This soft sip is like a complaining woman, lamenting her unchangeable miserable fate, which makes people feel pity. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Jiutian gritted his teeth and poked the torch in his hand at the branches and leaves on the coffin. Now, his mind has been protected by the pure yang qi of the sky, and no nightmares or charms can invade his heart anymore.

As soon as the torches reached under the branches and leaves on the side of the coffin, those branches and leaves were very afraid to dodge backwards, and the branches and leaves that dodged backwards were like a wave surging backwards, driving the leaves on the entire coffin, making a gurgling sound.

"Boom, boom。。。。。。" The sobbing sound in the coffin sounded again, this time, the sound was more obvious, and it emitted a mournful desolation.

Feng Jiutian's heart tightened - this sad voice was not like a "Gu technique" that specifically "bewitched" people's hearts. After he has emitted a powerful body protection qi, all "bewitchment" will be returned under the counteraction of the gang qi, and the alien who will send out "bewitchment" will be devoured. This voice is definitely not directed at oneself, but from the heart.

"Could it be that in this huge coffin, there are really imprisoned souls?" Feng Jiutian secretly thought, on his handsome face, the flush on his cheeks had receded after being charmed, "Even if there is a imprisoned soul, you must first get rid of the coffin in front of you." ”

The Blood Banner Hall will eradicate all foreign objects that can harm human beings, and in the same way, it will also save all people or human souls who are mutilated by foreign objects. This is the purpose of the Bloody Banner Hall.

He lowered the torch in his hand to the bottom of the coffin. After the decayed coffin wood is stained with fire, it will be like withered grass, and it will be burned with fire, although it cannot be burned with open flames, but it will also be dark fire and thick smoke.

Just when the torch in his hand was about to touch the bottom of the coffin, the branches and leaves that had been hiding backwards brought a breeze to the head of the flame, blocking the flames burning to the bottom of the coffin.

The flames were scorching under the leaves. Feng Jiutian saw that those branches and leaves were like faces, and they began to look hideous under the scorching flames, and on each leaf, it was like a small eye, after being burned, they opened their eyes, and in the firelight, they let out a silent wail.

The dark fragrance, at some point, had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the smell of burnt green after the leaves were roasted by the fire.

After a while, the branches and leaves began to be unable to withstand the flames, and in the place where they had been roasted, an open flame was already visible.

Feng Jiutian's heart moved, took out the grease from the backpack, splashed it on the branches and leaves on the coffin, and then, with a torch, poked it at the place where the grease was sprinkled, and after the grease was stained with the flames, it immediately "squeaked" on the branches and leaves. In the blink of an eye, the layer of branches and leaves covering the coffin was burned to pieces.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew out of the huge coffin, blowing the charred branches and leaves around the coffin, scattering them on the ground, curling for a while and disappearing into the dirt.

When that yin wind blew out, Feng Jiutian had already dodged away. After the branches and leaves were hanging around the coffin, he saw that the branches and leaves that had been extinguished were quickly withdrawn into the coffin, like a centipede with countless legs, twisting and retreating into the coffin, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the coffin.

Feng Jiutian took the torch, stuck the long knife back into his back, pulled out the stiff thorn, and walked towards the edge of the big coffin. Dealing with foreign objects in the coffin, the zombie piercing has a unique power.

He had just taken two steps forward when he heard the soft sobs of the coffin again. This time, the sip was even more pronounced - "Boom。。。。。。 The voice echoed in the coffin, and then floated out of the coffin, in the wilderness, under the cold moon, into a mad sob. It's like a soul crying out about its miserable experience.

Walking two steps away from the big coffin, Feng Jiutian took out a simple 'Coffin Tongue' (there is a kind of 'Tongue' in the tomb that specializes in detecting whether there are poisonous insects ambushing in the tomb, which will appear in the next series of [Tomb Bat Coffin Curse]. The wonder of exploring the cave is exquisite. When the simple 'tongue' flew to the top of the coffin and then fell, a silver needle hit its shell, and the shell suddenly cracked, and with a "pop" sound, it exploded in the coffin, and a ball of white powder flew evenly around, covering the huge coffin.

This simple 'tongue' is specially designed for the plague breaker who kills in the wild. This kind of 'tongue' can kill poisonous insects in those small and dangerous coffins in the wild. No matter what kind of poisonous insect it is, once it is contaminated with the mist-like powder of the 'tongue', it will crawl out of the coffin and suffocate to death after encountering fresh air outside the coffin.

After the white mist emitted by the 'tongue' scattered into the coffin, after a while, Feng Jiu walked to the edge of the coffin and looked inside.

The huge coffin, the height, almost reached the chest of the tall Feng Jiutian, the length was a little more than the first coffin 'Greedy Wolf Pivot Yin Kui's Head Coffin', about five feet wide. Inside the coffin, another coffin appeared in the big coffin, and between the two coffins, a distance of about a foot flashed on all sides. The coffin inside is also decayed, and there are also decaying stripes on the coffin, leaving a finger-like wooden gully on the coffin.

The powder that burst out after the simple 'tongue' burst just now was evenly sprinkled in the coffin, "There are no traces of poisonous insects crawling on the powder, and there are no poisonous insects between the coffin and the coffin." Feng Jiutian said to himself, he withdrew the stiff thorn, "The sobbing sound just now should have come from the coffin." ”

Feng Jiutian put the torch on the edge of the thick coffin, and then, with both hands propped up, his feet were already squatting on the edge of the coffin. He stretched out his hand to grasp the side of the smaller coffin in the big coffin, and with both hands, the person was already standing between the two coffins.

The smell of the decay of the coffin and the smell of the simple 'tongue' just now permeated the coffin—it was the smell of his feet standing at the bottom of the coffin and stepping on the bottom of the coffin.

"Fortunately, I put a 'tongue' just now, otherwise, this breath will also be suffocating." He covered his nose with his hands, closed his breath, and said secretly in his heart, "This coffin, after decades, although the surface has been corrupted, in fact, this coffin is still impregnable, it must be because of those branches and leaves!" I never thought that I would see the 'moon silence' mentioned in the [Zhenfeng Filling Yin and Yang Side] here. ”

He reached out for the torch and approached the lid of the coffin, and saw that the lid was as smooth as new, in great contrast to the two outer coffins wrapped outside the coffin. He hung the torch between the coffin and the coffin, and saw that the coffin was also as smooth as new, and the coffin was not lit by firelight, showing a faint trace of fine lines like blood.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the lid of the coffin, and then put his palm in front of the torch, and saw that there was not even a trace of dust in the palm, and the lid of the coffin was as if it had just been washed by rain, cool and soaked in the skin, as hard and smooth as marble.

"It must be the protection of those branches and leaves, this coffin is as new as ever." Feng Jiutian thought secretly, and took out the long knife from behind his back, and the tip of the knife was aimed at the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin, and he was about to tilt it inward.

A sigh came out of the coffin clearly. The aftersound of the sigh was exactly the same as the voice of the girl I saw just now after I was confused.

"I'm in love with that girl named Sun Shuangcao?" Feng Jiutian's heart, after thinking of a few small freckles on the girl's playful nose, suddenly jumped wildly. (To be continued.) )