the people from the demons and give birth to a child?

There are even a few people who don’t even know the existence of the other party’s race.

Not to mention being able to encounter one another and give birth to a child.

Yun Aoxia's eyes were so complicated that they bumped into Mu Chenxiao's eyes: "This...will anyone say...your children?"

Mu Chenxiao's fingertips trembled significantly, and then slowly turned backwards.

"In the ancient catastrophe, the bloodline withered, fell and broke down, and finally became the bloodline of the ancient gods and the blood of the demons... When the gods and demons merge and the bloodline are born, that is when I restored to the ancient and returned to the throne..."

Mu Chenxiao was completely shocked. Not only him, but even Yun Aoxia could not believe his eyes.

The trembling fingertips flipped over the second page, and it was a map with intricate signs of many lines.

On a mountain, it marks two words.

"Tianmen".

On the latter page, a huge stone door is drawn, with exquisite patterns depicting them, more like some kind of symbolic totem.

On the last page, the small brush words are marked with a line of small characters again.

"The science of gods and demons can open any passage and go to any place, whether it is ancient or Jiuyou, without restraint."

"Bang..."

Mu Chenxiao's palm was slapped on the table: "It's it... what I'm looking for is it..."

This may be driven by the instinct of the Demon Emperor, and their subconscious minds carry such a heritage.
Chapter completed!