In the boundless darkness, Lin Feng only felt that his whole body was cold to the bone, and there was a stinging pain in his left hand and throat that continued to rush and spread to his head and chest. Fortunately, every time the stinging pain intensified, a warm cloud surged from the heart, moistened the painful area, and the pain subsided immediately. There was another surging coolness rushing out of the abdomen, like a cool breeze blowing, scurrying around the body. Every time the cool breeze collided, the chill in the body decreased by one point, and if it was repeated, the cold in Lin Feng's body basically disappeared.

Lin Feng gradually felt hungry and thirsty in his mouth, and the faint sweetness from his nose forced him to slowly raise his eyelids, the white light in front of him was warm, and as the light and shadow gradually cleared, Lin Feng saw that he was lying on a large bed, and the soft white light came in from the back window, and there was no one in the room, quietly.

Where is this? I remember being poisoned, and then what? I can't remember anything after that. Lin Feng sat up slowly, and he saw several golden balls on the table near the bed, and the sweet smell he smelled just now was emitted by them.

Lin Feng was very hungry, it was expected that what should be put here should be the prepared food, grabbed one, and saw that it was exquisite, fragrant and attractive, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and he bit it down in one bite. Suddenly, the sweetness in his mouth overflowed, but the hard touch of the outer crystal made him spit out what he had swallowed in his throat again. Lin Feng sighed at pity, and hurriedly poured the remaining half of the paste into his mouth. After peeling off all the spherical food and swallowing it in one go, Lin Feng felt a little satisfied, and his mouth was fragrant and fragrant, and the aftertaste was endless.

After eating, Lin Feng tidied up his outfit and walked out of the door to find You Boyun. When he came to the corner courtyard, he realized that it was not daytime, and the white light he saw was actually emitted by a skyscraper white tree. Lin Feng was surprised to touch the tree wall, and heard a sound of footsteps, which seemed to come from the front of the corner courtyard. Lin Feng raised his eyes and saw a row of hollow carved window lattices on the partition wall in front of him, so he walked over gently, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

I saw that there was almost no one in a huge hall, and there was a black spiritual tent on the wall, and the miserable white fluorescence shone dimly through the tent on a vermilion lacquer coffin, the coffin was half bright and half dark, and it looked particularly gloomy and terrifying.

However, what made Lin Feng's back chill was not the coffin, but a bunch of blue grass, it was the kind of strange grass with a faint blue light that Lin Feng had seen in the Xuanyi tribe, and at this moment, they were holding in the hands of a little boy with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Feng didn't dare to make a sound, his heart was full of doubts, and he just looked at the boy without moving his eyes. The boy walked up to the coffin, his eyes staring straight at it, his teeth clenched on a face plastered with dirt, and his thin body trembling slightly, as if trying to restrain something. For a moment, he wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously with his bloody arm, then knelt down and carefully placed the bundle of blue grass in front of the coffin.

I heard him whimper: "Sister Bian, the little guy is incompetent and can't avenge you, I... I didn't cry... You said boys should be brave, but... But... But those wicked people... Woowoo...... Sister Bian, these flowers are beautiful, just as beautiful as you... Woooooooooooo

"Little man!" came an anxious voice, and then a woman in white ran in, and when she saw the boy named Xiao Ya kneeling in front of the coffin, she slowed down.

The boy didn't lift his head, and he couldn't stop crying. Seeing this, the woman couldn't help but pull up the corners of her clothes to wipe her tears and cry: "Little man... Mother knows that Sister Bian is very good to you on weekdays, but... But my mother can't help it, our clan is born to fight with others..."

As he was saying this, he heard a sudden sound of "zila" in the coffin, and the sound was extremely harsh in the empty room. Both the woman and the boy stopped crying at the sound, and the boy's face was full of surprise, and the woman's face was full of fear.

Immediately, the sound of "zila" gradually changed to the sound of "clacking", just like an animal scratching on a wooden board with its claws, and then a terrible female voice like a peek from the ground whispered softly "uh~".

The woman trembled and reached out to pull the boy desperately. But although the boy's face was pale, he still did not want to leave. He asked in a trembling voice, "Bian... Sister Bian, you... You're alive... Alive?"

There was no answer, and for a moment there was a terrible silence all around, and the light became even darker, except for the bundle of blue strange grass that seemed more and more delicate in the darkness.

The boy swallowed hard, broke away from his mother's hand, and cautiously looked inside the coffin.

The female corpse was still wearing a golden crown, a red robe with a hundred flowers, agate jewelry, a red scarf covering her face, and her bruised and stiff hands were stacked on her abdomen, without any abnormality.

The boy breathed a heavy sigh of relief, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or happy, and was about to retreat, but out of the corner of his eye, he clearly glimpsed several scratches on each side of the inside of the coffin, which were shocking and shocking. Looking at the female corpse's fingers again, the dark gray nails had grown more than half an inch at some point, and the nails were full of jet-black cracks, and there were a lot of wood chips.

The boy gasped, and heard a long female voice under the red scarf cry out bitterly: "Ho... Ho... Ha... Ha... You see... You see..."The voice was gloomy and piercing, and it was indescribably scratching the flesh and scratching the heart in the ears.

The boy stumbled and fell to the ground, and saw a palm twisted like a chicken claw slowly poking out of the coffin, and buckled on the edge of the coffin with a "pop", and then the female corpse's body turned out of the coffin like a wriggling maggot, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and then heard a "click" sound, and the female corpse's hands and feet bent unnaturally a few times, and stood up like a spider. It's just that her belly is bulging to the sky, her limbs are bent to the ground, her long colorful hair is dragging on the ground, and a dark green hideous human head hangs between her arms, swaying back and forth with the crawl. The boy was stunned, how could he still recognize the monster in front of him as the kind and beautiful sister Bian Jian in his memory, his hands and feet trembled, and his throat let out a whimper of extreme fear.

Then the woman rushed over, picked up the boy, and ran away. The female corpse hissed resentfully, and chased after her with strange steps, and as she crawled more and more skillfully, she soon caught up with the mother and son, who were stumbling.

The woman heard the wind behind her eagerly, turned her head, and bit down on a large dislocated mouth in her eyes. Before the woman could utter a cry, her neck was bitten off by the corpse, and her head hung crookedly from her flesh and skin, hanging diagonally on her torso.

"Mother-" The boy's frightened face was full of snot and tears. The female corpse did not hesitate at all, and when she stretched out her mouth again, she bit the boy's throat again. The boy's body convulsed, his throat grunted, blood gushed from his mouth, and he could no longer speak.

In a moment, the blood of the two men flowed all over the floor in front of the coffin. The female corpse waited for the boy to stop moving, then relented, and slowly retracted into the coffin, lying flat on her body, as before.

What is going on?!Lin Feng, who saw this scene, was also frightened. He turned his face away, not daring to look at it again, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. What kind of place is this? What about the Furry and Yun'er? Is the female corpse Bian Binding? Is she really dead?Why did she become a bloodthirsty female ghost?

Lin Feng couldn't think of an answer.