"Zhou Ling, which one of these things is your ancestor?!" In order to get rid of that fear, Li Xiaoyang forcibly turned his head, and then roared loudly.

"You put your head up, which one is willing to come out, which one is!" Zhou Ling's voice was cheerful, and although he had almost been killed by seven ancient corpses, he behaved extremely relaxed.

But when Li Xiaoyang heard him say this, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, what does it mean to put his head up? The thing that peeked at himself in the coffin just now was obviously not a good bird, and if he stuck it himself, he would be pulled in by it.

Li Xiaoyang then leaned his head to the other coffin, and then he heard movement below, and the lid of the coffin was pushed open a little. But at this moment, in the coffin in the back

Chapter 142 of "Difu Bus" Do you want to believe that he is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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