A chilling sense of prying came over again, and the third coffin shuddered several times, as if it was about to wake up from a long slumber.

[warn--]

[Zizi. ]

The game didn't know what to say, and there was no sound halfway through.

A black coffin broke through the space and stood in front of Yin Changxia. It was wrapped in ice and exuded a cold air, and there was a mushroom growing on it that was sucking his ghost power.

Even so, it didn't lessen his sense of oppression.

Is this Xia Yulan following in?

Yin Changxia stretched out his hand towards the black coffin as if obsessed, but in the next second, a huge crack appeared on the bottom of his feet, and all the remaining players were dragged into the ground together.

At the same time, the black coffin fell down together with everyone.

One tomb and two coffins.

Xia Yulan was robbing Master Wan's tomb.

This is Xia Yulan's attempt to wake up through the yin acupoint.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xia Yulan: You are very courageous, dare to touch the last cub of my Xia family.

Zong Tan: Brighten the will-o'-the-wisp.

Jiang Tingyun: Shine your teeth.

Master Wan: ...

Xia Yulan: Yin acupoint?Not bad.

Master Wan: I just want someone to be buried with me, not someone to occupy the magpie's nest. My old lair is woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Xia Yulan: Bring it here!

This wave, Master Wan is really miserable.

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