Chapter 543

"Well, it's hungry and wants to eat this black coffin!" Mo Jiu said truthfully.

"Eaten? Little Molian eats a coffin? Xiaoshu shouted in surprise.

"That's right, it says it wants to eat!" Mo Jiu also explained very weakly.

Then, Mo Jiu Raccoon, Xiao Shu, Tuan Tuan, Xiao Ling'er, Xiao Basket, and the snow scene that had just come over, gathered in a circle and looked at the black coffin in front of them......

Because Xiao Molian's speed was very fast, after burrowing into the black coffin, it was pitch black inside, and they didn't see how Xiao Molian ate this coffin!

It's just that as time passes, Mo Jiu is keenly aware that the black coffin is disappearing, and it is not the kind that has been eaten, but refined......

The cold air on the black coffin is constantly converging, and the breath is slowly disappearing, and you can vaguely see that the color of the black coffin is fading, not as black as ink before......

At this scene, not only Mo Jiuci, but even Xiaoshu was a little surprised! It's really a long time to see, and it's the first time I've seen this kind of thing after countless years of being a machine spirit......

What the hell is this black coffin? How could Xiao Molian want to eat the black coffin? A large series of question marks flashed in Xiaoshu's mind, and he couldn't find the answer......

Mo Jiu has always been worried that Mo Lian would have an accident, so she didn't pay attention to the surprise of Xiao Shu and the others, she kept staring at the black coffin to prevent Xiao Mo Lian from having an accident......

Three days have passed in a flash, and the current black coffin has turned pale black! It's not as dark as it used to be! Mo Jiu also saw a small ink lotus in the black coffin, which was as quiet as growing in this black pipe......

It seemed that he was refining and absorbing the essence in the black coffin, and Mo Jiu saw that there was nothing wrong, so he was slightly relieved, and found a place to sit down cross-legged, and his divine sense surrounded the black coffin and Xiao Mo Lian......

Another three days have passed, and the sky is already white outside, and ten days outside the space is one day......

Mo Jiu looked at the color of the black coffin in front of him, calculating that in about three days, Xiao Mo Lian should be able to refine all the black coffins......

Just as Mo Jiu Fox guessed, the black coffin really kept fading, and until now Mo Jiu Fox didn't see what kind of material this black coffin was, because there seemed to be a kind of power that Xiao Mo Lian needed in it, and it was not a wooden coffin......

Now it is almost translucent, according to this situation, after Xiao Molian completely refines and absorbs the black coffin, the black coffin will completely disappear without existence......

Another two days passed, and just when Mo Jiu and the others thought it was about to end, the color of the black coffin suddenly deepened again, and not only that, but the flower body of the little ink lotus also began to shake constantly, as if it was about to wither at any time......

"Mo Lian, what's wrong?" Mo Jiu asked worriedly.

"Master, it hurts, it hurts...... Hmm...... It hurts......" Mo Lian's immature voice shouted extremely uncomfortably.

"What's going on? Where does it hurt? Mo Jiu was shocked when he heard this.

"Master, it hurts, it hurts all over! Hmmmm......" Merian cried out in pain.

Hearing this, Mo Jiu came directly to the coffin, and his divine sense was wrapped around Xiao Molian's body, and he was shocked at this look, because Xiao Molian's surroundings were extremely hot, and I am afraid that it was not much more than Xiao Jin's flames......

What the hell is going on? How did it come to this?

"Master, I'm so uncomfortable! It hurts, it hurts......" Mo Lian shouted.