Chapter 445 (1/2)

The bloody handprint was nailed by Yun Yi's sword blade, and then there was a clear sound of broken bones!

The fingers on it struggled frantically, as if they wanted to escape.

Mu Qinglan turned her eyes and suddenly sank in her heart.

A sharp hiss suddenly reached my ears!

Yun Yi's wrist turned over, and the silver sword scratched hard over the palm of his hand!

Mu Qinglan saw that the palm was suddenly torn, and then there was blood splashing. Unexpectedly, they all fell on the coffin!

This scene is really too strange. Mu Qinglan stared at it, but he still couldn't see any clues.

A fierce breath suddenly burst out from the blood!

Then the dark red blood turned black gradually!

Mu Qinglan frowned coldly: ”Yun Yi, step back!”

Yun Yi suddenly pulls out his sword, mu Qinglan raises his hand, and a cluster of red flame flies out of his fingertips! Fell on that blood!

Hiss!

Something is burning madly!

And the blood finally became shallow! Finally disappear!

The scream finally dissipated.

Mu Qinglan slowly breathed out a breath.

Just now, when the blood turned black, she felt a bad feeling in her heart. She always felt a gloomy and strange smell.

”There is a spirit of resentment in the blood.”

Yun Yi spoke faintly.

Mu Qinglan nodded clearly, but he was more alert in his heart.

She looked back at Xiang Yunyi: ”I don't know how much more there is...”

The lip flap suddenly sweeps from Yun Yiyu's carved chin. Somehow, mu Qinglan suddenly feels that the lip flap is slightly numb.

She looked up slightly and looked directly into a pair of deep eyes.

I was so nervous just now that I forgot she was still in Yun Yi's arms

Yun Yi looks down slightly.

There was a silver star above her head, reflecting her creamy skin and clear eyes like dark jade.

Like a little beast, poor and lovely.

Yun Yi's eyes are slightly dark, almost subconscious, slightly sideways, and then close to

Breathing and smelling, as long as a slight mistake, it can

Mu Qinglan retreated slightly and looked around.

”Can't the coffin really be opened?”

Yun Yi made a move, but he didn't catch up.

”There is indeed a strange power package outside, which is very difficult to open from the inside.”

Mu Qinglan frowned slightly, but he heard Yun Yi say, ”but there's no way.”

”What can I do?”

”It seems that many people have been trapped here, and they have been affected by the grievances here. Although I don't know where their bones have gone, but... Maybe the answer is here.”

Mu Qinglan suddenly understood what Yun Yi meant.

”You mean... The coffin is really in the palace?”

Yun Yi nods.

Mu Qinglan clearly remembered that the coffin flew from the dilapidated palace. After inhaling the two of them, it was forced to seal the coffin.

And just now they clearly felt that the coffin clearly moved and fell heavily somewhere.

There is only one possible answer - the palace!

Mu Qinglan felt that his eyes were shrouded in a layer of fog and could not see clearly.

Whose coffin is it? And why did he suddenly fly out and trap them both? Now it seems to be back in the palace.

The people in the Taoist mansion of the remnant heaven have already died cleanly, which doesn't seem to be Lincang's.

Besides, I have trapped so many people

Mu Qinglan thought for a moment and finally said, ”the coffin is full of traces left by grievances. If you stay here for a long time, you'll become crazy if you're not crazy. The fire power of rosefinch is high. I'll try it first. ”

As he spoke, his heart moved, and a red flame suddenly flew out of his hand!

That flame, like a rope, formed a circle around it, fell on the coffin and burned!

The temperature of the whole space suddenly rises!

Hiss!

The burning sound became clearer and clearer!

Mu Qinglan could even smell the burning smell of a rotten breath swallowed by the fire.

Finally, the whole coffin was wildly burned by the fire of rosefinch!

Looking at the coffin, it finally flew into the palace. Shangguan Hongye snorted coldly, just to rush in.

Li Su, who followed her, suddenly grabbed her.

”Hongye, this place is very strange. Let's be careful.”

Shangguan Hongye frowned slightly and looked around the dilapidated palace in front of him.

”You mean, this shabby place is very strange?”

It seems that there was a great war here, and half of the palaces collapsed. Now, with the changes of years, we can only vaguely see a general outline.

However, it is not difficult to imagine how beautiful it was at the beginning.

Now, it was covered with dust, and even on the huge doorpost, a thick layer of spider web could be seen.

I don't know how many years no one has set foot here.

It was dark inside. Only the two broken glass lamps at the door gave off a faint yellow light. When the wind blew, it was a wave of shaking and a bit more strange and gloomy.