After that, it was very calm for a long time, and it followed me like an invisible shadow, until the end of the military training in the evening, and there were no more moths.

Before the lights went out, Mr. Zhang came to round the ward as usual. But I found that his face was very ugly, and his brow was furrowed, as if he was entangled in trouble.

Before Teacher Zhang left, he glanced at the coffin worriedly, and stopped talking.

However, I don't know him that well, so naturally I won't ask too much.

On this night, the speed at which the yin coffin absorbed yang qi began to increase significantly, and it trembled from time to time, which was very strange.

Looking at the coffin that constantly emitted red light, I fell into a deep sleep with mixed feelings, as if I had fallen into a dream.

In the dream, it was a battlefield of beacon fire and wolf smoke, in the narrow canyon, the two major military camps fought each other, and the vanguard general of the army who was ambushed was a slender figure wearing fiery red armor, light as a swallow, Rao was surrounded, and it also made people feel turbulent.

That suit of armor was so familiar that I was confused in my dreams, and I couldn't tell if it was really a fantasy. Looking at the thousands of wolf smoke, in the afterglow of the twilight, the figure of the arduous battle, I somehow, a strong sadness of wanting to die rose in my heart.

I don't know when I appeared on the battlefield out of thin air, holding the Thunder Sword in my hand, fighting the enemy army. My body was not under my control at all, and I was like a madman, fighting the enemy army.

I don't know how long it took, the female general's movements slowed down, and her physical strength was overdrawn. The enemy was too strong, and after a while, she was besieged to death by the enemy like a butterfly.

The moment she fell, my heart tore apart, as if it were about to burst.

She turned her head, and I could see her face clearly, wasn't this the peerless face I saw in the ancient tomb?

Her gaze searched everywhere, through the chaos, looking at me from afar, and her peach-like face bloomed with a smile that pierced my eyes and penetrated my soul.

"No!"

I burst into tears, slashed at the thunder sword in my hand, cut a bloody path, penetrated the army, rushed to her desperately, and rescued her from the encirclement.

Thousands of soldiers watched me leave, their eyes turned red, and finally howled, and they died with the enemy army without their lives, and the scene was extremely tragic and heroic.

Embracing her in his arms, he couldn't stop the scars on her body, and the dazzling blood made the armor even more magnificent, like a rose in extreme bloom, shocking.

This face, the country and the city, but pale and colorless, in the face of life and death, but it seems extremely open-minded, close to the late silent words to me silently, as if through a thousand years, deeply stabbed my heart!

"Live Well ......"

The moment she died, it was as if the whole world had lost its color, and I was overwhelmed with grief and screamed and struggled to wake up.

In front of him, where is there a battlefield, only a coffin that emits a bright red light. The red color was so similar to the color of the armor in my dream that I couldn't tell the difference between the dream and the reality......

It was as if my chest was being crushed by a boulder, and I was a little out of breath, and my eyes were red and swollen.

"Fang Nan, are you okay?"

Qin Shou and a few people gathered next to my bed, looking at me worriedly, all of them holding the head of the chicken nest, embarrassed and confused, obviously woken up by my roar. Qin Shou, in particular, looked at the mutated yin coffin in horror, grabbed my hand, and almost pinched his nails into my flesh.

"It's fine." I sighed in pain, but I still couldn't dispel the turbid breath in my chest, which made people feel upset.

The dream just now was too real, like an imprint, engraved in the depths of my soul.

I washed up, and as soon as the gate opened at six o'clock, I left the dormitory alone and came to the top of the uninhabited ecological park.

The light of the coffin did not diminish as the sky grew brighter, reflecting my pupils. I trembled and reached out to the coffin, and there was a bone-chilling coldness in my fingers, which made my heart heavy.

At this moment, the light of the yin coffin was almost condensed, and the indissolvable red color was like the cruel blood in the dream.

I pushed the lid of the coffin, nervous to the extreme. Happily, this time, after I touched it, the lid of the coffin slid open and leaned to the side.

In the coffin, the more dazzling red light made me a little unable to open my eyes.

In a daze, Teacher Zhang and Qin Shou appeared behind me silently, and they all followed the red light to find me.

I don't know how long it took, the red light gradually dissipated, and a female corpse wearing fiery red armor appeared in front of me. The beautiful cheeks like peach blossoms and the stubbornly closed lips touched my heart.

It's her! That thousand-year-old zombie in the tomb.

"It's so beautiful......" The two people behind me were already dumbfounded, and Mr. Zhang almost returned to the world, rushed to Weiwei's side, took out the charm, and was so nervous that he was on guard.

"Is this a living person or a ......?"

Qin Shou followed closely behind Teacher Zhang, his face full of panic.

I ignored the two people around me, and my eyes were full of her. A trembling hand reached out to her smooth and delicate palm, still cold, but it didn't seem to be so stiff.

At this moment, my mind is full of tragic images from dreams and the sadness of her death. I couldn't help but feel sad, holding her hand and crying.

I don't know why I'm crying, it's unreasonable to cry, but it's so natural that I even cried red in the eyes of the two people behind me......

After completely bursting out the depression in my chest, I wiped away my tears and looked at Qin Shou and the others with some embarrassment.

"What the hell are you all about?"

Teacher Zhang's eyes were not ridiculed, but solemn.

"I don't know."

I smiled bitterly and shook my head, I wanted to say that it didn't matter, but now I'm a little unsure, everything about the ghost path in the ancient tomb, the thunder sword held by the person in the dream, and the ghost path inheritance, all show that this woman has some close relationship with my ghost path ancestor.

She's not going to be my grandmother of a certain generation, is she?

Thinking of this possibility, I almost fainted, and kept comforting myself that it was impossible, after all, the old zombie said, this is my daughter-in-law!

I turned my head to look at her, my heart pounding, and at this moment, I seemed to find that I was a little moved.

Your sister, Lao Tzu actually had a heart for a zombie, and let people not live!

"Look! She's awake! Qin Shou suddenly screamed, stuffed his entire body behind Teacher Zhang, and poked his head out.

Sure enough, her eyes actually trembled, and then slowly opened.

When her eyes were completely opened, two dazzling red lights erupted from her swollen eyes, heading straight for the Nine Heavens.

"Oh my God! Mutant Corpse King! ”

Teacher Zhang was horrified, pushed Qin Shou away, and scolded me angrily, "You stinky boy, what the hell did you bring to school!" In case something happens, do you think this university town will survive? ”

I looked back blankly and asked, "She's already become a corpse king?" Is she that powerful? ”

Rao was skeptical, but he remembered the exaggerated scene of a hundred ghosts running away when he was in the ancient tomb. At that time, she was not as powerful as she is now!