The coffin hung in the air, locked in by eight thick chains. Through the glowing crystal, you can faintly see a figure lying inside.

The bottomless lake was gradually dyed red by my blood, and the dark chains of the pitch-black iron gradually climbed with blood-colored dark lines, and even on the coffin, with the passage of time, the bright blood depicted the manzhu sawa with teeth and claws.

Due to the excessive blood loss, my consciousness gradually blurred, and I could only try to keep myself awake as best I could.

Otherwise, if I close my eyes, I don't know if I'll ever wake up again.

There was no one on the shore anymore, and the ghost-possessed Osmanthus Granny fell outside the cave, and only a few ghosts who seemed to be weak in mana were scattered outside the cave.

They looked at the coffin in fear and flattery, but they thought that my blood was not flowing fast enough.

Finally, as if in a cave that had been silent for a thousand years, there was a sound of chains vibrating. The crystal coffin hanging above my head trembled slightly, and the goblins outside the cave let out a series of screams of fear or joy, almost piercing my eardrums.

The rope quickly broke, and the coffin was about to fall on my head, and suddenly, the surface of the water, which had been calm, was like a pool of stagnant water, and a huge whirlpool formed around me.

The water lilies beneath me were sucked up by the whirlpool, and the crystal coffin fell to my original position without any deviation, but the water in the pool was not stirred up in the slightest.

The coffin made the sound of stones rubbing, and my water lilies spun rapidly on the water, and I was about to be completely sucked in, when suddenly a figure jumped out of the crystal coffin, quickly skimmed the water, scooped up my body, and took me out of the cold whirlpool.

A cold hand ran over my back, and my fingertips were bloody. He frowned, and there was a comfortable tingling sensation in the back of my neck, and I finally couldn't hold it anymore and closed my eyes.

When he woke up again, it was in the crystal coffin, and he was next to him.

Seeing me wake up, he just glanced at it faintly: "What did those guys in the ghost village do?" ”

"I ...... I don't know......" I struggled to crawl out of the coffin and stood on the other side of him.

The crystal coffin was on the shore, and my body was recovering, but there was a wide area of water from the cave that was the exit, and if I wanted to get out, I would have to swim visually.

But I don't know how to swim......

Looking at the man in my dream in front of me, I thought for a long time, but then hesitated to ask, "Is it a ghost conjuring spirit you used on me?" ”

He bowed his head slightly, and emphatically said, "You are already my wife." ”

I immediately retorted, "I'm not!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, his figure teleported in front of me in an instant, and then I felt my body be pushed down and collapsed into the coffin behind me.

He pounced on him, and the cold temperature spread over me. His face was less than a foot away from me, one holding my shoulder, the other pinching my chin.

The cold feeling spread down the kiss and tried to push him away, but he fell on top of me, crushing me with his body and unable to move, grabbing my hand with one hand, and holding my head steady with the other to prevent me from dodging.

It's a pervert!

His kiss grew more intense, the distance between the two of them was so close that I could still see his long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings in the midst of the resistance.

I don't know how long it was, I was about to suffocate, he raised his head, and I hurriedly gasped.