The Falling Soul Grass could only play a role when there were only two people, and Fang Mu seemed to understand something.

At the moment, the coffin cannot be opened, and the only thing that can provide space for two people is inside this coffin.

Looking at Ash Wu, Fang Mu first shook off a skeptical expression, meaning that this is true?

Ash nodded and responded with a sure look.

Fang Mu looked at the coffin and fell into deep thought.

To do it or not to do it is a very serious question.

I started to say yes so happily because I didn't know that it would take two people to do it.

If there is no help, it is much safer, but now I am alone, reasonable, and a little panicked.

Inside the wooden box, the Soul Falling Grass was lying quietly inside, this green color, as if beckoning to the other party, and said to him Use me, use me quickly!

Fang Mu couldn't make up his mind for a long time.

Gray Wu said beside him: "Brother Fang, as the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get a tiger, if Brother Fang can't stand it, you can call it out at any time, I will open the coffin immediately, and we will destroy her together." ”

Fang Mu sighed, this was like a piece of cake placed in front of him, but to eat the cake, there was a certain price to pay.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Mu made up his mind and did it!

A powerful helper, a master of the end of the law era, if he can take it for his own use, it is worth it!

Gray Wu confirmed again: "Really?"

Fang Mu nodded, sure and sure, wealth and danger are sought.

After getting Fang Mu's affirmation, the two worked together and slowly lifted the coffin board.

First, a small crack was exposed, and immediately an amazing cold air rushed to his face, and Fang Mu couldn't help but shiver.

"Up!"

The coffin board fell to the side, making a "bang" sound, and Fang Mu saw the appearance inside.

When the coffin board was lifted, it was quiet inside.

In the coffin, a woman in a goose-yellow palace dress was lying.

The woman is very beautiful, with willow eyebrows, big eyes, a lovely nose and thin ruddy lips.

It is not too much to describe her with a sentence of Fanghua peerless.

Looking down, even if you are wearing palace clothes, this figure is also good.

After the coffin was opened, the female sect master looked at Fang Mu with a look of fear and confusion, and with her face that was overwhelming, she had a weak and helpless look.

Fang Mu thought to himself, this poor appearance, he would definitely cry for a long time when he punched him......

"Take this opportunity, Brother Fang, don't hesitate!" Gray Wu reminded from the side.

Fang Mu was ruthless, knowing that now was not the time to delay, so he went straight into the coffin.

After Fang Mu got in, Ash Wu re-covered the coffin board with a snap, and at the same time, the zombie blood covered the coffin, using his own blood to suppress the female sect master.

"Brother Fang, there's only so much Ash can do, everything depends on you. ”

In the darkness, Fang Mu only felt a softness under him, and the air was strangely quiet.

The cold air was rising, because of the reason in the extremely cold land, Fang Mu couldn't help but shiver.

The coffin board had been covered, and it was pitch black inside, with no sound other than the sound of steady breathing.

There was a smell of embarrassment in the air, Fang Mu decided to break this embarrassment and moved slightly.

"Ahh

The scream suddenly sounded from Fang Mu's ears, although the environment was pitch black, there was no one else except the female sect master, it was obvious that it was the female sect master.

This scream was very piercing, especially in this face-to-face situation, Fang Mu had no choice but to open the telekinesis membrane.

The telekinetic membrane shook for a while, and the sound alone had attack power, which showed the strength of this female sect master.

The female sect master was still screaming, and Fang Mu had no choice but to reach out and cover the female sect master's mouth.

In the dark, the position of the cover seemed to be wrong, but it was not a big problem, and after covering it a few more times, the screaming finally stopped.

A ball of flame appeared under Fang Mu's control, and Fang Mu saw the female sect master's expression.

With a dazed, scared, and chaotic look in his eyes, Fang Mu guessed correctly, this female sect master was already mentally ill.

"Don't call yet, discuss something. ”

After saying this, Fang Mu touched behind him, and suddenly thought of a serious question.

His bloody gun is too long, it seems to be placed outside the coffin, and now there are no tools to take blood!

Fang Mu couldn't help but sigh that sometimes things that are too long are inconvenient to carry.

If only the Blood Gun could be folded, carry it with you, and you don't have to hide it.

So the question is, how to get blood without the blood gun?

The Falling Soul Grass needs the blood of both sides as a graft, so it can't really break the phase with one punch, right?

Although such a cute girl will cry for a long time when she punches down, but this one's strength should not be underestimated.

That is, I am mentally confused, so I haven't moved yet.

Fang Mu maintained this posture and pondered for a long time.

The female sect master's mouth was covered, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of confusion.

Fang Mu thought for a long time, gritted his teeth, groped for a while on the female sect master, and finally took the female sect master's hand.

The female sect master still looked at him with blank eyes, as if she didn't understand what Fang Mu was doing.

However, when Fang Mu stretched out his hand to grope, there was a trace of disgust in his eyes, and he was also a little irritable.

Fortunately, Fang Mu quickly found his hand, otherwise he didn't know what would have happened.

Fang Mu took the female sect master's hand and sighed: "I didn't expect that our Fang Mu still has today, but fortunately, there is no one here." ”

Thinking of this, Fang Mu picked up the female sect master's hand and put it in his mouth in the female sect master's blank eyes.

The teeth touched the female sect master's index finger, and she bit hard, but she still controlled the strength, after all, the power of the four elephants was not only on the fist, but also strengthened everywhere in the body.

Even if it is a single hair, as long as the hardness is enough, the power of the four elephants can be strengthened.

Blood flowed from the female sect master's index finger, and Fang Mu smelled a smell of blood.

When I looked at the female sect master again, I suddenly found that her expression had changed.

The female sect master was at first dazed, then her willow eyebrows furrowed, and her irritable aura began to flow in her eyes.

"One minute, just one minute and you're done!"

Fang Mu thought of the ashes and said nothing, and quickly took out the Soul Falling Grass, and at the same time bit his fingers.

Using the Falling Soul Grass as a bridge, Fang Mu and the female sect master's fingers were entangled, and time passed minute by minute.

"Ten seconds left, ten seconds!"

Excitement flashed in Fang Mu's eyes, and he began to count down in his heart.

However, there are no absolutes in the world, and at the last second, the female sect master suddenly disappeared, and only Fang Mu was left in the entire coffin.

There was no female sect master under his body, and Fang Mu fell heavily on the coffin, his face dazed.

What was the situation just now, why did the person suddenly disappear?

Fang Mu looked at the Soul Falling Grass in his hand, not knowing whether it was a success or a failure.

However, now that there was no goal, Fang Mu could only reach out and knock on the coffin, shouting outside the coffin.