Chapter 2: The Man in the Coffin

She's in a coffin, and there's another person next to her? From the hand I just touched, it felt like it was a man's hand, and there was a man next to her? Then why was she in the coffin?

Even if she died, it was impossible for the dead party to bury her with a man? The brain was spinning rapidly, and Lan Xiyan analyzed the events of the past few minutes since he opened his eyes. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info her, won't it be a good death passing, right?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is that they should be able to hear her voice just now, and they won't be so indifferent. So, should she have crossed over, or should she have worn her soul, and she came to accompany the funeral as soon as she crossed?

She died and finally came back to life, but she didn't come to be a funeral offering!

Others don't give up when they don't reach the Yellow River, but she doesn't give up when she arrives in the Yellow River. Lan Xiyan didn't move, she maintained her strength first, and as soon as the people outside left, she would find a way to go out, and when the injury was healed, she would find a way to see if she could cross back. If the soul wears, she should be in a vegetative state now, right?

Lan Xiyan was thinking about a way to escape, but there was a sudden "boom" in the sky, and a shining thunder "snapped" and split down, and the freshly sealed coffin exploded with a "bang", and the dust flew and fell apart in an instant.

Lan Xiyan is overjoyed, haha! God help me! Before she could start laughing, a hand suddenly grabbed her waist, and her body flew into the air, and it just fell to the ground.

However, because of the injury, she looks a little embarrassed at the moment, a big red wedding dress is also loose, and the beaded flowers on the top of her head are also interspersed indiscriminately, and her hair like a waterfall falls down and is scattered on her body, making her even more petite and lovely. Her appearance is not the most beautiful, it can only be regarded as delicate, but her eyes are shining and bright, like stars in the sky, deep and charming.

Lan Xiyan steadied herself, looked around, and smacked her tongue. Sure enough, it was a live burial, and she was a mournful burial object, but this red wedding dress didn't look like a funeral? Feels like a ghost marriage?

As soon as she turned around, she saw the people around her, and she lost her mind for a moment. He was the man in the coffin with her? Evil spirits!

A bright red shirt was just right for him, he just stood there like this, without speaking, but his body exuded a cold and arrogant aura, like a king looking down on the world. The nose is high, the pink lips are like a glow, the corners of the mouth are raised with a beautiful arc, and a touch of essence flashes in the crimson eyes, as if smiling but not smiling. The satin-like silky hair is neatly tied with hairpins, and the hands are well-boned, slender and slender, and the skin is better than snow, and the skin is as white as jade.

Childe Mo is like jade, and the world is unparalleled!

You're talking about a man like him, right?

Lan Xiyan quickly scanned the surroundings, trying to find a chance to slip away. Helplessly, she didn't have a chance to run. Looking at the three people sitting on the chair, it seems that their heads are not small.

The one wearing the bright yellow dragon robe should be the emperor, and the one next to him is either the prince or the prince, and the man in black must not have a low status, otherwise how could he sit with the emperor? There are all guards around, dense, not even a fly can fly out, she is not injured and wants to slip away, it will take a lot of effort, this is definitely no fun!

Lan Xiyan was thinking about it, and Gong Aoxuan had already strode over, with a smile on his face: "Limo, it's good for you to come back!" Ming'er will do a happy event and marry this blue girl as the princess. After Gong Aoxuan finished speaking, he raised his hand and was about to pat Gong Limo's shoulder, but he took a step back, but he looked at Gong Aoxuan so coldly and didn't speak.