In the black coffin, there was a female corpse dressed in a bright red costume, her face covered with semi-transparent red silk, and a very inconspicuous old cyan lamp was placed directly above her head, which was shining at this time.

Under the reflection of the green light, the firelight was a faint blue, forming a halo and shrouding the female corpse!

To Song Qingxiao's surprise, in addition to the fact that after two or three hundred years, this green lantern is still not extinguished, and at the same time, the previous No. 7 unveiling the coffin and slapping the coffin with the strength of the infant realm failed to extinguish this green coffin, I don't know where this thing came from.

The light that illuminates the underground palace should be this green lantern

But these are not the most important things, what surprised her the most was that nearly three hundred years had passed, and Gu Wuxiang, who had kept his soul body in his body with a secret method and existed in the world with a half-stiff body, was in the long river of these years, even if his body was wrapped in yin qi and resentment, but it was gradually rotting and falling off, revealing the skeleton under the dry flesh.

But at this time, the female corpse in the coffin was slim and not decaying.

She' folded her hands over her chest, and on the back of her hand was drawn an unidentified rune in a strange black ink.

Layers of black qi lingered on the runes, and the swings seemed to give people the illusion that 'her' hand was moving slightly.

The wedding dress was bright in color, contrasting with the black mist, forming a gorgeous blood-like red under the green light.

Under the translucent red silk hijab, 'she' was covered with the same patterns as her hands, her eyes were closed, and her skin was plump, as if she was just asleep like Gu Ba who was hidden on the ground before.

Song Qingxiao looked at it in a trance, and he felt like he didn't know whether it was two or three hundred years ago or three hundred years later.

'She' looks like she's still on the night of the wedding, and she can't tell that nearly three hundred years have passed.

I don't know if it's because of Song Qingxiao's proximity, which disturbed the black fog lingering on 'her' side, and the fog swayed, as if it brought the illusion that 'she' was moving.

Before Song Qing could breathe out, he saw the female corpse that had been lying there and had not moved, and suddenly 'moved'!

Under the red silk hijab, the tightly pursed lips seemed to be slightly hooked up.

This discovery made Song Qing's small pupils shrink, she secretly screamed in her heart, and was about to retreat, but the Chu girl in the coffin, who had her eyes closed, actually opened her eyes all at once!

"You're finally here." A feminine feminine voice sounded in Song Qing's sea of knowledge, causing her blood to flow rapidly!

At this moment, the body seemed to be torn in half, half of it was chilling because of its current predicament, and on the other hand, it seemed as if something had been awakened by this sound, and there was a feeling of excitement boiling in the blood.

"Hoo ......"

Even though Song Qingxiao has seen a lot since he participated in the trial of the gods, and has dealt with ghosts and ghosts, he is still shocked by the scene in front of him and has goosebumps on his body!

Those eyes glowed with a black to blue color, evil, death and other emotions rushed to her face, Song Qing Xiaochang let out a breath, and when she wanted to let go of the hand that was on the side of the coffin, she was shocked to find that her hands seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, and she could no longer pull out of the coffin!

Quietly, the runes on Chu Nu's hands and face, like 'her', suddenly resurrected, turned into strands of 'black ropes', and took the initiative to rush towards Song Qingxiao's body!

When this 'black rope' touched Song Qingxiao's body, it seemed to sense a familiar breath, and it suddenly became happy, and it turned into a black silk as thin as hair, wanting to get into her body!

"Draw the ground as a prison, solid!"

At this time, Song Qing didn't care about anything else, and immediately reluctantly printed his fingers and drank in his mouth.

The only remaining spiritual power in the veins turned into layers of light scales, trying to block these black silks as thin as cow's hair.

These light scales are stimulated by the blood of the dragon in her body, and they are urged out by the nine-character secret order, which is indestructible, and also has a certain resistance to the yin and evil qi.

But for some reason, at this time, these light scales were under these black silks, and they had no resistance at all.

With Song Qingxiao's shouting, the red silk covering the face of the Chu girl in the coffin instantly turned into a red mist and disappeared at once, revealing the true face of the Chu girl in the coffin!

The corners of her mouth went up, and her upper body slowly sat up from the coffin.

"Ahh

Song Qing was cautious and anxious, and when Yao Liu saw this scene in the distance, he suddenly couldn't control it, let out an exclamation, and instinctively took a few steps back.

No. 7, who was standing three or four feet away, saw Chu Nu sit up stiffly, and couldn't hide her joy, "Sure enough." ”

As soon as his voice fell, contrary to Yao Liu, he did not retreat but advanced, as if the thing he wanted to take was in the black coffin.

As soon as the Chu girl sat up in the coffin, a pair of black and blue-edged pupils tightly locked Song Qingxiao.

The black marks on her face were gone, revealing her beauty under heavy makeup, probably because her body was dead, her face was almost dead gray, but her cherry lips were unusually red.

After lying for two or three hundred years, 'her' body did not show the slightest stiffness or discomfort, 'her' upper body was close to the edge of the coffin, stretched out a pair of slender hands coated with Danko, and leaned towards Song Qingxiao, as if she wanted to hug something.

In Song Qingxiao's eyes, the pair of plain white slender hands of 'her' were far more terrifying than the pair of pitch-black ghost hands that Gu Wuxiang leaned out when he revealed his true body in the Gu Mansion.

At such a point, she already understood what Chu Nu's plan was, but where was she willing to die and give her body to 'her'?

Song Qingxiao forcibly calmed down, and at the moment when the Chu woman reached out, she summoned the mustard seed space with her knowledge of the gods, and snatched the stack of spirit runes from the middle-aged man in the coffin, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, smashed it!

She is not from the Fan family, she does not understand the spells of the Fan family, and the power of these runes is greatly reduced in her hands.

In addition, I don't know if it was because Chu Nu's strength was too strong after absorbing the Gu clan's Yin Soul under Chu Yousheng's array, those scattered rune papers were like encountering a nemesis before they touched Chu Nu's body, making a 'snort' extinguishing sound like fire and water.

Then the aura on the rune was quickly swallowed by a dead aura, and the rune paper turned into gray ash dust, which was scattered in the air.

A cold feeling that penetrated into the bones was close to Song Qingxiao's whole body as Chu Nu's hands approached, causing her to immediately explode her scalp, and immediately shouted:

"Get out of here!"

The corners of Chu Nu's mouth opened, and 'her' body quickly blurred under the naked eyes of the three of them, wanting to drill into Song Qingxiao's body!

At this moment, there was a burning pain from Song Qing's little wrist, and the seal of the silver wolf flashed with a glimmer of light, and her hand, which had been firmly glued to the coffin and could not be withdrawn, seemed to have suddenly regained consciousness at this time!

At the critical moment, regardless of whether it was useful or not, Song Qingxiao immediately held the dagger, poured it into it with spiritual power, and waved it towards the soul shadow of Chu Nu:

"Get out of here!"