The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 95 The Celestial Master Always Wants to Hug His Thigh (2)

The light of the flashlight flickered on and off, and even the slight sound of electric current made several people feel extremely uneasy.

"what!"

Several people only felt a black shadow passing by their side, followed by a shrill scream.

The flashlight was turned on again, except for a black sword stuck on the wall in front of them, there was no shadow of the evil spirit.

"What magic weapon are you? It's so powerful!" Yan Qi looked at the bell in his hand, and looked enviously at the sword on the wall.

Ji Chi came in and pulled out his sword. Just as the blade was pulled out, the wall suddenly collapsed inward with a bang.

"Cough cough..."

Several people covered their mouths and noses and quickly backed away, waiting for the dust to disperse before looking inside.

There is also a coffin inside, but compared to the outer room, it is like the difference between the servant and the owner of the house.

Numerous thin red threads were wrapped around the coffin, and many talisman papers and bells were hung on the red threads, firmly trapping the coffin in the center.

In addition to the musty smell in the air, there is also a strange fragrance.

Hearing this strange fragrance, Le Ziying's complexion changed, and she strode suddenly to the coffin. Just as she touched the lid of the coffin, she was stopped by a black sword.

Le Ziying looked at the young man on the opposite side of the coffin, and saw him looking at her with a smile, his deep and clear voice was slightly cool: "Those who meet have a share, what does Miss Le say?"

Le Ziying clung her fingers tightly to the coffin lid, glanced at the three people who stepped in, and said coldly: "Each person depends on his ability, whoever gets it will get it!"

After the words fell, she suddenly shot at the person opposite.

The room was already small, and the coffin alone took up half of it. The red thread was involved in the fight between the two, the bells jingled, and many talisman papers were torn off.

The three people behind hurried in to persuade the fight.

"How did you start fighting so well?"

Taking advantage of Le Ziying being held back, Ji Chi suddenly jumped to the other side while supporting the coffin lid, and pried his long sword against the gap in the coffin lid.

The coffin was opened.

The fragrance in the air became more intense, Le Ziying quickly broke free from the restraints, rushed to the side of the coffin and looked inside.

Lying in the coffin was a pale girl with exquisite appearance, long black hair spread out behind her, and wearing modern casual clothes. As the coffin was opened, faint black air began to emanate from it.

The temperature in the house seemed to be getting colder and colder.

There was nothing in the coffin except the girl.

"Why not?!"

Le Ziying rummaged through the entire coffin, but couldn't find what she wanted, so she couldn't help but turn her gaze to the girl's body.

Before she could make a move, Ji Chi suddenly stood in front of her.

Ji Chi leaned on the coffin, glanced sideways at the girl in the coffin, and reminded softly: "Miss Le, this little girl is weird, I advise you not to approach her."

"I'll know if it's weird or not if I try it."

Le Ziying didn't believe what he said at all, took out a dagger and walked to the other side of the coffin.

Snapped!
The flashlight suddenly went out, and Le Ziying quickly reached out to support the coffin, staring at Ji Chi's position unkindly.

The three people behind were terrified and huddled together.

"Is it coming again?"

After he finished speaking, Ji Chi's flat voice came from the darkness: "Sorry guys, the flashlight is out."

"Damn it early, it scared me to death!"

Before Yan Qi recovered from the shock just now, the person next to him suddenly said something.

"No, do you feel the coolness behind you?"

(End of this chapter)