He didn't wait for the screams of the corpse behind him to pull out decisively and quickly, and then stabbed sideways at the corpse next to him.

The turbid qi on his body worked to the extreme under his non-stop dodging attacks, and as he eliminated more corpses, he gradually felt that the turbid qi on his body was moving more smoothly and faster.

Even the precision of energy use has improved a lot, and the amount of power wasted has decreased.

Sure enough, actual combat is the most direct and fast way to improve ability.

It's just that the space here is different from the outside, and the power consumed can't be absorbed and replenished, and even if the realm is raised to a higher level, the demand for the use of spiritual power has also increased.

A dozen corpses were wiped out, and he began to gasp a little.

Jiang Futing dodged and attacked while estimating the number of corpses left behind, at least forty or fifty.

He didn't know what this group of people were doing in Ning Yuan's house so well!

For Ning Yuan? But there's nothing special about him! The only possible thing is against his sister!

He slashed off a few of the people around him, and suddenly a relatively intact corpse rushed to the left.

Jiang Futing raised his hand and waved it over, but he didn't expect it to be empty.

This corpse should have been the most powerful among the crowd before his death, and he still had the consciousness of dodging the attack, but his body reaction was not very agile, Jiang Futing caught the direction of his dodge, and he successfully stabbed it with one more swing.

He looked at the corpse that had dissipated into soot in front of his eyes again, and he couldn't go on like this!

Even if the strength in his body now increases with the growth of the realm, he can't withstand such a drain.

His cold gaze redirected to the coffin that lay in the middle of the corpse.

There is just one thing in this space, and the breakthrough must be in that coffin, maybe Ning Yuan is also there.

Jiang Futing had a clear plan in his heart, and clenched the sword in his hand with a gray and turbid air.

Before the next corpse rushed up, he rushed out and cut it down without hesitation.

The other corpses on the side probably didn't expect him to rush over on their own initiative, so they paused in place for a second.

Although it was only for a second, it gave him a huge opportunity to break through the encirclement.

At the moment of pause, he caught the hole that was left between the corpses, and rushed over like the wind with lightning speed.

While running over, Jiang Futing quickly disposed of the corpses on both sides, and it wasn't until he was about to approach the coffin that the remaining group of corpses seemed to be stimulated by something, suddenly rioted, and accelerated towards him.

Jiang Futing bit and ran forward desperately, and when he resisted just now, he retreated too far, causing the distance between him and the coffin to be slightly larger.

Just as he was about to touch the coffin, several corpses were already chasing after him.

He was forced to retreat one more step to dodge, swinging two to the left and one to the right.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of breaking wind behind his head, and there was another one behind him!

He didn't have time to stab back any further, the gray sword stabbed the ground, and with the help of the reaction force, his body jumped, and then he rolled back, and his feet landed in a somewhat circle

Slippery stuff on.

It's that coffin!

While stepping on the coffin, he suddenly felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart, and when he looked at the heavy coffin lid under his feet, he felt an inexplicable resistance.

It seemed like something terrible was hiding inside, and he felt a slight tremor under his feet, as if the thing was roaring with rage inside.

It's just that it may be because you step on it yourself, and the things inside can't come out.

But just now, the corpses that had been chasing him relentlessly finally stopped.

Jiang Futing watched the remaining twenty or thirty corpses fall to the ground again like puppets that had lost their strings, and he looked at the things under his feet again with a somewhat gloomy face.

He couldn't beat the contents 100%, he didn't even have the luxury of possibility, and he couldn't detect the ghost, which means that it was a relatively successful experiment.

But she still has to hide here, which shows that the person chasing her is very strong and can control her.

Jiang Futing looked at the corpse closest to him and looked at it carefully, the coffin lid under his feet was still vibrating, and it was becoming more and more violent, and it could break out at any time.

He stood for a moment to get used to the bumpy feeling, which would be less of a hurry.

Everything that is currently aggressive to him here has fallen, and if the little girl had been able to get out, she would have run out of the coffin and killed herself, so she didn't have to wait until now.

The coffin that shook violently under his feet revealed the anger of the things inside, and Jiang Futing even felt that the space was shaken.

If he continued to shake like this, he had the illusion that the space would collapse.

He took a deep breath and poked the tip of his sword twice into the lid of the coffin.

The tremor under his feet stopped for a moment, then trembled even more violently.

Sure enough, the things inside could hear the movement outside.

Jiang Futing poked the lid twice more and said in a low voice, "I know you can hear it." ”

Something below seemed to be unheard, still vibrating and struggling inside.

He didn't care what she meant, anyway, the inside must have heard it, didn't poke the lid again, and continued according to his own speculation: "I'm not the same kind of person as them. ”

As he spoke, he was afraid that the little girl inside would not believe it, so he made a small cut in the coffin lid with his sword, and the little girl shook like crazy as if she felt pain, and there was a lot of gray smoke from the place where she was scratched.

A little floated in through the gap between the opening and closing of the coffin.

"Believe it or not, judge for yourself." He said lightly.

In fact, the turbidity can float directly in, but he deliberately did this, so that the other party could have a little jealousy of the things in his power, lest she turn back after coming out.

Sure enough, the movement in the coffin was quieter.

After calming the other party's resentment towards him, he continued: "Ning Yuan is my classmate, I am entrusted by him, if he is also inside, you can ask him." ”

The inside of the coffin became silent, even the entire space was silent, and even his every gasp could be heard clearly.

He waited for a few seconds, and then the sword poked again, "If you believe me, move once, if you don't believe me, move twice, and someone will come to collect you in a while."

”

After speaking, he glanced at the mirror hanging in the darkness in the distance, frowned slightly, it had been almost ten minutes since he came in, and Bai Tang should have almost found out that he was missing.

When I retracted my gaze, my feet were still quiet.

What does this mean?

He asked tentatively, "Is Ning Yuan here?" ”

The coffin moved.

Yes, and don't answer, what does this mean?

Jiang Futing's heart suddenly cooled half, and he spoke again with some dryness: "He... Still breathing? ”

The coffin did not move this time.

That should be uncertain, but the specific situation is unknown, he always hung an uneasy heart, and continued: "It's important to save people, if you promise not to do anything, I'll come down." ”

This time, Jiang Futing was more patient, and after being quiet for a few seconds, the coffin under his feet finally shook.

When he got the answer, he let out a slow breath, only to find that his back was stained with a thin layer of sweat.

At the same time as he jumped from the lid of the coffin, a huge energy exploded from inside, and the lid of the coffin rushed up and fell from a great height.

A pair of blood-stained hands grabbed the edge of the coffin and slowly got up, and a small and cute face poked out of it.

It was just that those bloody eyes stared at him motionlessly, and the little girl grinned at him.

It looks sweet and kind, but there is an indescribable horror.

Jiang Futing didn't move casually, he stood there and waited for the little girl to crawl out of it seemingly clumsy and slide to the ground.

His gaze lingered on the coffin for a moment, it seemed that it had the effect of curbing the little girl's ability, but on the contrary, it could also protect the little girl.

Until the other party stood still, like a doll looking at him quietly.

"What about Ning Yuan?" He asked, frowning.

The little girl did not speak, and there was no superfluous expression on her face except for the smile she had at the beginning.

She turned to the side and pointed to the inside of the coffin.

Jiang Futing took two more steps forward, and saw the person lying in the coffin.

Ning Yuan was lying inside with his eyes closed, his eyebrows were squeezed deeply, I don't know if it was because of panic or worry, his face was very pale, his hands were folded on his lower abdomen, and he didn't react to the movement outside.

Jiang Futing stretched out his hand, but the next second he stiffened in the air.

He felt that as he moved, the little girl twisted her neck, still staring at him with bloody eyes, which seemed to be attached to her body, and followed her all the time.

But after a pause, he continued to probe and touched Ning Yuan's neck.

There is temperature, and the aorta rises and falls very weakly.

He observed the three fires on Xia Ningyuan's body again, all of them were still burning, but they were only faintly burning, and only a small flame remained.

I don't know if I was too scared, so my soul was weak like this.

Jiang Futing took out a requiem charm from his body.

At the moment when he took out the talisman, the little girl suddenly looked at him as if she was facing a great enemy, and the arrogance on her body suddenly gushed out.

As if he didn't know, he continued to put the talisman paper into Ning Yuan's eyebrows, and explained lightly: "This is."

Save him. ”

Then his lips opened slightly, whispered a few words, and the requiem on his forehead, glowing with golden and gentle light, melted into Ning Yuan's body little by little.

The three soul fires on Ning Yuan's back were like adding nourishment, and there were faint signs of recovery.

Jiang Futing felt that the eyes that looked directly at him were not so piercing.

Now the question is how to figure out how to get out.

The little girl lay on the side of the coffin, looking at the people inside, obviously with empty eyes, but she could feel her attachment emotions.

Looking at her state, it is obviously impossible to take the initiative to leave here, if she doesn't leave, then Ning Yuan has to stay here.

I just don't know when Bai Tang will come.

He looked at the mirror floating in the air again, and although the little girl had her back to him, she seemed to sense his thoughts, and spoke for the first time: "You want to go out?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't have the intention of burying himself, "I, Ning Yuan, and you don't belong here." ”

The little girl didn't say anything immediately, and her little face lay on the coffin and looked at the people inside: "If you go out, you will die." ”

"If you don't go out, Ning Yuan will die." Jiang Futing said bluntly.

The little girl turned her head and grinned at her, and when her eyes were squeezed together excitedly, the blood in the corners of her eyes flowed faster: "That's better, after he dies, I will induce him to be spiritual, and I can be with my brother forever." ”

(End of chapter)