"Xiao Zheng, you actually dare to offend my sister!" The grass pheasant laughed angrily at the dantian, turning into a human voice, coming from the abdomen, soft and distant.

"Who is your sister?" Xiao Zheng said stunned.

The grass pheasant smiled with an angry face, and his feminine eyes, with a terrifying cold light, looked at Xiao Zheng's feet.

Under Xiao Zheng's feet, he straddled a coffin, suspended at a low altitude.

At this time, from inside the coffin, there was a strange noise, like the sound of slapping the coffin lid.

"Is there anyone inside?" Xiao Zheng's face changed, and he looked surprised.

The coffin at his feet is clearly written with the words "Stride Flying Coffin", and the purpose has been indicated between the lines.

The legs that straddled gradually came together, and the coffin slowly descended.

Xiao Zheng jumped off the coffin and stared.

Under a mysterious force, the coffin lid slid some distance and was suddenly lifted into the air.

A thin figure sat up from inside the coffin.

It was like a ghost of a dried corpse that had been sleeping for thousands of years, revealing a pair of empty eyes full of curiosity.

I saw it, lean, with a black mouth and fluffy hair, and a ghost from the underworld.

The whole body was purple and black, as if it had been hit by an electric current, eerie and terrifying.

The empty eyes swept around, and finally looked at the grass pheasant and smiled.

The eyes of the two of them condensed into silk, burst out, and rushed into each other's eyes.

The two of them were out of their bodies, and in the inner consciousness area of the Yin Hall, they had hallucinations.

Hallucinations are generated by energy.

This energy was so strong that it directly broke through the seal hall of the two of them, condensed into a beam and projected on the ground.

The illusion is not a flat surface, but a space.

In the space, rivers and mountains, flowers and trees, and quaint temples......

Pastoral style, empty and lonely, the divine consciousness of the two, like an ethereal soul, appeared under a big tree.

Behind the two of them, in the misty clouds, was a temple.

Ignoring the disgusted gazes cast from the direction of the temple, the two embraced each other like a couple in love.

In this hallucinatory space, the ghost from inside the coffin has become a beautiful woman.

The figure is slender, slender and tall, and the gauze clothes are like snow, and they move around like clouds.

"Brother Kusanagi, someone is bullying me, you must make the decision for me!" In the hallucinatory space, a beautiful woman, snuggling up to the grass pheasant and smiling, shook his body, and complained.

Outside the hallucinatory space, the terrifying ghost of the dry corpse was also in the same posture, holding the grass pheasant and smiling, as if a life-seeking ghost had firmly hooked the soul of the grass pheasant.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll call the shots for you!" Grass Pheasant smiled and fell into a hallucination, stretching out his right hand and stroking the head of the dried corpse ghost.

"Then kill him for me!" the woman urged.

"Okay, I'll kill him!" The grass pheasant smiled at the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled warmly, stroked the woman's head, and said, "However, I have to borrow your eyes!"

"Okay!" the beautiful woman turned her face and stared at Xiao Zheng.

Outside the hallucinatory space, the ghost of the dry corpse that hugged the grass pheasant tightly and smiled was highly synchronized with the woman's behavior.

also turned his face, his eyes condensed into silk, and burst in the direction of Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng was stunned for a moment, his head flashed, and he avoided the gaze that burst in.

At this moment, he grinned and was funny: "Haha, I don't feel that way for you!"

As soon as these words came out, it was a great humiliation for the woman in the hallucinatory space.

At this moment, the ghost of the dry corpse, holding the grass pheasant and laughing and crying and making trouble, the princess's temper immediately broke out: "Oh, someone actually looks down on me, hurry up and kill him for me, kill him!"

The grass pheasant smiled and comforted him, as if he was comforting the king's daughter.

The corpse ghost quieted down, snuggling up to the other, waiting for the other party to vent his anger for him.

The grass pheasant smiled and closed her eyes, slowly opened them, and walked out of the hallucination.

A pair of feminine Danfeng eyes, with a terrifying cold light, looked at Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng's arm had been scratched by the flying pipe, and the blood was not stopping.

The corners of the grass pheasant's mouth smiled, and a light smile was raised.

Glancing at the giant blades stuck in the stone slabs.

On the leaves, a touch of cold light flows up and down.

The slender leaf body and streamlined edges resemble a large knife, exuding the aura of death.

Grasp the petiole and pluck it gently.

"Bang-"

Pulled out of the hard stone slab, it made a metallic sound.

The leaves tremble lightly and buzz and vibrate.

Between the sharp edges, it releases an empty brilliance, which is wrapped in layers on the leaves.

The seven-foot-long leaf body instantly soared more than ten zhang, more than 30 meters long, like a super big knife,

When fighting with the enemy, there is no need to bully close, and the knife in the hand is like probing to take the head.

"If you dare to offend my sister, I'll let you die now!" the grass pheasant smiled, his eyes sharpened, and he was sharp.

In the middle of drinking, the blades are in the hand, like a big knife, raised high.

However, the next scene made his face change......