Chapter 59: Dormitory for trainees (1/2)

Whether the people in the temple cut with a knife or a sword, the coffin showed no sign of opening.

Cao Hongtao and the others are still thinking about taking the magician's life, while the newcomers are worried from the bottom of their hearts. Anthony tried to violently remove it without saying a word, but it was a pity that even the sharp nails of the half-vampire couldn't pierce the heavy coffin lid.

Xu Su was too anxious, ”What's going on? Poor Brother Jiu won't be caught by the old lady who turned into a corpse and be the wife of the coffin for her, right?!”

Zhuge dark: ”...”

This imagination is unnecessary.

Just when everyone was in a stalemate, the vermilion coffin, which remained motionless despite the wind and rain, finally showed some signs of movement. As if something is about to break out of the coffin, with the gloomy background of the temple, it has a terrifying effect.

Xu Su swallowed, ”No, it won't be true.”

As a result, just as he finished speaking, white smoke suddenly appeared in the center of the temple.

The vermilion lacquer on the surface of the coffin was melted and turned into scarlet tears of blood. One line after another dripped from the top of the coffin, and fell to the ground viscously, shockingly.

A swaying dark fire suddenly ignited from the top of the coffin.

In almost a moment, the flames merged with the fire surrounding the coffin, burning raging, and the tail of the flame pulled up to the point where it was higher than a human.

[Fuck, why is it suddenly on fire? 】

[I’m stupid. I found that I was stupid in the live broadcast room of Famine Village a lot. In the live broadcast room of the Fifth Hospital next door, I hated iron and steel all the time.]

[+1, the development of this copy is magical. The inner ghost was picked out and couldn't be resolved. There are still so many S-levels and A-levels. There is no way to have a C-level, it is very magical]

【indeed. But I really like magicians. After all, he is popular. I am happy if the magicians are okay. 23333]

【? ? ? What's going on, fire fighting, fire fighting, what are you doing in a daze! 】

Seeing this sea of ​​flames suddenly formed, everyone was stupid.

Only Zhuge drew a dark gaze, and quickly took out the Tai Chi Bagua Pan.

The clear spring was formed out of thin air, turning into a water curtain and pouring down the coffin in the center.

”Zizizi--” There was a sizzle of fire and cold water colliding in the air.

The swift water gradually covered the fire, leaving a damp white smoke.

After the fire was finally extinguished, everyone looked intently.

The coffin had completely turned into a charred appearance, and the wooden boards on the side crashed down.

The black residue soaked in water shattered to the ground, revealing the true face behind it.

——In that huge coffin shelf, there is nothing but nothing.

Now even Xu Sen was stupid, ”What's the situation? What about people?”

[No way, the magician is dead? 】

[Ah...It should be less ill-fated, this person has disappeared, and it may not necessarily be turned into a powder directly. Who remembers the A-grade copy with bone meal, trembling]

[Damn, you reminded me upstairs, that copy is really one of my life’s nightmares...]

【No! ! I like magicians, don’t be okay with the magician brother! ! ! 】

[That’s not enough, I’m a Las Vegas winner, how can I die without struggling?]

In fact, the well-informed old people in the temple had the same guess.

”Hey, this person is gone, probably not.”

”It's a pity that there is such a potential newcomer. It's a pity.”

”We can't be blamed for this, because we didn't do anything about ourselves. We were so proud before.”

They pretended to say, but they couldn't hide their gloat.

Previously, the old people were slaughtered as fat sheep by the magician. After discovering that Zong Jiu was the inner ghost, their angry blushes and crooked noses, they felt that their faces were lost, so Cao Hongtao was able to respond.

Later, under Anthony's warning, these old people stood on the sidelines and stopped angrily.

Although the magician is a big show in Las Vegas, but compared to the S-class, it is still a huge gap, how can he be regarded as a guest by the night clan? Was it the leader of the night clan, Fan Zhuo of no.2 wanted to recruit him, but couldn't help him for the first time?

As soon as this idea came out, it could be said that a lot of people were sour.

A C-level trainee, not only got the adult's blue eyes when he was in Las Vegas, but also caught the night clan boss. How can this not make other trainees jealous?

Only the old survivors know how difficult it is for these people at the top of the infinite loop pyramid, not to mention the no.1 that has been offered to the altar by everyone and never walked down the world. Even the first embrace of No.2 Fan Zhuo is a treatment that everyone can't even think of.

Because of this, now that the magician is unlucky, these old people will be happier one by one.

Zhuge was the only one who stared at the coke-burnt coffin with an unknown expression, and then swept over the black Azan who was walking outside the temple, and said, ”Let's go.”

The newcomers are immersed in the sorrow that Brother Zong Jiu may encounter unexpectedly, and will not react for a while.

Previously in their rookie team, Zong Jiu was a leader who said that he was one of the most popular, Zhuge An, an S-rank, was instead blatantly paddling the water. Although the people in the team are a little afraid of this no.3 boss, they are all newcomers in the end. I don't know that Zhuge Dark has made great achievements in the infinite loop. There is still more respect than fear.

Hearing what he said, Xu Su was stunned for a moment, ”Where are we going? Don't we just ignore Brother Nine?”

The black-haired man glanced at him lightly, ”Bring that kid.”

After that, he didn't explain a word, and walked straight out of the temple gate, leaving the newcomers wanting to talk, staring at each other.

Zhuge secretly didn't like redundant explanations, especially when it was so plain that it was a waste of tongue.

Although the prophecy clearly stated that there will be a catastrophe, it will definitely not be this time and the time has not yet arrived.

Zhuge secretly pulled down the hat on his head slightly.

Before finalizing his identity, Zong Jiu's life or death has little to do with him. Dead, it can only show that he is not the person in the prophecy. At least it has to survive the third round of selection to have the possibility of verification.