Wu Zhiyuan stared at the face lying on the crack of the coffin, quietly put his hand into his arms, held the money sword in his arms, and planned to stab the sword at the white face by surprise. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the white face suddenly shook from the coffin and disappeared.

The speed at which the white face flashed was too fast, and before Wu Zhiyuan could react, he heard a "creaking" sound from the coffin lid above, which was like a fingernail scraping it.

"What sound?" Li Xueying asked in a low voice, she was lying on the inside of the coffin and couldn't see the situation on the coffin seam, so she didn't see the white face on the coffin just now.

"Don't talk." Wu Zhiyuan said softly.

As soon as the voice fell, the "creaking" sound outside also stopped abruptly.

There was a deathly silence again.

Wu Zhiyuan listened to the movement outside the silver coffin with bated breath, and there was no sound outside, as if the white face just now had gone away.

After a while, Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to push the coffin lid, because the river was obviously still rising, and if the coffin lid was not closed in time, the river would flow into the coffin lid after it rose to the dome.

Just when his hand was about to touch the edge of the coffin lid, the coffin lid suddenly seemed to be subjected to an incomparably large force, and the "boom" was pushed to close with the coffin body in an instant, and the coffin lid was suddenly tightly covered.

Wu Zhiyuan was taken aback, and hurriedly extinguished the fire fold in his hand on the inner wall of the coffin, the coffin was sealed very tightly, if the fire fold continued to burn, the two of them would feel poor breathing after a while.

"What happened? Is there something out there? In the dark, Li Xueying asked in a low voice.

"I don't know yet, I'll talk about it when the river recedes." Wu Zhiyuan was reluctant to explain more about what he had just seen, so he said something to deal with it.

Li Xueying seemed to feel Wu Zhiyuan's perfunctory, so she didn't continue to ask. The two of them lay side by side, each without saying anything, for such a moment, Wu Zhiyuan even mistakenly thought that the person lying next to him was the Moon Shadow Fuxian, but this illusion was quickly pulled back to reality, because the silver coffin floated on the water, shaking a few times from time to time, which reminded Wu Zhiyuan that the danger had not been lifted.

I don't know how much time has passed, Wu Zhiyuan only feels that the air inside the coffin is getting more and more dull, and it is becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

Just when Wu Zhiyuan's thinking was getting more and more confused, Li Xueying beside him suddenly let out a series of "giggles" laughter, the laughter was particularly strange in the darkness in this coffin, Wu Zhiyuan's mind suddenly sobered up, and white sweat involuntarily broke out on his back.

"Yingying, what are you laughing at?" Wu Zhiyuan asked in a deep voice.

"What do you say? I didn't laugh......" Li Xueying's voice revealed a little surprise and puzzlement.

"You're not laughing? The laughter just now...... Wu Zhiyuan turned his head in disbelief and looked at Li Xueying on the side, but what he saw was only darkness.

"What are you talking about? Where is there any laughter? Li Xueying's voice was very clear, and she seemed to be a little more conscious than Wu Zhiyuan.

Suddenly, a chill came up from the bottom of Wu Zhiyuan's heart, although he was a little confused, but the laughter was heard very clearly, Li Xueying said that she didn't laugh, who made the laughter? Li Xueying was sane, why didn't she hear that burst of laughter?

Just in confusion, suddenly the coffin shook violently, making a muffled sound of "bang", as if it had hit something, Wu Zhiyuan deduced that at this time, the river may have filled the entire tomb, and the muffled sound just now should be the sound made when the coffin lid reached the dome of the tomb.

Next, it is necessary to wait for the river to recede, only after the river recedes from the tomb, the two can open the coffin lid and come out of the silver coffin, and how long this time will be, Wu Zhiyuan can't know, he just hopes that it won't be too long, because at this time he already feels that his breathing is getting worse and worse.

After a moment of silence, Li Xueying's voice said: "Actually, if we keep lying in this coffin like this, even if we die like this, we will be happy." ”

Li Xueying's words were not straightforward, but Wu Zhiyuan understood what she meant.

At this time, Li Xueying was not the Li Xueying when she pretended to be the Moon Shadow Fuxian, at this time she knew that Wu Zhiyuan and her sister had an unforgettable relationship, so even if she fell in love with Wu Zhiyuan in her heart, she couldn't say it, and sometimes she was sad in her heart, so she could only sprinkle her temper on Wu Zhiyuan and make things difficult for him in every way, in fact, this is also a way to vent her feelings, or express it.

Wu Zhiyuan pretended not to hear Li Xueying's words, and was silent in the dark.

Li Xueying was interested and did not continue.

The two fell silent again, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Time passed a little more, the air inside the coffin became thinner, and it seemed that it would take a lot of strength to take a breath, Wu Zhiyuan could already hear Li Xueying's heavy wheezing beside him, her wheezing sound was getting longer and slower, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Yingying, Yingying......" Wu Zhiyuan touched Li Xueying's hand, her hand was a little warm, but the palm was a little damp, and it seemed to be beads of sweat.

Li Xueying let out a confused "um", her voice was far less clear than just now, just like a sleeping person talking in a dream.

"Wake up, don't sleep!" Wu Zhiyuan grabbed Li Xueying's hand and pinched her tiger mouth hard, trying to wake her up, but Li Xueying didn't make a sound anymore, only the fainter and weaker breathing sound in response.

Wu Zhiyuan knew that Li Xueying had persevered to the limit, and if he didn't open the coffin lid at this time to breathe, Li Xueying might really suffocate in this silver coffin. In fact, he himself has been held back to the point where he can barely bear it, relying on his profound vitality cultivation, otherwise it would be impossible to persist until now.

The river outside the silver coffin must not have completely receded, and even filled the entire burial chamber, and when the lid of the coffin is opened, the river water will definitely pour into the coffin, and then the two will become two skeletons.

Wu Zhiyuan was in a hurry, and the strange laughter just now rang out again: "Giggles......"

Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly listened carefully to make sure that he heard correctly, it was really laughter, and it seemed to be a woman's laughter. In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the laughter is particularly eerie and creepy.

"Giggle......" The laughter paused for a moment, then resounded.

This time, Wu Zhiyuan heard it very clearly, the laughter came from outside the silver coffin, not inside the silver coffin.

"It's full of poisonous river water outside, what kind of evil thing will it be that laughs, and it's not afraid of the corrosion of the river?" Wu Zhiyuan thought to himself.

At this moment, there was a sudden "thump" sound on the lid of the coffin, as if something had fallen on it.