Chapter 162: Good luck

The fox is suspicious, but the dragon boy's self-confidence still hit me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

This person will be resurrected, and the force value is infinite, no matter how I fight, it's just a "death" word, right?

But the instinct to survive was already in my mind when he was seriously tinkering with the coffin.

People can be abused, but they must not give up on themselves, otherwise they will not be able to afford such themselves.

I subconsciously moved my limbs, and found that all kinds of pain rushed like a tide, and my heart was in a trance, and I was a little angry.

Outside the tomb gate, the criss-crossing tomb roads are the same green, making it impossible to tell which one is the right way. Of course, this is nothing more than an inconsequential existence for me now.

After all, if you can get out of this tomb gate, you will have the opportunity to think about other things.

The dragon boy was defenseless against me at all, and I guess the reason why he let me go so much should be a direct denial of me.

It's no wonder that when he was swept by a dragon tail, he was half dead, where do you still need to go to great lengths to restrain you.

However, the dragon boy's actions still attracted my idea. He was hell-bent on getting the Immortal Soul, which was me, but he would have done so for no reason. This shows that this coffin must be useful for the immortal soul.

That's why his expression is so earnest.

After pondering for a moment, I suspected that he was trying to put me in the jade coffin.

The jade here is fire, could it be that he wants to roast me?

It's not impossible.

The immortal soul in the autumn sailor's hand may just be a medium, just like the dragon boy said, I am not an immortal soul, but just a carrier.

After a series of reflections, I finally had a little understanding of this immortal soul, and that was this thing, it must have some kind of idea, otherwise it would not have been attached to a person or an object.

The Qiu clan's Genshin has already thoroughly interpreted this, so I am even more sure of the truth of this speculation.

But why did Qiushui insist that the immortal soul in his hand was a descendant? Is that mother a wisp of soul?

After struggling for a while, the dragon boy had already finished the coffin. As he walked towards me, he smiled and said, "It's not too painful, it's just a game of bloodletting, you can do it if you lie quietly." ”

This slight word of encouragement made my teeth itch to hear, who did not know his ultimate goal. But even with such blatant predatory words, I still couldn't resist it.

The battle of words is obviously not suitable.

"Bloodletting, what, is my blood still immortal?" I sneered, feigning surprise, hoping to get some information about him.

"Since your blood can resurrect me, it means that your blood is the medium through which the eternal soul is awakened. I haven't tried it or seen it, but there's no doubt that it's true. The distribution of the immortal soul is actually very wide, as early as a thousand years ago, the major families wanted to monopolize it, and later the war was quelled by fighting each other. But it also contributed to the end that the immortal soul was possessed by each family. ”

The words of the dragon boy all point to a situation, that is, the immortal soul was divided into multiple parts many years ago, and they were guarded by everyone.

In this way, it is enough to prove that the piece of jade in Qiu Shui's hand is also one of them. The only thing that puzzles me is why Qiushui keeps saying that the immortal soul is the soul crystallization of An Jia and Qiushui? Is there a secret in it?

The dragon boy frowned when he saw me, and said casually: "You don't have to care, go in!" ”

As he spoke, he picked me up and threw me into the jade coffin, and then closed the lid.

All this came so fast that I even had to react that the person had been sealed in the jade coffin, and there was only a vague piece of jade left in front of me.

Although this coffin is made of jade, it is actually warm inside, like a heated room. It can be seen that there is indeed something wrong with this jade coffin, otherwise it should be cold.

I instinctively pushed towards the lid of the coffin, but the lid was too heavy, and I didn't push it for a long time.

That's when I felt a little hopeless.

I hurriedly called the system: "Qiuxi, don't you see death and don't save it?" ”

Qiu Xi: It's exciting to play like this, good luck!

I'm a man!

This woman is black and white!

Challenge is challenge, what the hell are you doing with a perverted dragon coming over and being an opponent? Isn't this a level 1 battle against a hundred levels, looking for abuse?

Although I have been given new skills, isn't this skill equal to none at the moment?

Knowing that I couldn't count on her, I tried to trigger the skill, which is to gather my energy and kick both feet......

However, I was disappointed that after kicking the jade coffin for a while, I still couldn't break the lid of the coffin.

However, the jade coffin became more and more stuffy, and it was almost breathless.

Seeing that there was a faint lingering outside the translucent coffin at this time, I wondered if the dragon had increased its power, and it was very likely that the fire on the coffin was already burning strongly.

This dragon is not kind, and bloodletting does not give people a comfortable method, just one knife is not over, and it has to be baked first and then suffocate the prey before releasing black blood?

If this immortal soul needs to be refined like this, it is no longer the super-divine existence in my heart at all.

Anxiety is restlessness, but at this time I am still relatively calm, after all, impulsiveness and riots are useless.

I suddenly thought of the swordsman, and tried to shout twice, but I didn't have any hope, I didn't think that a violent male voice suddenly came to my mind: "I don't let people sleep well, you kid owes a beating!" ”

I was overjoyed, and all my cells became excited, and I hurriedly asked the swordsman for help: "Senior, I'm trapped, I guess I can't take out your statue!" ”

The swordsman let out a lazy "um" and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"A dragon, I accidentally resurrected him, and now he is thrown into a hot jade coffin!" I told it all in a simple and clear way.

"Oh!" It's a lazy voice again. "I said, can you grow your brains? The dragon just shook him off! ”

I couldn't help but be dumbfounded, what I said was ...... It's as if I have the power.

"Senior, I can't do anything!" I wailed.

The so-called drama has to do a full set, and I can sobbed a few times after I finished speaking. Of course, not a single tear was shed.

"Don't be discouraged, you can break through the world's ideas in order to stand on a high point. It's also a grind for you. That's all, figure it out for yourself, or I'll despise you. ”

After the swordsman finished speaking, he didn't wait for me to shout, and directly hid his voice, so angry that I beat my chest.

It seems that the world of masters is definitely not something that we ordinary people can understand, otherwise Qiu Xi and the swordsman would not let me find abuse alone.

I'm rushing at your sister! It also breaks through worldly ideas.

Is there a worldliness here?

There were a few screams in my heart, and I couldn't help but force myself to calm down.