"Father, kill me! If I stay in the coffin, I will live rather than die. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The girl in the coffin, watching her father being dragged out of the coffin by everyone, shouted desperately with the last bit of strength.

Feng Jiutian's heart was shocked, and a wave of pity arose. He could understand the despair of the girl in the mirror, a despair that could not be expressed in words or words; It was a kind of despair when I was infinitely nostalgic for my loved ones, but I couldn't do anything to watch him leave.

"I heard my daughter's voice, and she was in the coffin." The leader turned his head suddenly, trying to shake it off, and the two warriors who were holding his arms said, "She's in the coffin, you let me go, I'm going back to save her." ”

"Chief, there's nothing in the coffin, we've checked it just now." The few warriors who were loyal to him still pulled him tight and persuaded him.

"I heard her call me. She said she was in the coffin and told me to kill her quickly, otherwise, she would be worse off than dead. The chief cried out loudly, "Let me go, I must go and save my daughter." ”

In the mirror, the girl lying in the coffin knew that her father had heard her scream, and two lines of tears flowed down weakly. She already knew that she and her father, no matter how much they struggled, were in vain—fate had put a great shackle on her.

"Chief, this place, this big coffin, we have carefully checked more than a dozen times up and down, front and back, where is there any trace of the eldest lady. You may have been overly concerned about Miss just now, plus a day of fatigue and fright, so you hallucinated and thought it was Miss calling you. If Mademoiselle is really calling you, how can we not hear you? A warrior who took him by the arm said to him sincerely.

"Yes, yes," said the middle-aged little leader, "we all love Miss as much as you do, and treat her as if we were relatives, if we heard her cry, how could we pull you, we would run faster than you to rescue her." ”

"Yes, yes, we didn't hear the screams, so you must have hallucinated because you missed Miss too much." Another warrior who took him by the hand said, "Perhaps, after being frightened just now, the young lady involuntarily walked forward by herself when everyone was not paying attention. ”

"Just now, everyone forgot to light the torch because of the fright, and it was gray everywhere, and the color of the clothes on the young lady's body had changed, if she was frightened and left the team, it would be difficult for everyone to find out." The little leader said, "Let's hurry up and catch up with the group, maybe the young lady is not far ahead, she is a girl's house, in case, there is any danger ahead。。。。。。 ”

From noon to now, let alone eating, everyone has not even had time to drink a sip of water, and the leader has long been exhausted, hearing everyone say this, he also began to wonder if he was too concerned about his daughter, so he hallucinated, and thought, in case, his daughter was really frightened and walked away unconsciously, then she is now alone in front, wouldn't it be more dangerous.

He looked back at the dead horse on the side of the coffin, and thought of the paw that stretched out of the horse's body, and his heart sank, "I've been here for too long, and everyone has been here, I'm really too selfish." ”

Thinking of this, he no longer insisted, and together with a few warriors, he quickly caught up with everyone, looked for his daughter, and led everyone to flee for their lives.

Feng Jiutian sighed softly and said, "Now, you take a rest first, wait a while, I want to see what evil hand that evil path has put on you, but fortunately, when I unleash the poisonous curse for you, it can be more accurate and targeted." However, as for what evil hands the evil path has put on you, the process will be cruel, and you can not watch it. ”

"I've endured it for so many years, so many tortures that I can't bear, but I can't bear it, what else can't I bear?" The voice in the coffin came lightly and helplessly.

Feng Jiutian's right hand pressed on the skull and retracted it back by three inches, and the girl in the coffin who was fixed by his 'soul fixing hand' on the skull could speak after his qi was slightly retracted. However, the aura in his palm still enveloped the skull, and the two fingers of his left hand were still inserted into the eye sockets of the skull, against the inner wall of the skull.

"Qianyu is vast, under Kun, the wood is on the rhizome in the soil, one withered and one prosperous rotates, the changes of heaven and earth are immeasurable, and the urgent order is to shake the coffin bed. The sun is falling, the moon is giving birth to demon light, I am pure yang, righteous and upright, Haoranyang, and the law is breaking the coffin. Feng Jiutian finished reciting the Gangqi Zhengyang mantra again, his right palm was full of energy, the palm pushed forward, the palm was slightly vomited, and after just touching the parietal bone of the head, the five fingers probed forward and slightly retracted, and the palm sucked the skull and withdrew slightly, and the entire skull was grasped between the palm and the five fingers.

Feng Jiutian's two fingers stretched out in the skull were wrong, and then a pinch, a little blood overflowed again, stained on the two fingers, and sucked back along the right palm The moment the skull was slightly withdrawn, the qi emitted by the two fingers had soaked the pure masculine blood on the fingertips into the skull.

That skull, after being soaked in Feng Jiutian's pure masculine blood by pure yang qi, quickly spread out throughout the skull, and then, it glowed pale red from the inside out. Inside the light, there were dozens of blue eyes with black eyes, jumping inside the skull, rushing left and right, jumping up and down trying to escape from the pure masculine blood.

"Between the hidden bones and coffins, Feng Xinggang steps into the coffin, hugging the Yuan Shou in a middle place, now the curse insect is scattered, the movement is like the Luoyang Fufu, the law is like the Futu book, the law is urgent, the law is the sky, and the Haohao Zhengdao is the murder map." Feng Jiutian recited the Gang mantra three times in a row, and those blue eyes that wanted to escape in the skull were as if they were hypnotized by the spell, gradually floating motionless in the skull, and rotating with Feng Jiutian's ever-strengthening Gang Qi.

The white light that was pressed into a mirror by Gang Qi, under the pressure of the powerful Gang Qi, began to emerge from the mirror again.

In the mirror, the backs of the leader and the others had faded away, leaving only the horse lying on the edge of the huge coffin.

At the edge of the coffin, a strange sound sounded, and then a large black cloud covered the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the black cloud seemed to turn into fallen leaves, and gathered on the side of the large coffin, covering the dead horse—it turned out that a large flock of vultures had fallen from the sky.

The vultures, like the wind and clouds, ate the horse's carcass in the blink of an eye, leaving not a single horse hair behind. Then all the vultures flew up, circled over the coffin, and with a gust of wind, disappeared into the moonlight like black ghosts.

A figure appeared behind the coffin's head, with its hands behind its back, and a horsetail-shaped whisk of dust was held between its palms and stood behind it.

"What a clean soul!" A sound like a falcon reached the coffin.

In the coffin, the girl's body shook as if it had been struck by lightning. (To be continued.) )