However, it was still too late, only a loud bang was heard, and Mu Sensen turned his head and feet in the coffin.

The bronze coffin was kicked down, and the coffin lid and the coffin body slid to the side of the stone steps, Mu Sensen rolled out of it, his head first touched the bronze coffin wall, and then touched the stone steps, and instantly got two big bags.

Depend on!

With tears in her eyes, she crawled out of the coffin tremblingly, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of light gray, cold and narrow eyes.

"-You 10,000-year-old single dead straight man ghost! Don't even think about marrying a wife in this life! ”

Mu Sensen sat on the ground and cursed with his dizzy head shell.

The man who kicked her out of the coffin was dressed in a gray and white robe, with a wooden hairpin with long unkempt hair, and a thin figure.

With a peachwood sword in one hand and a plastered behind him in the other, he was wrestling with a large black mist, the air flickering with lightning and sparks, mixed with a scorching stench.

Hearing Mu Sensen's words, the wooden sword swung in mid-air, and a clear breath spread, forcing the black mist to escape into the corner, but he didn't chase it, turned around and walked towards Mu Sensen, stopping three steps away.

Mu Sensen squatted on the ground and rubbed his head.

"You're crying." He looked at her condescendingly and coldly.

"Nonsense! You hit two big bags on your head and try it! Mu Sensen wiped away the tears from his eyes, which was purely a physiological reaction under the severe pain.

"Why are you in a coffin?" He asked.

"I also want to ask you, why are you here? What is your ulterior relationship with Jun Ming? ”

The man's light gray eyes looked straight at her, and he said slowly, "I have an old enmity with him." ”

Mu Sensen glanced at him sideways, noncommittal.

These two people, no, are two ghosts, and they didn't seem to have much to do with each other in the era when she was still Mu Yu, except for the four ghost kings with the same name.

I haven't heard of any old feuds.

Well, this gray-robed Taoist is called Xiao San, because he is ranked third among the four ghost kings, and his real name is unknown, so he is ...... One of Mu Yu's friends.

Seeing that the man in the robe was just staring at her, Mu Sensen rolled his eyes angrily.

"Isn't it for revenge? Let's do it, find his body and burn it. ”

It's a bit difficult for her to do this alone, and now that the sky is descending on the junior, is it simply fearless, okay?

"His body isn't here."

Absence?

Mu Sensen pinched his fingers and calculated for a while...... I had a terrible headache, a mess in my head, and I couldn't figure out anything.

The whole mountain is someone else's dojo, and her mana is firmly suppressed here, especially when she steps on this stone palace under her feet, she feels powerless to raise her hands and feet.

"What's next?" The man in the robe asked her calmly with his sword.

Mu Sensen touched his chin and thought about it, he came here, and there was no reason to come in vain.

Jun Ming lured her here, apparently to avenge the seal she had been sealed seventy-three years ago.

It was also quite smooth, but Mu Sensen was put in the coffin, who knew that a junior would pop up halfway.

Now Jun Ming should be afraid of Xiao San, so he doesn't dare to come out directly. That's just right, with the momentum of Xiao San, give him a great blow.

She quickly made a decision, squinting her eyes, "If you can run, the monk can't run the temple." Don't care about his body and spirit, let's destroy this broken coffin first, and see where he will go to recuperate from his injuries in the future. ”

The gray-robed man snorted in agreement.

Mu Sensen rolled up his sleeves, "You give me the Dharma protector next to you, and I'll burn this coffin now." ”