carefully. As long as you can cure her, really anything can be discussed with Second Aunt. Anything that Second Aunt can do, will definitely be done for you." 。“Xiao Shi this time was also decisive,...Jiang Fu's words made Ye Wenyan's heart ache. 。"Have you ever seen such a painting, Aunt Lan Where did you see it Who painted it" She grabbed Mrs. Jiang's wrist almost uncontrollably, startling Jiang Wan Ting. 。"Auntie Lan, please tell me, this is very important to me." 。She tried her best to keep her emotions in check, relaxing her grip considerably. But the longing in her eyes was undeniable. 。Mrs. Jiang was a kind and understanding person, so naturally she wouldn't cut off mid-sentence. 。Then she patted Ye Wen's hand and said, "Wait for me, the painting is right here. I'll get it for you." 。She finished speaking, turned around and walked away. When she came back, she brought a glass bottle with her. 。Yes, it's glass bottles! It's like something that shouldn't exist in this era, a bottle made of glass. 。The bottle is pure transparent, its mouth plugged with a wooden cork. Inside there are things: a folded letter and a photograph that has been bent and pushed in. 。Jiang Fu-ren pointed at the photo: “Look at this painting, the people in it are very strange, I don’t recognize them, but the feeling of this painting is very similar to the one you brought.” 。 。"Wen Yan, if you hadn't brought this painting today, I wouldn't have been able to get my hands on it. " 。Mrs. Jiang passed the bottle into Ye Wen's hand, "My husband and I have studied it carefully, but we couldn't figure it out. We didn't dare to show it to others easily because we always felt it was no ordinary thing." 。Wen Yan, can you tell me, what is this thing" Night Wen Yan's hands were shaking, wanting to immediately open the stopper, or simply urge some spiritual energy to probe into it. 。 Amna's self-destruction. 。"Just like Ye Wen asked him at this moment: 'In this world, besides you and me, there are no more cultivators. How could something like a primordial spirit explosion happen...