Chapter 123 Empty Coffin

Duan Fei didn't dare to think too much. Although everyone was acting, at least he had to act more professionally. The dog was anxious and jumped over the wall. In case he provoked this group of people, any one of them could pinch Duan Fei into pieces.

A poor little ant knows that someone is holding his own life, but he can't escape and can't resist. Continue to act. It's better to live than to die.

Tang Xiaofeng handed the black wooden box to Duan Fei's hand. She rolled up her sleeves and seemed to be planning to open the coffin.

"Wait," Zhao Zheng hurried forward, greeted everyone to stand on both sides of the coffin, and then commanded everyone to half kneel down. "Let me open the coffin."

Tang Xiaofeng knelt next to Duan Fei and looked a little uncomfortable. As a high-ranking charter member, it's okay to come here to drill mud. It's okay to obey Zhao Zheng's command, but she has to kneel to the coffin of the Xiongnu prince. How can the arrogant Tang Daguan accept it?

Duan Fei now knows that the muddy water has been deep this time. It's better to cooperate honestly and play this paragraph well. Let's talk about it in the long term when you go back. He held a black wooden box in his left hand, and the afterglow of his eyes was watching Zhao Zheng's every move. Obviously, tonight's action was under his command, and the arrogant Tang Xiaofeng was just a supporting role.

I don't know when Zhao Zheng's right hand had a small bell, a dark purple bell. At first glance, he thought it was black. When he looked through the light, it came with a little purple sand color. This color does not seem to be the most respected color of the undead. Their world is black and white, only black and white, so the legal activities of the undead are basically a black and white world, either black or white, dark purple? Duan Fei is a little puzzled.

Zhao Zheng shook the ghost bell in his hand. Duan Fei clearly saw his hand moving, but he could not hear the sound and no vibration. It was either an ultrasonic wave or an incimal wave. In terms of the frequency of the shock, ultrasound is impossible. More than 20,000 Hz, it should be a very strong vibration to produce 20,000 Hz. The waveform and incimal waves are nothing to say. They must be incimal waves without any feeling for the body. Most of them are low-frequency acoustic waves.

What the hell is Zhao doing? Duan Fei really can't figure out what this guy wants to do with low-frequency sound waves here, but no matter what, he can only kneel quietly on the ground. Even if he is the protagonist, he has to obey the director's arrangement. The development of the plot cannot be shifted by his will.

Everyone knelt on both sides of the coffin, including Zhao Zheng. No one stood up. Except for the dark purple bell in Zhao Zheng's hand, the 60-square-meter house was dead.

Only a small purple sand bell is active.

There was no sound. This sound was not for Duan Fei. He could feel a mysterious force surrounded by a dark tomb.

It is an extremely huge coffin, which is 3 meters long. The longevity material is the best dragon wood. Although two thousand years have passed, the rich fragrance is still clearly smellable. The pattern engraved on the coffin is curved lines that Duan Fei can't understand, but the workmanship is very exquisite.

The lid of the coffin slowly opened, and no one moved. The purple sand bell also seemed to be moving. How did the lid of the coffin be opened?

Duan Fei looked at Tang Xiaofeng. Of course, she did not move, and still half knelt beside her. With the martial arts of Tang Xiaofeng and Zhao Zheng, it was naturally a piece of cake to fight cattle across the mountain and explore objects through the air. It should not be difficult for these two awesome people to open the lid of coffin with the power of ideas.

Duan Fei was guessing whether Tang Xiaofeng's idea was moving or Zhao Zheng, but he was disappointed and neither of them seemed to move.

Is the coffin opened by itself? Fraudulent corpse? Zombies? Big rice dumplings?

In front of a group of awesome people, even if there is really a big zongzi, no one will shrink back. At present, this luxurious lineup, with two masters, Tang Xiaofeng and Zhao Zheng, are in charge. Zombies below the Weihe level should not come out of boredom.

No zombies appeared, and no strange smoke came out of the coffin.

Zhao Zheng slowly stood up, and Tang Xiaofeng stood up and knelt for a long time. She didn't know who this filial piety was dedicated to. Tang Xiaofeng must be unhappy. Her face full of yellow mud didn't look good.

Everyone came closer and saw that the coffin was empty.

He knelt down in vain during the day. N years ago, the prince cheated his body and ran away. These people all stared at Zhao Zheng. Brother, give me an explanation. Everyone's kneeling joke was a big deal.

Zhao Zheng added his lips. After staying in the dark ghost place for a long time, his lips were really a little dry. His lips were dry, and his brain began to feel sleepy. This place was already short of oxygen. Six people came in for so long, and the oxygen had been sucked up early. Duan Fei turned around, and the three hard-working guys had staggered and stood unsteadily. Obviously, these three are either practitioners or hard-working. It's hard to say whether they have made money or not.

It is definitely impossible for Zhao Zheng to escape with these three people behind his back. The brothers staggered to return from the original road. They were really powerless and fell down after a few steps. It's hard to say whether the prince had arranged the martyrdom of a living person before his death. Anyway, the whole ancient tomb was empty, and there must be no Yaxing to escape with a big bag. Run, such a conspicuous ancient tomb means that there is no gold lieutenant, which is unlikely.

This group of people are too cruel. They even took everything and carried out the prince's body. How much money can the ancient corpse be sold for? Is it possible?

It won't be long before these three buddies can sell for a little money, the corpse in the ancient tomb - the ancient corpse.

On the way back, Tang Xiaofeng looked unhappy. Is there any gain this night? Duan Fei couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to follow Tang Xiaofeng or Zhao Zheng. These two people's martial arts skills were ridiculously high, so he went to follow them and find them to draw.

Returning to the hotel and lying **, Duan Fei thought hard. Now he can basically be sure that the mastermind behind this matter is Murong Gui. His goal must be related to the Book of Destroying the Spirit. Xiao Yuan must have had something important not been given to Murong Gui in those years, and Murong could not get it by killing Xiao Yuan. Now This thing fell into Duan Fei's hands, and killing Duan Fei also didn't get it. After figuring out these things, Duan Fei could sleep.

Someone is murdering him. This person can easily pinch him to death, or find an excuse to lock him up in an official prison or a private prison. For Murong Gui, Duan Fei's life and death is just a matter of his phone call.

This is a very sad thing. Duan Fei lies in ** and sighs with great emotion.

I am an aspiring young man. I can't save all mankind. At least I can kill a few of him on the battlefield. I was killed by Murong for so unclear reason. It's a loss. I'm sorry to society and I'm sorry for human beings.

You can't die, you can't complain about the government, you can't complain about society, everything depends on yourself.

The first step is to continue the play, which is the basis for survival, and then what?

As soon as he slept until dawn, Zhao Zheng came again.

This buddy was really motivated. He tried his best to lobby Tang Xiaofeng to run again. This time, he was 80% sure that there was a large ancient tomb in the northeast of Liangcheng. There was a high probability that Xiao Yuan's remains would appear there. Tang Xiaofeng was suspicious. She looked at Duan Fei. This time, she really didn't want to run away like a dog in the tunnel. Climbing around, her face is covered with yellow mud, and she can't slow down for ten days and a half months. Hundreds of thousands of advanced skin care products can't save the damage to her skin. She really can't afford this crime.

Zhao just said that he finally got through Tang Xiaofeng's ideological work. Let's run again. For the face of the master, he trusted you Zhao Zheng once.

This time, Zhao Zheng still found three coolies. They are not tall, but their muscles are very strong. At first glance, it is hard to say whether the working people are simple enough. Duan Fei looked at these three uncles who were about to be buried, and his heart was indescribably sad.

How much is it? How much money did Zhao Zheng give you? Do you have to risk your life?

In the end, Duan Fei can't help with this matter. His own life is still in other people's hands. Maybe Duan Fei is also buried together and is still worrying about others.

Duan Fei is still walking at the end. In front of him is Tang Xiaofeng, who slowly crawls forward in the hole with the beautiful woman's buttocks on her head. Duan Fei doesn't know if this is a kind of enjoyment. He really doesn't mean to remove oil in his hand. It is inevitable to touch and push the beautiful woman's buttocks. Tang Xiaofeng was taken advantage of by him all the way and there is no way. Speaking of which, I can only hate Zhao Zheng in my heart.

But then again, it's better to be taken advantage of by Duan Fei than by Zhao Zheng. Next time, she wants to go to the end, Tang Xiaofeng secretly made up her mind.

Is there another time? Is there another time for this kind of hard work? Don't let people live!