"It's you, it's you again!" The boy's voice was somewhat hysterical.

Of course, he will not forget that it was this man who had to disappear temporarily on the night of three days ago.

"Yes, it's me. Glad, we met again. ”

There seemed to be a smile in Murong Xi's voice.

"Why? Why stop me! ”

The boy stomped his feet in anger, and the coffin on his back slammed into the ground again and again because of his movements, making a "clang" and "clang" sound.

This voice crashed into Tong Yao and Xuancao's hearts suddenly, making people shudder.

Looking at the angry boy, Murong Xi's voice became a little solemn:

"This is not the world you are supposed to come in, and he is not the person you should take with you. If you're willing to turn back, I'll let you go. ”

"Impossible! No way! The boy listened to Murong Xi's words, and the strength under his feet became heavier.

Murong Xi concentrated, pinched the trick with his left hand, and tightened the bone flute with his right hand, ready to shoot at any time.

The boy was annoyed, and raised his face suddenly, and suddenly his eyes were glowing with blue.

He raised his feet and suddenly rushed towards Murong Xi, the coffin on his back rubbing against the floor, making a sharp sound.

At this time, Murong Xi quickly raised his right hand to block the front, and at the same time pinched the left hand against the tail of the bone flute.

A golden light shot out of the flute, like lightning, and quickly stopped the boy.

The boy's face became more hideous from the confinement, and he shook his body violently, trying to break free from the golden light.

"Xiaobai, hurry! Split the coffin on his back! ”

Murong Xi yelled at the air while controlling the boy's movements.

Xiaobai, who was watching from the sidelines, heard this command, stood up in a trance, and suddenly became smart.

Quickly pulled out the long knife that Murong Xi had given him in advance, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed towards the coffin on the boy's back without hesitation.

With a "snap", the coffin was split in half.

"Boom" twice, falling off the boy's back.

The boy with no coffin on his back seemed to be drained, and his whole body collapsed to the ground at once, and disappeared in an instant.

Murong Xi withdrew the light emitted by the bone flute.

He looked at the coffin on the ground that had been split in half, as if something was still wriggling inside.

At that moment, the wriggling thing seemed to jump out.

Murong Xi snatched the saber from Xiao Bai's hand with his backhand and slashed it down in a hurry.

With a "bang", the thing turned into a puddle of white liquid that flowed out of the crack in the coffin.

At that moment, only a "thud" was heard, and the farmer's body fell straight to the door panel, and then slid down.

"Father!" Daylilies squealed worriedly.

Ignoring the fear in his heart, he suddenly stepped over the coffin and ran to his father who fell at the door.

The moon had begun to tilt, and the coffin on the ground began to slowly fade, even become transparent, and finally, finally disappeared.

The farmer, who was lying in the arms of Daylily, slowly opened his eyes......

Early the next morning, Murong Xi and Tong Yao came to the cherry tree again with the daylily.

This time, a few sturdy men, carrying shovels and hoes and a new coffin, followed along.

"Dig up the earth, pry the coffin open!" Murong Xi stood aside and pointed to the ground under his feet.

When several men heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.