Another world boss, she is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 472 Open!
Fortunately, the coffin is large enough to accommodate three people.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that one of Shi Mo and Zhu Ziqing will be crushed.

Then again, if the coffin wasn't that big, Yang Li and the others would probably have pushed it away to find the exit.

The two of them crawled out of Hanyu's coffin after returning to their consciousness.

The purpose of entering is the stunned faces of a group of people waiting for the tide.

Gu Zixiu was quite normal, but his eyes stayed in one place.

Looking along his time, Shi Mo's heart sank suddenly.

The corpse before was indeed fully awake.

At this moment, he was floating above the void, pinching father Yuan's neck casually with one hand, looking at Lu Yuan and Miao Miao expressionlessly.

Father Yuan's face was red from being pinched, and he struggled half-dead in his hands.

seems to want to say something.

But the white-haired man didn't give him a chance.

With a little force on the hand, there was a slight click sound, and Father Yuan's neck fell to the side feebly.

The breath disappeared instantly.

Then, a voice as indifferent and stiff as ice sounded: "It was you... who woke me up?"

Lu Yuan was so frightened that he fell down on the cold jade steps.

Even though his face was pale from the cold at this moment, and his body was extremely stiff.

Fear still leaked unreservedly from his face.

His eyes widened in horror, and he gasped exaggeratedly, without the calmness he had before.

"Live...really alive..."

He muttered in his mouth, seemingly crazy, but the movements of his hands revealed his true thoughts.

Along the cold jade stairs, he didn't care about other things, and ran forward like crazy.

While running, he shouted: "I'm just a money collector. It's none of my business! It's none of my business!"

When passing by Miao Miao, he even gave her a handy push, pushing Miao Miao down the cold jade stairs.

It's also strange, Lu Yuan was so careful before that he couldn't keep his balance on the cold jade stairs, but now he was running on the smooth surface of the stairs, and there were no other accidents.

Seeing that Lu Yuan is about to reach the opening of the leftmost staircase, he only needs to jump forward, and he can completely leave the cold jade staircase... and fall into the siege of blood corpses.

I don't know what he is afraid of.

Seeing the crowd of blood corpses roaring towards him in front of him, he didn't even hesitate, just jumped up and jumped down.

Lu Yuan thought that as long as he escaped from the eyes of the dead white-haired man, he could gain a chance of survival.

Who knew that at the moment of jumping down, the sky and the earth rotated, and the space shifted.

He didn't know when he landed in mid-air.

Eyelids lifted, looking straight ahead, just in time to see the white-haired man standing at the end of the cold jade staircase with an expressionless face.

Horror instantly covered his entire face.

Before he could call for help, his body suddenly fell.

Coincidentally, the position where he landed was exactly the position where Fengcheng was crushed by Fu Feng's ability before.

His mutilated body remains on the ground.

The moment Lu Yuan landed, countless little black snakes and blood corpses rushed up at the same time.

Lu Yuan didn't even have time to resist, and was instantly dismembered by the manic blood corpse.

"Clatter!" The familiar sound of jade rubbing against each other sounded again, this time louder than any other sound.

Then I heard Ye Nuan's clear and excited voice.

"opened!"

opened?
What's on?
Of course the coffin was finally pushed away and the exit appeared!
Realizing this, everyone's mood lifted.

A large dark hole appeared under Hanyu's coffin, and a staircase extending infinitely into the darkness was revealed at the hole.

When Yang Li was excited to find Shi Mo's figure, a figure ran down the stairs faster than all of them.

disappeared at the mouth of the cave.

Yang Li was taken aback, and immediately realized, "It's the woman who was pushed into the pile of blood corpses...she's not dead yet."

But Yang Li clearly saw how she was wrapped by the little black snake...

Before there was too much doubt, I heard Shi Mo's voice ringing in my ears: "Go down!"

It turned out that at the moment when Miao Miao's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave,

Miao Miao's escape made the white-haired man a little restless.

He followed without hesitation.

The fast one left only a white afterimage on the spot, which appeared in front of Shi Mo in an instant.

Shi Mo's reaction was quite timely, and Tang Dao blocked his extended palm with a sweep.

The powerful force knocked Shi Mo into the air and hit Fu Feng.

Only Fu Feng's stature can hold back Shi Mo.

Another person can be directly taken by Shi Mo to fly together.

The blood in his chest was shaking, and Shi Mo felt that his bones had been hit hard.

Covering his chest with his hands, he stared sharply ahead.

The Tang knife in his hand was raised again.

Ye Nuan and the others behind him also realized that something was wrong, and quickly and orderly arranged for people to go down.

When the white-haired man wanted to charge forward again, Zhu Ziqing conjured up five vines that simultaneously grabbed the man's limbs.

Even after seeing Shi Mo being sent flying with a palm, Zhu Ziqing had already estimated the strength of the white-haired man in his heart.

But the reality told her that she still underestimated him too much.

The five vines blocked him for a few seconds before snapping off in an instant.

The white-haired man appeared in front of her in an instant.

The wrist that existed like a shadow was about to rush in front of Zhu Ziqing.

Her body's reactions couldn't keep up with her brain's.

Consciousness wanted to stop it, but the speed was half a beat slower.

The cold bloody touch on the neck seemed to surge up again.

Just when Zhu Ziqing thought he was going to die this time, his body was suddenly pulled back.

Instantly distanced himself from the white-haired man.

Then the surrounding light dimmed.

She suddenly realized that she had been thrown down the stairs.

The person who did all this was Shi Mo.

Looking up, Zhu Ziqing realized that everyone else had already run down the stairs.

There is only one Shi Mo left, and she is still standing at the entrance of the stairs in order to pull her.

Zhu Ziqing couldn't help being impatient, "Momo, come down quickly..."

Before the words fell, Shi Mo had collided with the white-haired man once.

The white-haired man's slender, jade-like fingers were as firm as steel, and they collided with Shi Mo's Tang Dao, sparking a few sparks.

There was a crisp metal crashing sound.

Hearing this voice Momo frowned.

He felt more and more that the white-haired man in front of him was a match for zombies.

She has only seen that zombies can directly touch the blade.

A gust of cold wind brushed past his ears, and a thin layer of sweat permeated Shi Mo's back.

The white-haired man's attack was sideways, and Tang Dao's blade reflected a white shadow.

It turned out that after the first blow, the white-haired man quickly launched a second attack.

It seems that there is no time to breathe at all.

If it wasn't for Shi Mo's quick reaction, there would have been five deep and visible marks on his face.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to dodge, Shi Mo jumped down the stairs directly.

Glancing back from the corner of the eye, he vaguely saw the last figure disappearing into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)