System Crisis

Chapter 330 Parting ways!

The door of the tomb was closed heavily, and the ever-burning lamp in the room shook violently for a long time because of the closed door.

There are two coffins in the tomb, the same good lacquer and wood, it seems that they can only be used if they are rich or expensive, but they are not buried together, but they have to be placed together. Why is this?
Although it is well-furnished, it is for the dead after all, there is no food or water.The gold, silver, jewels, wealth, fame and wealth that he had devoted all his efforts to fight for during his lifetime, are all there after his death. Unfortunately, they can’t be taken away and can’t be used. Such generosity is more like a satire of the living to the owner of the tomb.

After the long burning lights had also been quiet for a long time, the sound of chiseling wood suddenly sounded in the coffin on the left.The sound of smacking is dense and urgent.

Rough breathing can also be faintly heard.

The people here are actually alive!
"Huh...ha...huh..."

The last layer of lid was lifted, and the people inside immediately poked their heads out, lying on the edge of the coffin and panting heavily, because of the lack of oxygen in the coffin, their faces were strangely purple.

This is a woman who is not young anymore. She looks in her 30s, her brows and eyes are already showing signs of aging, and the fine lines are a fact that cannot be covered by makeup.But if you look closely at her eyes, they are still moist. At first glance, you will feel that she is a dignified and gentle woman.

So she is not ugly, but has a mature, intellectual beauty.It makes a good impression when you see it.It is even more embarrassing, how could such a woman not be buried alive?

Mo Rongxian stumbled out of the coffin, dragging on for a long time in a complicated palace dress with the pattern of Phoenix Yu Fei on it.And the matching hair crown has long since fallen off, lying in the coffin, the tassels embellished with gold and embellished with jade are tangled into a ball.There is no sense of gorgeousness, only the word cumbersome is left.

Mo Rongxian took a look, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.No matter how much he loved him during his lifetime, he still dragged her to die together, and arranged her into this tomb of the living dead with his precious crown prince, refusing to leave a chance of survival.

And the coffin on her right is her lifelong enemy, Concubine Ming.How many times was he praised by that man in the past, "Smart and cute, unparalleled in the world", isn't it the same as her now?
It's ridiculous to think about it!
After fighting for a lifetime, they were buried together.Those sweet-sounding vows to eachother in the past have become the two of them sharing the same hole after death.

Mo Rongxian regained his strength, stretched out his hand, took off the tortoise shell armor, put them neatly in the coffin, and took off his luxurious outer robes one by one, leaving only his middle coat.

Now she doesn't have to put on a posture for anyone anymore, and she takes a light dive.

Although Mo Rongxian is no longer a young woman in her [-]s, her curves are not as bad as those of young people.

She thought of many possibilities before encoffining, but it was the worst one, the tomb was already closed.It is impossible to open from the inside, after all, no craftsman would ever want to leave a door for the dead.

Now that he is out of the coffin, it is just a few more days to live.

Even so, Mo Rongxian didn't look desperate, except for a slight pimple between his eyebrows, there was no sign of panic.It's just that after walking along the wall for a while, I didn't feel any gaps, and it was undoubtedly airtight.

Finally, he stood in front of Concubine Ming's coffin, with a hint of doubt in his face of faint sadness: "Ming Xin usually makes a lot of noise, so why is there no movement so soon?"

Probably, there were only the two of them here, and Mo Rongxian accidentally raised the chisel that he had secretly hidden, and smashed it hard on the coffin.

The inner and outer layers were smashed open one by one, revealing the woman curled up inside.

Ming Xin's nails were already worn out, bloodstains and scattered sawdust covered her face, and her cyanotic face was a little swollen.

Ming Xin is always proud of her young face because of her small face, she probably never imagined that one day she would become swollen into a pig's head.She didn't know that she was still in the mood to think about these messy things at this time. Maybe it's because people are dying and their actions are good?
Facing Ming Xin, who has been exhaling more and taking less air, Mo Rongxian frowned.Well, there's not even a single person to talk to.

But he still reached out to touch the side of her neck with a fluke mind.As if burning his hand, Mo Rongxian retracted, then stretched out again.

"Sure enough, the disaster will last for thousands of years." She would not say this normally, after all, her personality is tolerant, open-minded, gentle and courteous.

Xu is at this time, she is more or less afraid, even if it is the enemy, as long as it is a living person.

Mo Rongxian patted Ming Xin's face, then pinched Ren Zhong, using all the methods he could think of.

But Mingxin's weak breath was like a lamp that was almost out of oil and would disappear at any time.

(End of this chapter)