"Hmm!"

Soft rain's words made a hint of surprise flash in Ye Feng's eyes, what's going on? Could it be that she doesn't remember what happened before? Or is she amnesiac?

Looking at Rouyu's blank expression, it is indeed very similar.

That's a little weird.

"Ye Feng, why don't you speak? What kind of place is this? ”

Rouyu felt that she had slept for a long, long time, she wanted to get up, but found that the surroundings were very narrow, not at all like a bed, suddenly, as if she realized, her face changed instantly, and she said in horror: "I.... It can't be lying in a coffin, right? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Rouyu hurriedly crawled out like a flea on her body, and was shocked to find that she was really lying in a coffin.

Oh, my God!

Although Rouyu had seen a lot of coffins, it was the first time she had been lying in a coffin, which made her have goosebumps all over her body, her face was very pale, and she immediately looked at Ye Feng and said in surprise: "Ye.... Ye Feng.... What the hell is going on? I.... How did it end up in a coffin? ”

Ye Feng scratched his head, quite helpless, because he didn't know how to explain it to her, he couldn't say that someone was using you as a sacrifice to resurrect someone. Ye Feng pondered, if he said this, it would be strange if he was not treated as a neuropathy by her, don't say soft rain, and any ordinary person would roll his eyes when he heard such words.

After all, such a thing as death and resurrection is a fantasy.

No!

To be exact, it's even more unbelievable than the Arabian Nights.

Sighing, Ye Feng shook his head and said, "What is there to talk about in the future, by the way, your friends are still worried about you, let's go back and report peace to them first!" ”

"My friend?"

Rouyu was very puzzled, and said, "Ye Feng, do you know my friend?" ”

"Sort of, I've met once, it seems to be called Ouyang Fei, Aiqing, Jiang Xue."

"It's the eldest sister, but what are they looking for me to do?"

Rouyu looked dazed, she couldn't remember what happened before, and she didn't even know why she was here.

Let's be honest.

Soft Rain's amnesia is a good thing for her, at least she won't remember what she has experienced before, after all, for anyone, these things are enough to accompany them for a lifetime, if they are not in a good state of mind, they may be immersed in the shadow of this time for the rest of their lives, and even have a mental breakdown.

Is it an exaggeration?

No!

Not an exaggeration at all!

Comparatively speaking, amnesia is much better.

"Maybe it's looking for you!"

Ye Feng could only casually come up with a reason, seeing that Rouyu was still asking, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's talk about it when we go back, let's get out of here first!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Rouyu to respond, he left the factory directly.

Although Rouyu still had a lot of questions to ask him, she immediately followed after watching Ye Feng leave.

Outside, the weather was no longer gloomy, but sunny, and the dark vortex above the factory disappeared at some point, and everything seemed to be calm again, as if it had never happened.

Not long after Ye Feng and the others left.

A man appeared here.

He looked like an old man, with an old face and wrinkled face, but despite this, his body looked energetic, like an old and strong young man, and his pupils shimmered with a strange brilliance, which was particularly mysterious.

Ye Feng would definitely be surprised if he saw the old man here, because this old man was none other than Wuxin, who claimed to be the spokesman of the god of death.

I don't know how long I stood here, I suddenly raised my head to look at the scorching sun in the void, a strange smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, as if talking to myself: "It's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

As he spoke, he shook his head, as if he was sighing for someone, and after a few moments, his figure disappeared into thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already in the factory.

His eyes swept around, and finally landed on the black coffin, the light flashed in his unintentional eyes, only to see him stretch out a finger, and a faint brilliance was released, the brilliance was dark black, extremely rich, and then, this dark black brilliance quickly ingested the coffin.

When Guanghua blended in, in an instant, the black coffin seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes, and the whole body was shrouded in Guanghua and suspended in mid-air.

Immediately.

The light above Wuxin's eyes flickered wildly, his hands quickly intertwined, suddenly, Wuxin let out a deep sigh, and a rich dark black brilliance appeared between his hands, and the brilliance wrapped around his hands, as if entangled, and there were strange roars faintly from the light.

"Go!"

With a low shout, the dark black light surged away like a galloping black dragon, covering the coffin in mid-air with a rich cold aura.

Wow.

Suddenly, the black coffin spun rapidly, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and the brilliance became more and more intense.

I don't know how long it took.

The coffin in mid-air had disappeared, replaced by a dark gold ring.

That's right, it's the ring.

A strange creature is carved on the ring, surrounded by a faint black gas, although it floats in the air, it gives people a chilling feeling, as if it can induce fear at a glance.

Unintentionally beckoned, the strange ring in mid-air flew towards him as if he had been summoned.

The moment he held it, all the black qi around the ring was absorbed by Wuxin, and a smile appeared on his face, as if he was very satisfied.

Suddenly.

A voice came from nowhere, very strange.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, I'm afraid Mu Qing would never have dreamed that all he did was just making a wedding dress for you!"

Unintentionally did not respond, as if he had not heard, a pair of eyes still staring at the ring in his hand.

"You have used Mu Qing for ten years to achieve your goal, and now that Mu Qing is dead, it is as you wish, and you have also refined the Black Soul Blood Spirit Ring because of Mu Qing, it can be said that everything is as flawless as you planned. It's just that I've always wondered, what are you going to do with such a big game? ”

The sound is virtual and real, ethereal and mysterious, as if it comes from heaven and earth, and it seems to come from endless darkness, making it difficult for people to distinguish it.

"What do I do, it's not your turn to question!"

Unintentionally spoke, his voice was very flat, as if two friends were chatting.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious, what do you want to do with such great effort to create the Black Soul Blood Spirit Ring? As far as I know, the Black Soul Blood Spirit Ring is the key to unlocking that thing, do you really .....?"

The voice didn't continue, as if it wanted to say something and then stopped.

Unintentionally silent.

There was silence in the room.

A moment later.

The voice came again, with a hint of mockery: "You have set up such a big game in order to get that thing, you have given everything, and even handed him the Yin Yang Purple Jade." Have you ever wondered what awaits you once his memories awaken? Don't forget, the Yin Yang Purple Jade is something that belongs to him, and you give it to him will only make his memory wake up faster. ”

Unintentional still did not respond, silent.

"Haha, I'm really looking forward to that day, what will your expression be like then? Ha ha! ”

The sound faded into a blur, and finally disappeared completely.

Long.

Wuxin's eyes were a little complicated, and he muttered, "No matter what the outcome is, I have to get that thing." ”

(End of chapter)