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I panicked and wanted to stand up and fight against this black-haired bloody corpse like a demon beast with Ni Tian and Jin Buchang, but before I could get up, suddenly! There was also the sound of wind from the movement of air behind him. Then, high in the line of sight, a figure with long hair fluttering appeared, as if a god had descended into the world, holding a long dark red object in both hands, raising it high above its head, and smashing it towards the bloody corpse.

The next scene made me no longer think about standing up, it can be said that I was really dumbfounded, and in an instant I watched the bloody corpse, it was split in half from the middle, fell to the ground, and no longer moved.

The god-like figure landed smoothly and chicly, without the slightest superfluity in the movements, turned around, and looked at us expressionlessly, it was Gao Leng.

What Gao Lengru was holding in his hand seemed to be a bronze flat stick more than a meter long, this flat stick was a bit like a short flat stick, covered with strange patterns and strange text symbols, and the head of the stick on one side of the flat stick had some irregular tooth-like sharp notches, presumably the split just now was caused by these gaps.

Gao Lengru held the stick in one hand, a long wound on his right arm, and blood was lying on it, and the blood stained the flat stick in his hand a dark red. He stared at us with a blank face, and the blood continued to flow on the flat stick, as if there was not the slightest pain.

I rubbed my eyes, looked at the god-like youth in front of me, and at the black-haired bloody corpse that had been split in half and could no longer die, to make sure that everything that had just happened was not a hallucination.

His ass was cold for a while, and then he realized that he was still sitting on the ground at the moment. Hurriedly got up and stood up, and when he looked at Gao Lengru again, he had already turned around and walked straight to another sarcophagus.

The atmosphere was dead silent, Ni Tian and Jin Buchang glanced at each other, although they didn't speak, their expressions were unusually solemn, and they silently looked at Gao coldness who walked towards another sarcophagus.

Although I just walked away in the ghost gate, it can be regarded as picking up a life, but I can't mention the joy in my heart, a heart beats wildly and keeps staring at Gao Leng, and my perception tells me that it is dangerous! It's not over......

What is he going to do! Is he going to open it too!? Looking at Gao Cold, who was slowly walking towards another sarcophagus, my heart was once again in my throat? These two ancient coffins are exactly the same, so there are also ...... in the other coffin Thinking of this, I couldn't help but play a clever again, and I didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, quietly waiting for the next terrifying moment to come.

Before Gao Leng stood on the sarcophagus, without the slightest hesitation, he directly inserted his left hand into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin wall, and suddenly exerted his force upward, and with a loud "boom", the coffin lid was overturned by Gao Leng's bare hands and fell to the side.

My heartbeat accelerated to the extreme again, although this thing just killed the black-haired blood corpse, it is indeed skilled, handsome to the scum, but think about it carefully, there is a little bit of sneak attack hidden in it, after all, the black-haired blood corpse first targeted the three of us, he killed halfway, and it was naturally much easier to succeed in one move. But if such a black-haired bloody corpse really popped out of this sarcophagus, who could guarantee that he would be able to win with one blow again?

I deliberately moved my body closer to Ni Tian and Jin Bu, who were still silent, not just thinking too much, but at this time, the hands holding the black donkey's hooves and crowbar respectively also increased a little bit of strength intentionally or unintentionally.

There was another dead silence, no one spoke, no one moved, even the air seemed to condense, and time seemed to stand still.

Gao Leng's back stood there like that, looking down at the sarcophagus motionlessly, and there seemed to be no abnormal changes in the opened sarcophagus.

"God, what is the origin of this kid? is a ruthless character at a young age, and he is such an evil person. Jin Buchang finally couldn't help it, and while bandaging the tiger's mouth, he pouted and asked Ni Tian in a low voice.

Ni Tian shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that I am an earth immortal, and you also know the rules of this way, just look at the craftsmanship, and don't ask about the origin." ”

While Ni Tian spoke, his slightly narrowed eyes kept looking up and down, the strange-shaped flat stick that Gao Lengru was holding in his hand that was still dripping blood. This made me faintly puzzled, and I always felt that Ni Tian seemed to be far more interested in this strange flat stick than in this evil young man.

"Damn, I've been here, and I'm almost folded here, so I have to figure it out." Jin Buchang can be regarded as breaking the deadlock, stopping the blood in the tiger's mouth in a few simple strokes, grabbing the crowbar again, taking a deep breath, and walking directly towards the sarcophagus where Gao Leng was standing.

Ni Tian didn't mean to object, he walked a few steps quickly, and followed, and I hurriedly followed, although I was still a little afraid, but it was still difficult to be patiently curious......

In the center of the dark underground burial chamber, between the eight huge round stone pillars carved with coiled dragons leading to the roof of the chamber, on the octagonal steps engraved with Fuxi gossip, four men looked down motionlessly at a stone quaint coffin.

Expressions of astonishment, surprise, thought, and frustration shifted between the faces of three of them, while the other was expressionless......

This is an empty coffin, an empty sarcophagus that cannot be emptied again. There was nothing in the coffin, let alone a bloody corpse of mud figurines, a shriveled blood centipede, not even a speck of dust. It's an empty sarcophagus......

Gao Lengru still stood there motionless, like a stone sculpture, looking at the empty sarcophagus. His only action was to take the bandage I had handed him, and then to bandage the wound on his arm himself, while he put the stick in a cloth bag and carried it behind him. At least through this action, I know that he is still a human being, and he will also be afraid of losing too much blood.

Jin Buchang sat on the stone steps, lit a cigarette, and looked depressed, Ni Tian also sat on the steps without saying a word, as if he was still thinking about something.

And I, who am extremely tired, have probably had more horrors than I have experienced in this day, and all the thrilling things I have experienced in my life so much combined. I sat down on the steps and lit a cigarette, one elbow on my knee, dragging my face, and slowly closing my eyes.

At this moment, I don't want to think about anything anymore, I don't want to think about anything anymore, I just want to go back to my warm afternoon "three no-fasts", drink a cup of self-made tea, and look out the window at the bustling and busy crowd, even if I am in a daze, I am already satisfied......