Adorable Beasts: The Peerless Demon Girl

"So that's the meaning of 'almost'?" In the depths of the sacrifice ground, Yin Nian also listened to the cat ancestor's explanation.

"Then why didn't these people react at all?" Yin Nian was amazed, "It looks like they're dead."

"It's no different from dying. In fact, there is no 'almost'. If you can't do it, you can't do it. There are thousands of paths in the world. It doesn't mean that those who can't get the inheritance must not be able to become a true god."

"Here, for example, who is that? At that time, he didn't want to inherit..." The cat god's voice was so low that only he could hear it.

And Yin Nian was attracted by something else beside him.

Turning his head and walking over, "What are those?"

Yin Nian pointed to a pile of covered or empty coffins.

Every coffin is different.

Some coffins were painted with a delicate girly pink, some were pitch black, and some were extremely complicated, carved with dragons and phoenixes.

"These?" The cat ancestor was excited again, "Those who are eligible to be allowed in to undergo the test, everyone must prepare a coffin for themselves first. It’s done at one point, and it’s easy to go crazy if you boil it for a long time, and you will be killed by the teachers and sent directly to the coffin if you are completely crazy.”

"Come on."

The cat ancestor enthusiastically asked Yin Nian to go to the girl pink coffin that he had seen at a glance before, "This is the coffin I made when I came in."

"You don't have to do it yourself now!"

The cat ancestor looked proud, wishing he could run out and pat the coffin for Bangbang, "I'm in charge, you can use this!"

"You don't have to do it again, this is for you!"

Yin Nian: "..." Bad luck!

She was about to roll her eyes.

Turning his gaze, he landed on a huge black coffin next to it, occupying an area almost as big as three coffins in a family, and there were no patterns on the black coffin.

But Yin Nian touched the texture of the coffin.

Start with warm, not cold.

The appearance is also atmospheric and looks very good.

Yin Nian's eyes darkened.

……

Yuan Xin Sui was going crazy at this moment.

At the end, he only heard Yin Nian's dying words hoarsely from the spirit of the secret realm.

But no matter how much spiritual power he poured in later, the spirit of the secret realm didn't answer him a word.

It made Yuan Xin Sui wonder if he deliberately deceived him about his spiritual power.

If the spirit of the secret realm knew, he would definitely cry out. The previous bombing directly made the spirit of the secret realm faint temporarily, and Yin Nian's mental strength was injured. Yin Nian is not used to it!

After finally getting better, he followed Yin Nian into the lair of those skeletons.

That place!

No sound could come out, and all spiritual power was blocked inside, so what could he answer Yuan Xin Sui?

In the end, he yelled out another worrying sentence.

If it wasn't for relying on the last bit of mental strength to share that tiny induction, making Yuan Xinshie sure that Yin Nian was not dead at least, he would probably go crazy on the spot right now.

Just because he wasn't dead doesn't mean he wasn't injured.

It must be a very dangerous time for the spirit of the secret realm to shout such words.

Yuan Xin's broken bones were icy cold, and the sun was setting on him, but it seemed to be covered with layers of frost and snow.

Those pupils surrounded by shattered ice trembled violently the moment he lowered his head when no one knew about it.

Those people outside didn't know the worry that was about to pop out of his heart.

When the scorpion goddess saw her own life lamp, not many went out.

He also talked to him in a very good mood, "Hey, Yuan Xin Sui, among us, you are the only one who is younger and has good talent, and you are the only one who entered the sacrificial place."

Not all of them, who are the masters of the four districts, have ever entered the sacrificial place.

But it's not just about opportunities for offering sacrifices.

Like Patriarch Mu and Patriarch Feng, they are actually quite old. By the time they know that the sacrificial land can be inherited, they have already become god kings and are not eligible to enter.

Only Yuan Xin Sui was still a master at that time, so he went in directly.

The Scorpion Goddess raised her eyebrows and chuckled lightly, wanting to pass the boring day and said, "Why don't you tell us what's going on inside?"

"Is it dangerous?"

"How many people do you think will get the inheritance if you go down today?"

"Which area can survive the most people?"

"I heard that everyone who goes in has to make a coffin for himself, right? Such a weird rule, what kind of coffin did you make at that time?"

The Scorpion Goddess wrapped her fingers around her hair, and her voice was unpleasant, which made Yuan Xin Sui even more irritable but didn't notice it at all.

And the countless treasures sent by Yuan Xin Sui before gave her the illusion that the Eastern District wants to form an alliance with her Southern District, and a relaxed heart is not as vigilant as before.

She didn't stop abruptly until she wanted to ask a few more questions and raised her head to meet Shang Yuan Xin Sui's eyes with a casual smile.

Yuan Xin Sui's expression was really terrifying, as if he had stepped into the center of a pitch-black vortex, causing all the anger in him to be sucked into it bit by bit.

"Don't call me by my name."

Every word of his was stabbed with a knife, and every time he opened and closed his mouth, his face was cut with pain.

"What do you think you are, worthy of talking to me?"

The Scorpion Goddess was taken aback for a moment, then her face darkened visible to the naked eye.

……

"Ah~ Ba Shi~" Yin Nian, who was lying on his back and rolled three times, let out a comfortable sigh, "I don't know who can make this coffin, it's so comfortable to lie on!"

The tip of the cat ancestor's tail stood up.

just now.

Yin Nianchou rejected her pink coffin, but couldn't resist the temptation. He first reached into one of her claws, then half of his body went in, and finally he got into the empty black coffin.

Yin Nian expressed his heartfelt emotion: "It's really big, it's really wide, it's really fragrant."

"Didn't you say it's bad luck? Don't you think I'm cursing you!" The cat ancestor kept grinding his paws and growling, "Why isn't it bad luck facing this black coffin?"

Yin Nian hugged the tentacled coffin, and said sincerely, "I can swim in this decorating water, can you?"

Cat ancestor: "..."

Yin Nian pressed her face against the wood, warming her heart all the way.

"The man who made this coffin is really a good man~"

"Great good man!"

dong dong dong.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Yin Nian sat up from the coffin in an instant, she turned her head, and found that there were also those "almost" who bounced up the same way, they sat up together, opened their eyes together, and looked at a certain place in the sky.

The space there was distorted.

It turned into a door, through which she clearly saw two big faces coming from outside.

"Mu Yang? Feng Qing?" Yin Nian asked in surprise.

The two grandsons knelt down in front of the door with a plop.

Facing Yin Nian's direction, Bangbang made three noises.

Neither of them dared to raise their heads, and said respectfully: "Mu Yang from the Mu family, and Feng Qing from the Feng family, dare to come here to ask for the grace of the gods."

The voice came through as it was.

Yin Nian subconsciously looked at the skeletons who were piling up bones.

Who would have thought that they were also looking at Yin Nian.

They seem puzzled.

"Someone is coming."

"Teacher, go and pick up the guests."

Yin Nian: "!!!!"

what!

There is such a good thing in this world?

Two grandchildren.

It can be counted in her hands!