I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 374 Win the hook!

"That's the only way!"

Zhao Yun thought about it, and immediately thought of a way.

When the next time the evil energy was absorbed into the coffin, his body, like lightning, sprang out from the cauldron, and then he touched the giant golden coffin with a spear in his hand, and a majestic force surged out, pushing the golden coffin open a little.

"It really works!"

Zhao Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly felt that there was a layer of cold and icy feeling over the silver gun in his hand, which almost completely froze his hand.

He quickly flashed his figure and fell into the cauldron, then let go of the spear, circulated his true energy, and drove the coldness out of his right hand.

Waiting for the opportunity again, Zhao Yun landed beside the golden coffin like lightning, and shouted: "Get up!"

The silver gun in his hand shot out like a dragon, poking at the middle of the golden coffin, a huge force poured into the huge golden coffin, and immediately flew the golden coffin dozens of feet away.

"It really works!"

Zhao Yun was overjoyed, and hid in the cauldron without waiting for the evil spirit to come out.

Then he drew a ladle according to the gourd, followed by a few more shots, and then brought the golden coffin out of this cave and fell into the corridor.

Strange to say, as soon as he left this cave, the giant golden coffin immediately lost the ability to spray evil spirits.

Zhao Yun didn't think too much about it, he just thought it was the evil energy that was born in this place, and the true essence circulated to protect his shoulders, then he bent slightly, put the golden coffin on his shoulders, and soon appeared at the entrance of the corpse cave.

Outside the cave where the corpse was hidden, the woman in red wiped off a wisp of bright red blood from the corner of her mouth, and leaned out of the cave in boredom, waiting for Zhao Yun to return.

Just now she had gone outside and sucked all the disciples of the Xieshi Sect who had been beheaded by Zhao Yun into mummies.

If it weren't for the prohibition at the entrance of the corpse cave, to restrain people with evil spirits in their bodies, she would have gone in by herself.

After three breaths, her ears moved slightly, as if she heard the movement in the corpse cave, she quickly sat up straight.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yun appeared at the entrance of the corpse cave, carrying a huge golden coffin.

"You're back."

When the woman in red saw the huge golden coffin on Zhao Yun's shoulder, a hint of surprise appeared in the corner of her eyes, she stood up quickly and greeted him.

"Um"

Zhao Yun agreed softly, walked out of the corpse cave, and threw the coffin on the ground with a "boom", smashing a deep hole in the ground.

Seeing this, the woman in red hurried forward, and when she was about to lift the golden coffin, a silver gun was pressed heavily on the coffin lid.

The woman in red looked up and met Zhao Yun's puzzled eyes.

"Jingle, is this what you are looking for so hard?"

Zhao Yun asked with burning eyes.

The woman in red smiled lightly, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"This golden coffin doesn't seem to be that simple inside."

"What's in there?"

"Also, what does your lost memory have to do with this golden coffin?"

Zhao Yun frowned, and asked all the questions in his heart at once.

"I don't know, I just feel that there is something very important to me inside this golden coffin!"

The woman in red slowly stood up from the ground, walked up to Zhao Yun, and smiled sweetly.

Zhao Yun's eyes were in a trance for a while, and he seemed to vaguely see the weak woman back then.

"Jing Le, what have you experienced all these years?"

Zhao Yun was silent for a moment, then asked again.

"Zhao Lang, I have forgotten what I have experienced in these years. Maybe only by opening this golden coffin can I reveal the mystery."

The woman in red approached Zhao Yun slowly, half leaning on Zhao Yun's arms, her star-like eyes looked at Zhao Yun affectionately.

As the soft fragrance fell into his arms, Zhao Yun's eyes were lost for a while, but then his expression changed drastically, and he gently pushed the woman in red away and said, "Who the hell are you!"

"You are not Jingle, Jingle would not be so frivolous!"

While speaking, the spear in his hand lifted up with a "swish", the tip of the spear trembled slightly, and pointed at the towering chest of the woman in red.

The woman from Hongxi frowned slightly, then smiled and said crisply, "Zhao Lang, why am I not Jingle?"

"This lotus flower, do you still remember it?"

The woman in red rolled up her sleeves, revealing a bloody lotus on her wrist.

Zhao Yun was taken aback for a moment, the blood-colored lotus birthmark on Jingle's wrist was rarely known to anyone, so it shouldn't be fake.

"But."

Immediately, Zhao Yun suddenly realized: "Haven't you already lost your memory?"

"How would you know, I know you have this bloody lotus on your body?"

"Ugh"

The woman in red froze, and walked slowly to a distance of about three feet from Zhao Yun, then sighed quietly, and her voice suddenly turned into a hoarse male voice: "I wanted to save your life, follow me By my side, now it seems that I can't keep it!"

Hearing this male voice, Zhao Yun showed an unbelievable expression on his face. He seemed to be unable to hold the silver gun in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "You are. You are"

"Oh!"

Before Zhao Yun could utter a word, the woman in red raised her soft, boneless little hand as if slowly and quickly, and pressed it fiercely on Zhao Yu's chest. With a loud noise, Zhao Yun's whole body moved towards Then fly away.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yun was blasted into the corpse cave. The powerful force caused his body to pass through the long corridor, smashing through countless boulders, and was directly buried in the corpse cave by countless rocks.

The woman in red didn't even look at Zhao Yun. With his current strength, Zhao Yun couldn't resist his full blow.

It's better to die, the existence inside, it's more convenient to seize the house.

If he hadn't died, for that existence, taking Zhao Yun away would be nothing more than a piece of cake.

With a light dance of red gauze, she had already lifted the huge coffin lid on the golden coffin, revealing a monster with a green face and fangs and a human head inside.

The lid of the coffin was lifted, and the monster seemed to be waking up, its eyelids kept beating, and it seemed that it might wake up at any time.

"It really is you, the ancient god, win the hook!"

The woman in red seemed to be very familiar with the origin of this monster, and a greedy look appeared in her eyes.

She had known for a long time that there was an ancient zombie king hidden in the corpse cave of the evil corpse gate.

Just a trace of evil spirit leaked out is enough to make the Evil Corpse Sect the largest sect in southern Xinjiang.

According to the legend, Ying Gou was defeated and seriously injured in the battle, and died without a trace, so he came to this ghostly abyss to sleep and heal his injuries.

The woman in red looked at it for a moment, and seeing that Yinggou was about to wake up, she no longer hesitated, opened her small cherry mouth, and put two sharp fangs on Yinggou's neck.

As the lips twitched, evil spirits and fresh blood, visible to the naked eye, continuously passed through her throat and entered her body.

Although Yinggou was not fully awake yet, he seemed to feel that he was seriously threatened. He raised his arms, and on his fingers, black and sharp nails pierced towards the woman in red.

However, the woman in red seemed to be caught in the joy of sucking blood, and she didn't dodge at all.

With a "puchi", Yinggou's sharp nails had already penetrated deeply into her delicate body.

Then the woman in red remained unmoved, and kept sucking at the corners of her mouth, sucking out the surging blood and evil spirit from Yinggou's body.

In the blink of an eye, Yinggou's bulging body just now shriveled up in just a few breaths.

One-third of the essence and blood in the body had been swallowed up by the woman in red.

"Roar!"

When his life was dying, Ying Gou finally woke up, opened his eyes, let out an earth-shattering roar, pulled out his hands from the delicate body of the woman in red, pointed them like knives again, and stabbed fiercely at the woman in red. go.

"Noisy!"

The woman in red snorted coldly, her soft and boneless hands waved lightly, and suppressed Yinggou's strong and powerful hands in midair.

The whole delicate body lay directly on Yinggou's body, still sucking the evil energy and blood essence in his body.

"Who are you?"

Ying Gou was terrified. He didn't expect to meet such a powerful opponent just after waking up.

Although his injury has not healed, he is not an ordinary monk who can suppress himself by relying on his physical body.

(End of this chapter)