Chapter 353

The ladder was soon finished, and neither of them said anything. After knowing that after walking out of the ladder, Murong Ziyi said, "Mr., this place is so familiar."

Mo Fan looked surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect that they would go to such a familiar place and couldn't help saying, "This is a... mobile tomb."

Mo Fan did not expect that this sword tomb was actually such a sword tomb, a mobile tomb. According to the introduction of the game information, only the royal family has a design drawing for some special reasons, but the current royal family has not built a mobile tomb, because this mobile tomb requires a large number of master levels. The deputy professionals, especially the organ magicians above the master level, not to mention the master-level organ magicians in the world, even the ordinary beginners are rare.

However, here, there is a mobile tomb that may not be built by the power of the whole country, and this tomb is not buried by royal dignitaries, but just a sword. This made Mo Fan very surprised and felt that the task was unusual.

He showed a solemn look again. Murong Ziyi looked around, turned around three times, looked at the sword in the aisle, and finally said, "Son, we have indeed returned to the original tomb. This is incredible. There is only one entrance to the passage here. How can you get out of the spiral staircase here?

Mo Fan said, "Because this is a moving tomb, I'm afraid the underground part of the whole sword tomb is constantly moving, which also explains why we feel a sense of incongruity when we come in. Even if the display of the tomb has not changed at all, we feel something is wrong."

"So what should we do?" Murong Ziyi asked.

Mo Fan turned around, walked straight into the passage behind him and said, "Naturally, I went back. Since it is a moving tomb, there is nothing I can do about it anywhere. I can only try my luck. After all, I just learned a little about machine skills. I have no clue about this kind of mobile tomb that needs to be built by master-level machine warlocks.

Murong Ziyi followed him in, and the two walked down the spiral ladder. Murong Ziyi was slightly surprised. She had never seen her son at a loss. If this sentence spread out, what a great wave it would be.

Is there a time when the gentleman's sword is at a loss?

The most likely thing is that this sentence is ignored as a joke of the gentleman's sword. Joke, is there anything that the gentleman sword can't do? Ann, I'm sure you're playing tricks on you. You wait to suffer.

and other words passed through Murong Ziyi's heart, and she couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Murong Ziyi suddenly laugh, Mo Fan couldn't help asking.

Murong Ziyi said with a smile, "Son, I'm thinking, what kind of question will you raise when you put this sentence on the world?"

"Hmm?" Mo Fan didn't come back for a moment.

Murong Ziyi said, "That's what you said. How many people will believe it when you put it on the world."

Mo Fan said, "I'm not omnipotent. This sentence is a white truth."

"But prince, you lied to too many people in the world. I'm afraid no one will believe you anymore. If you say this, I'm afraid Jianghu will start to panic again. What's the gentleman's plan, especially the five guilds, I'm afraid it's another turnaround." Murong Ziyi said.

Mo Fan smiled bitterly, but was also a little surprised. Murong Ziyi actually moved out of the five guilds. It seems that the girl's analysis of the situation also has some insight.

Seeing Mo Fan's wry smile, Murong Ziyi covered her mouth and smiled secretly. At this moment, the spiral staircase has finished walking and walked out of the spiral staircase. The two looked left and right, but found that it was a strange tomb. There was no sword, very clean, but in the middle of the tomb, there was a bronze coffin lying, and a strange breath suddenly permeated around them.

Murong Ziyi couldn't help shivering and stood still, but refused to move forward. Mo Fan said, "I'll go and have a look."

Murong Ziyi nodded with difficulty. She was a girl. The coffin was placed in front of her, and the glazed light was not a swaying firelight, but after all, it was a lantern that could illuminate the tomb, but the light was not too bright. Suddenly, a strange and horrible breath lingered around her, and her legs could not be lifted.

Watching Mo Fan approach the coffin step by step, she couldn't help swallowing for fear that something would pop out of the coffin.

But it turned out that Murong Ziyi's worry was purely superfluous. Mo Fan went to the edge of the bronze coffin, stroked it gently with his hand, and wiped away some floating dust.

The coffin looks the same as it looks. It is made of bronze, and there is nothing. The coffin board is covered so smoothly without any information.

Mo Fan looked back and saw that the initial passage had been replaced by a wall. Murong Ziyi saw Mo Fan looking behind him and couldn't help following his eyes.

It's okay not to look at it. At a glance, Murong Ziyi's face turned white in an instant.

A tomb, a coffin, and then the entrance that will disappear. This is a scene of a horror film. After all, Murong Ziyi is a girl. In this case, a big man will blow up his cold hair. Although he knew before that this is a mobile tomb, and the entrance passage will change and disappear, the kind of hair that is immersive. The creepy feeling still turned these psychological preparations into floating clouds.

"Faun..." Murong Ziyi called softly.

Mo Fan said faintly, "Well, the exit is gone, and the mystery may be in this coffin."

Murong Ziyi swallowed his saliva again, the word coffin, which caused a burst of creeps, and suddenly associative words appeared in her mind.

Coffins, dead people, white bones, corpses, zombies...

Murong Ziyi's face turned whiter, but at this moment, Mo Fan had turned his head and could not see her expression. She not only stepped back a few steps.

A cold feeling rose from her back, and after these few steps, she had leaned against the wall.

At this time, Mo Fan was ready to open the coffin. With luck, the bronze coffin did not move at all, and there was no sign of being lifted.

Mo Fan frowned and added a little force, but he couldn't open it. Murong Ziyi asked tremblingly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Fan stood up, walked around the coffin and said, "Is this coffin strange?"

"Wacky?" The strange atmosphere, coupled with Mo Fan's sound, Murong Ziyi felt that her forehead and back were full of sweat.

"Well, I can't lift it." Mo Fan turned around again, and then squatted down to carefully examine the coffin.

Murong Ziyi breathed gently and said, "Is there any clue?"

Mo Fan didn't raise his head, just shook his head.

"Not yet."