Blinking, Si Ruan, who was a little suspicious, continued to walk down, however, after reaching a certain depth, there was no foreign object under the negative line.

Moreover, those foreign objects were all entrenched above that depth, and none of them would come down, and none of them seemed to be willing to come down, which made Si Ruan pause, knowing that this was a forbidden area for foreign objects.

So, even the foreign objects in the negative line are afraid of being in the forbidden area, what is it?

even, as if dragging her all the way down, wanting her to take a look.

Following her intuition, she felt as if she had finally reached the bottom of the negative line, and then, she saw a half-hidden door, and inside, there was still light seeping out.

"Huh?"

She tilted her head.

Is there a person living in it?

Otherwise, where does the light come from?

After all, all the negative lines are in a dark gray haze, and any light here seems to be blocked, even if you come here with a very powerful light, it will be swallowed up all at once, and it will become the nourishment here, further nourishing the foreign objects here.

At this time, it is really strange that there is light at the bottom of this deepest layer.

Stretching out his hand to push open the half-hidden room, the light inside suddenly seeped outward, and it was a little dazzling, but as far as Si Ruan was concerned, it didn't make a difference whether there was any light or not.

Because, in her eyes, she can see nothing in the dark, and she can also see the brightness in the limit, and everything is actually the same in her eyes.

Therefore, she was not stabbed by the large piece of light, and walked in calmly, standing in a white world, and in the middle of that world, there was a coffin.

All the light emanated from the coffin, and even reflected the area as daytime.

"Hmm-"

It's getting weirder.

Can you still store a coffin at the bottom of the negative line?

That doesn't look right, right?

And, I don't know if it's her illusion, I always feel that there seems to be some familiar breath on the coffin, as if it is the power that belongs to her in the body, and she can also sense it on this coffin.

So, what's going on?

Fu Xian is a question, this coffin is another question, it is really strange.

Raising his feet, he walked slowly towards the coffin, just like descending a lengthy staircase that seemed to have no end, and Si Ruan's walk towards the coffin was also a little long.

I don't know if she's not in a hurry to uncover the mystery at all, or if she's also limited in strength, so she can only use it.

When she walked to the coffin, it had no lid, but there was a person lying inside.

A man.

Dressed in an ancient cyan robe, with a cyan unveined mask on his face, his ten slender fingers were placed on his abdomen, and the light here, to be exact, did not come from this coffin, but from this man.

For this man, Si Ruan was unimpressed.

However, his body has the same aura as himself, as well as the same strength as himself, so just standing here, he doesn't need to do anything, he can feel the pull of each other's breath.

However, the pull of this breath seemed to be one-sided, and it all came from the man in the coffin, surging into her body.

And, as the breath poured in more and more, Si Ruan clearly felt that there were many more memories in his mind, which he didn't have before, no, or rather, he had been lost for no reason.

And, the reason for all this is probably in this man.

When all the remnants of the man's body, the same aura as hers, poured into her body, the light on the man's body completely dimmed, and the bright area was extinguished.

At the same time, this place that seemed to be specially protected was gradually submerged by the breath outside the 'room', which belonged to the negative line, and even the foreign objects that had been swimming in the deep layers and did not dare to come down before also swayed down one after another, and 'owned' this place.

It's just that those foreign objects are just wandering near the coffin and her, and they don't, or rather, don't dare to dangle in this direction, obviously, they are still instinctively afraid.

This scene made Si Ruan pause, and then retracted his gaze and looked at the hands of the man who had lost the light and fell into the darkness.

The hand he had placed on his lower abdomen, as if to hide something, she reached out and took his hand away, and saw a small black stone.

The stone was not large, about the size of a quail egg, resting on his abdomen, and she looked at the small stone, and felt that the man's breath, which was similar to hers, or rather ordinary, emanated from it.

And now, the breath has been condensed by her, revealing him, or its original appearance.

It's just—

Si Ruan tilted his head, stared at the stone for a few seconds, and then moved his hand, wanting to pull it out so that he could see what it was, however, something strange happened-

She couldn't even pick it out.

"Huh?"

She blinked, a little confused.

It stands to reason that there seems to be nothing that can't be destroyed by her, well, to be exact, it won't be easily destroyed by her, but now it has appeared.

"Hmm-"

Si Ruan, who was somewhat unexpected, picked at it again, and even used his strength, but it was still useless.

Now, she was really interested in this small stone, supported the coffin, turned in, squatted on the man, and slashed at the small stone with both hands.

But it still didn't work.

"Wow, that's amazing—"

With an emotionless voice, this exclamation tone really made some people feel a little creepy, at least, the foreign objects wandering not far away were startled and quickly retreated to the side.

In an instant, this vacuum area has been expanded a lot.

When Si Ruan worked hard for a long time and still didn't pick out the small stone that was pressed on the outside of the man's clothes, the big guy got up instantly, jumped out of the coffin, and patted his clothes.

"Forget it, don't pick it, it's too troublesome."

As soon as the words fell, she lifted her feet, shrunk the ground and left the negative line, returning to that plane.

But she didn't see it, and when she turned to leave, the stone lit up slightly, and even the fingers of the man in the coffin moved.

But as long as she stays for a second longer, or even, picks a little more, it is very likely that something different will happen.

Ran Goose, this big guy who is very afraid of trouble, and has a rare sense of curiosity and hard work that can not exceed three seconds, is abandoned like that, and there is no one left.

Si Ruan, who returned to that plane, found a secluded place to settle down, but there was nothing else in this plane except for some creatures that were slightly more beautiful than those foreign objects in the negative line, let alone a small book, a small tea tea, and a small snack.

Not at all.

One doesn't.

It's a sad thing.

And so—