Useless

Xie Qiao rummaged through her bamboo basket, and she finally found a lamp at the bottom. The lamp was very old, and no one knew how long it had not been used.

Xie Qiao took out a handkerchief and wiped it, then she put it on the ground. After she lit the lamp oil, the surroundings were lit up.

The small lamp was surprisingly bright.

Moreover, the strong wind around it did not affect it at all!

Yu Xian and Feng Yingying found it unbelievable.

"What kind of lamp is this?" Yu Xian asked bitterly, feeling that she lacked knowledge.

"It doesn't have a special name. You can call it the longevity lamp. The cold wind won't extinguish it, and the ghouls won't dare to approach it. I've kept it for too long, and I almost forgot that I have it." Although she said that, Xie Qiao's heart still ached for it.

This lamp oil…

Was naturally not ordinary oil!