Chapter 110—There Is a God on the Mountain (31)
Ate something.
Sleepiness came back.
But Yun Zhen glanced at the sarcophagus in the center of the burial chamber......
Ugly rejection!
The coffin made of stone is definitely uncomfortable to sleep in at a glance.
In fact, she is not reluctant to sleep in a coffin, after all, she has slept in a wooden coffin for tens of thousands of years.
It's just disgusted with its comfort.
She sat on the steps, her hands on her cheeks, and sleepiness came up without water, and her little head was little by little.
Chana walked in from outside the tomb and saw her like this.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Look at this stubborn look, it's quite cute.
He was also sleepy, so he jumped directly into the sarcophagus and rested his head on the jade pillow, which was indescribably comfortable.
I closed my eyes but couldn't sleep.
He turned over and sat up again, lying on the edge of the coffin, not giving up the temptation: "Xiao Ling'er, are you sure you won't come?" The sarcophagus is very spacious. ”
Yun Yu shook his head and sobered up a little.
didn't look back, and his voice was muffled: "Don't go." ”
Chana: "...... All right. ”
He lay back regretfully, rolling comfortably, not soft or hard, lying really comfortable, but more comfortable than the stepping bed in the wooden house.
It's a pity that someone is not blessed.
The corners of Chana's lips were slightly hooked, her eyes were closed, and she gradually fell asleep.
Yun Yu has always maintained a sitting posture, but the sleepiness is wave after wave, and he is simply powerless to stop it.
In a trance, his elbow slipped, and his head flashed.
Yun Yu opened his eyes, and his little heart was still fluttering.
The neck was even more thrown and almost cramped.
"Shhh
Yun Yu carefully lifted his head up, rubbed his neck, and poured a little divine power into it, and his neck soon recovered.
But it's really sinful to sleep like this.
Yun Yu pondered for a while, lay on the ground slowly, and jumped up the next moment.
It's hard!
Don't say it, it's still ice.
After all, this is all real jade, except for warm jade, other jade species are cold and cold.
Yun Yu looked at the sarcophagus over there, and then looked at the jade floor......
A minute later.
When she slept soundly, Chana felt that something was arching.
Then a faint scent of herbs and trees entered the nose.
Chana opened her eyes suddenly, and then came to eye contact with another pair of eyes.
Chana: ......
Yun Yuan: ......
She smiled awkwardly: "Late, good night?" ”
Chana: "Huh! ”
He raised his eyebrows, even through a mask, he couldn't stop his amorousness: "Didn't you say no?" ”
"I've changed my mind again, no?" Yun Yi returned to her original appearance in a second, anyway, she had already been discovered, she was fearless!
didn't pity the person at all, pushed the person inside, and she lay down comfortably.
It's so soft~
Is this really a sarcophagus?
Yun Yu touched his body in surprise, it was not the texture of a stone, but like cotton wool, soft and hard.
But there's nothing under my head.
Yun Yu looked at Chana again.
Chana: ......
Gan!
This seat must have owed you in the previous life.
He borrowed half of the jade pillow with a cold face, but he thought in his heart, didn't he come to take revenge, why did he still obey her?
It's not a good taste in my heart.
This development is toxic.
With the jade pillow, Yun Yu finally felt that his life was complete.
She spread her limbs.
Ah, comfortable!
Chana looked at the sky and suddenly said, "People say that they are born together and die together. Although we are not dead, we are also in the same coffin. ”
He lowered his eyes, the coldness of the Rakshasa mask was reduced, and his long eyelashes trembled.
He wanted to ask: "Xiao Ling'er, do you have a ...... for me?"
"Yes!"
Yun Zhen turned sideways, looked at his face with his cheeks raised, his fingers lightly fell on his mask and nodded, and his bright eyes were bent: "You should be good-looking, I like good-looking people the most." ”
Chana was happy for a moment, then lowered again.
He pursed his thin lips, and the color seemed to be lighter: "Just like good-looking people?" ”
He raised his eyes, and the seriousness in his eyes was like scorching fireworks: "What if this seat is not good-looking?" ”
"Hmm......" Yun Yu hesitated.
The light in the man's eyes quickly dimmed.
Until a soft touch was attached to the corner of his lips, he didn't stay long, and he was separated by a touch: "You don't look good, of course I like it too." ”
Chana was stunned for a moment.
He reacted, and turned his head to look to his side, excited to say something.
Yun Yu closed his eyes, but as if he also had eyes on the side of his head, his slender knuckles were on his lips: "Shhh ”
That tone was a little coaxing.
It was as if he had gone back to the night before, when he had slipped into her tent, and she had done the same, coaxing him.
Don't make a fuss, sleep well, I'm so sleepy.
The picture repeats.
But it's a different identity and state of mind.
Chana looked at her side face and muttered in a low voice, "Why are you so annoying?" ”
Nasty makes people like.
Yun Yu snorted, and he had already slept in the dark.
Chana hooked her lips.
The fair-skinned, slender, bony hand rests on the eye.
Somewhat abruptly.
The appearance of the black fog is filled, and it seems that it has not been seen for a long time.
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The same tomb.
Others in different burial chambers have completely opposite feelings.
Tired and hungry, physically and mentally exhausted, as if his soul had been drained.
That's what it's like to dance on the tip of a death knife.
Shen Ye also insisted on not moving.
finally let go and stopped breaking and took a half-day break.
People who are embarrassed don't care about comfort, so they just find a nest in a corner, or curl up on the ground, and just sleep like that.
As for whether the back pain will worsen when they wake up tomorrow, they don't care.
Seeing that everyone was asleep, in the corner, Wu Rong sat against the wall.
Motioning for the willow ginseng to lie on her lap, the white and tender knuckles like green onions were placed on the temples of the willow ginseng, and gently rubbed them.
He pressed the joints of his limbs for him, and deliberately used magic power.
The pain on Liu Shen's face turned into comfort, and he fell asleep like that.
Sensing this, Wu Rong stopped.
She lowered her eyes, her big black hood covered her tightly, and she couldn't see her gaze at all, but she could feel that those eyes were so focused.
Looking intently, it was like looking at a rare treasure.
Fingertips lightly touched his face, carefully and gently tracing his outline, his gaze mad.
When will you become mine?
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In this way, the first day in the burial chamber was quietly passed.
In the burial chamber, you can't see the east rising and the west setting, but there is a human biological clock.
When I woke up the next day, I began to struggle on the tip of the knife again.
Shen Ye was sick, his illness was not clear, but he still persisted, he just wanted to rush to the main tomb, and he relied on obsession to support him.
He didn't know what was so appealing to him in the main burial chamber.
Yun Yu and Chana's daily life is to fight and fight, just snacks, and by the way, chase a drama - Tomb Robbery: PUBG, a serialized adventure series, fast-paced (fast death), cool to watch.
Although I don't see the light of day in the tomb, I don't even feel bored.
At night, I drilled into the sarcophagus, and the two octopus that were hugged in the morning were reluctantly separated.
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