Chapter 173: Seize the coffin
The situation took a turn for the worse, as soon as she heard that if she didn't handle it well, she might become another drought, and that kind of existence that was worse than death was even more unacceptable, she had already felt the transcendent identity of the nightshade from Ying Xunting's title, and couldn't help but respectfully said, "Thank you for the help of the hidden doctor Lingzun!" ”
Long Kui smiled, "Since Miss Jun is willing to let me make a move, there is no need to hide her appearance!" You're also very pleasing to the eye! ”
Jun Shangya's pretty face blushed all of a sudden, returned to her true face, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm just ......"
"Needless to say! Anyway! Let's go! Nightshade waved his hand, this little detail, he didn't pay attention to it at all.
"Master, wait for me!" From the back of the medical hall, caught up with a girl in a pink gauze skirt, it was Xin Yizhi, she looked at Jun Xiangya and Ying Xunting's eyes were full of ambiguity, and she almost asked directly, how did you detoxify that night, but she also knew which was more important, she was a real medical idiot, and she knew how dangerous it was for a man who had been poisoned by the fate of the drought.
There were only two people when he came, and when he returned, he brought four people, but Ying Xunting was extremely cautious this time, and did not let Long Kui and Xin Yi Xue stay in the palace of the king of Hades, he had the foresight before, and left spatial coordinates in the dormitory and Jun Xiangya's home, although the meaning is inexplicable, but this time at least two coordinate points can be directly connected, and the three of them came to the human world, Z City.
At this time, it was already morning, the snow was blowing, and it was getting bigger and bigger, and Z City became a little gloomy in a blanket of silver, even though it was already the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month. There are three days left until the Chinese New Year's Eve, and it seems that the atmosphere of the traditional Spring Festival is not strong, on the contrary, the city has become empty and dead.
"Wait a moment, you two!"
It is better to use the means of transportation in the human world. Jun Shangya thought for a moment, then called Jian Jinglan, saying that she had asked two more masters to save her life, Jian Jinglan was so anxious that she hurriedly drove to Bosong Allure with Fu Xinkuang to pick them up.
Nightshade and Xin Yi Xue both came to the human world for the first time, and they did not say much. Ying Xunting still maintains the appearance of Feng Ting and has not changed.
In fact, it is known between the Three Realms that Ying Xun Ting and Feng Ting are the same person. There are only a handful of them.
He has too many things to do, and it will be much more convenient to travel through the Three Realms in the form of wind and thunder.
But when Jian Jinglan and Fu Xinkuang drove to the side of the road, their expressions were sad and anxious. Jian Jinglan still knows etiquette. Respectfully, "Thank you seniors for helping my companions, please come with me!" ”
Seven seats, Jian Jinglan and Fu Xinkuang occupied the first row, Longkui master and apprentice were naturally in the second row, and Jun Shangya and Ying Xunting were squeezed into the third row.
The third row is a standard two-seater, although it is not too narrow, but for the tall Ying Xunting. is really a little aggrieved, and his long legs are aggrieved in the gap. Bow your back slightly, otherwise you will hit your head directly.
Although he knew that it was really out of place, Jun Shangya looked at Ying Xunting, couldn't help but turn sideways slightly, and gave him a little leeway, this kindness, in Ying Xunting's eyes, seemed to be deliberately dodging himself, he couldn't help but be stunned, pressed with one hand, and held Jun Xiangya's hand.
Jun Xiangya was stunned for a moment, wanting to withdraw her hand, but she felt presumptuous, the car was speeding on the highway that had begun to accumulate snow, and suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and through the car window, the six cultivators could clearly see that in the sky of Z City, there was a strange death eye, terrifying death air, frantically converging from all directions, forming a vision, and ordinary people only felt that the wind and snow were a little violent, and the temperature was a little colder.
"No, that patient with the poison of the drought fish, I'm afraid the situation is not good!" Nightshade suddenly said solemnly, "The natural vision, the wind and the snow, the sudden appearance of the dead vortex, and the murderous spirit are the signs that the drought is about to be born." ”
"Sit tight, let's go!" Fu Xinkuang suddenly accelerated to a speed of 140 kilometers per hour, and quickly drove towards the station of the Mysterious Spirit Group.
In the center of Z City, Jufu Tower, has been covered by vast snow at the moment, and there is no trace of the tower, Jian Jinglan and Fu Xinkuang bear the brunt, and when they saw the Su Su in the elevator, they suddenly had a very bad premonition.
The elevator stopped suddenly, and as soon as the door opened, Zhang Jingyao, who had changed into a white robe, was already blocked at the door, and said with a gloomy expression, "Now the treacherous spirit group is doing something, and idlers are not allowed to enter!" ”
"Something's wrong! Get out of the way, I'm asking someone to save Lao Wen! Fu Xinkuang is also hot-tempered, and he has no politeness to Zhang Jingyao.
"The old news is gone! You're a step late! Zhang Jingyao said in a strange manner, and suddenly, a demon thunder resounded from heaven and earth, and the blood in his mouth and nose was dripping, obviously being counterattacked.
"What did you say!" Fu Xinkuang couldn't accept it, and directly grabbed his collar and was about to do it.
"Let's go quickly, thirteen demon thunders will resound, and he will really turn into a drought, then there will only be a dead end!" Nightshade suddenly transmitted the sound to Jun Shangya.
Jun Shangya realized that the situation was serious, and suddenly shouted to Jian Jinglan, "Jinglan, let's go first!" After that, he took the lead and ran towards the prison where Wen Yu was imprisoned, behind her, the master and apprentice of Long Kui followed closely, Ying Xunting snorted coldly, and then glared at Zhang Jingyao carelessly, Zhang Jingyao seemed to be affected by the soul, and the whole person passed out on his back.
Collide with Hades, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped.
But when Jun Xiangya came to the outside of the prison, she was startled by the scene in front of her, in the middle of the gloomy prison, there was a bright red coffin parked, sealed with dense chains, and the iron chains were full of talismans, and four people sitting cross-legged in the four directions of east, west, north and south, were constantly transporting spiritual power to the iron chain, trying to seal the coffin.
"Stop! Lao Wen is not dead yet! He's still saved! Jun Shangya was full of grief and anger, she remembered that she was like a walking corpse in the end, and she still read Meng Tingyi's name, no matter what, she couldn't believe that such a man with deep love like the sea would become a cruel and cruel drought.
"Your Excellency! The old news is already deceased, we are waiting to avoid a bigger disaster, please calm down! As the deputy leader of the Strange Spirit Group, Cao Yuan walked out of the corner of the prison and tried to appease Jun Xiangya, but when she saw Ying Xunting and Nightshade, she suddenly felt a thrilling feeling, which was even more thrilling than facing the night wandering god Ye Ziyao.
"What stupidity! If you want to save him, drag him out of the bloody coffin quickly! It was a corpse coffin made of Juyin wood, which would speed up his evolution towards the Drought Fish! Nightshade retorted.
The next moment, Jun Shangya had already pulled out the rainbow sword, and slashed all the chains on the blood-red coffin with lightning speed, and the other four people had not yet reacted, she had already dragged the coffin to the Qianshi lotus bottle, all of which were between the lightning and flint, after all, she was the only one who cared most about Wen Yushen's life and death, and also trusted the nightshade the most.
"Your Excellency, you are crazy! Lao Wen is dead, he may evolve into a drought fish, we are sealing him! This is the method given by the Soul Pavilion, how could it be wrong! Zhuang Yuxuan stood up and scolded angrily.
At this moment, the blood coffin on the Thousand Liberation Lotus Bottle suddenly made a gurgling swallowing sound, and the sound was terrifying, as if it was devouring some kind of blood food. (To be continued.) )