In the transparent coffin is a beautiful young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate facial features and delicate skin. But his face was strangely pale.

The young man in the coffin closed his eyes as if he were asleep. There is no way to see life and death.

In the coffin next to him is also a beautiful boy. The situation in the coffin is the same, except for the difference in appearance, the size of the coffin, the robe on the body, and even the hairstyle are the same.

It seems that the missing teenagers should be in this coffin now.

Mo Jiu stretched out his hand and pushed down the coffin lid next to him, obviously using a lot of strength, but the coffin lid did not move at all.

This time, Mo Jiu condensed the wind spiritual power and issued a move. In order to prevent the power of the move from being too strong, the crystal coffin was directly smashed, and only forty percent of the power was used, and it was only aimed at the coffin lid.

The emitted move emitted a dazzling white light and landed on the lid of the coffin. When the white light dissipated, not even the slightest scratch was left on the lid of the coffin.

Mo Jiu frowned, but did not continue to make moves, but began to observe the other coffins.

The style of the other coffins is exactly the same, except for the people inside.

Mo Jiu passed by each coffin, and he had to take a closer look, and this inspection also saw some doorways. For example, the central part of the coffin that touches the lid has some tiny words, like incantations. And the words on each coffin are slightly different.

Just about to see some patterns, Mo Jiu stopped in front of a coffin. His eyes also shook at that moment, just because the person in the coffin was too shocked.

In the crystal coffin is a peerless beautiful boy. The closed eyes are thick and long, the eyelashes are like fans, the long eyebrows are in the sideburns, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips are perfectly shaped. It's just that his face is too pale, and his lips are a little too light, but he can't hide the extraordinary beauty and pure and noble temperament of the young man.

Dust-free?! This appearance and this dusty temperament should be that he himself is not wrong. But didn't he go to carry out the task assigned by the master? Why is it here?

The shock when Mo Jiu saw Wuchen also made her heart very uneasy, she had always been calm, but at the moment she was a little reckless.

Originally, Mo Jiu had almost figured out the law of opening the coffin lid, but he just wanted to use brute force to quickly open the coffin lid in front of him.

There was a loud "bang", and Mo Jiu's move made a deafening sound and collided with the lid of the coffin.

However, after the collision, there was not the slightest trace left on the coffin lid.

This surprised Mo Jiu, what kind of material is this? Why is it so hard?

But it also aroused Mo Jiu's fighting spirit, and the bigger moves condensed and formed in the palm of his hand. Just as he was about to make a move, he was tapped on the shoulder from behind.

The shock was even more extraordinary, she didn't even notice anyone approaching. She quickly withdrew her move, and when she turned around, behind her was the red-clothed young man shaking a folding fan—Ling Xiaohan.

The reason why Mo Jiu didn't attack the person behind her was because she couldn't feel the killing intent coming from behind her. Sure enough, the other party is not an enemy.

Ling Xiaohan said: "Ah Jiu, this coffin lid can't be opened with brute force. ”

Mo Jiu suppressed the surprise in his heart and said, "Xiao Han? When did you get here? ”

"My son has just arrived, and when I open my eyes, it's already this weird place. However, I have seen you perform two moves, so I have deduced that the hard moves are useless to it. ”

Ling Xiaohan said it well, but it still made Mo Jiu feel a sense of disobedience.