Chapter 848 (2/2)

The cold wind blows again.

This time, the wind even the old monster's whole body burning purple flame has blown a few minutes.

”No more death?” The old monster sneered and raised the lid of the bronze coffin.

Hum!

All of a sudden there was a roar of Weng in the darkness.

The buzz was very harsh.

It's even more annoying than the sound of grinding teeth.

”Shut up!” The old monster said coldly.

As the sound fell, two purple flames instantly covered the ears of the old monster.

The concussion of the hum, success was blocked by the old monster.

”Ouch!” Lurking in the dark, the werewolf is unwilling to roar again.

But looking at the purple flame of the old monster, the werewolf did not dare to attack the old monster.

Just now it has lost an arm because of the sneak attack. After this lesson, even a fool will understand that he can't provoke the old monster.It can only reluctantly watch the old monster slowly lift the lid of the coffin.

Creak ~

as the lid of the coffin was gradually opened, the originally dark darkness was dimmed.

In the dark, the werewolf also slowly left.

At the moment, the wolf man's eyes squinted away.

Boom!

The cover of the bronze coffin was lifted by the old monster in one breath.

Boom! Boom!

What makes people gape is that the bronze coffin blooms with golden light.

It was so dazzling that people couldn't see what was in the bronze coffin.

At the same time, as the lid of the coffin was lifted completely, the whole dark space seemed to be dimmed.

The cold wind stopped blowing, and the dormant werewolf retreated.

The old monster lowered his head and looked at the copper coffin with dazzling light. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

After a moment, the glare of light dissipated.

The bronze coffin was exposed in the eyes of the old monster.

In the show off, quietly lying a woman.

It was a beautiful woman.

She was dressed in red and gold.

It was decorated with some special pattern.

The old monster squinted and could see that it seemed to be some kind of sacrificial writing.

The beautiful woman lies quietly in the bronze coffin.

Beside this beautiful woman, there is a very conspicuous human skin.

In order to see clearly, whether it was human skin or not, the old monster took a careful look.

In the end, I was quite sure that it was a human skin.

”What is the matter with the woman and the skin?” Murmured the old monster.

The sight cast on the woman, the old monster's eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

This woman is obviously not a person of this era. No, she can not be a person of recent times.

Because she's so gorgeous.

If the skin run jade, the appearance of heaven and earth's uncanny workmanship.

Even the old monster, a well-informed person, can't help being addicted to this woman at the moment when he sees her. The adjectives of ”closing the moon and bashing flowers” seem to insult this woman.

It is only a pity that there is no trace of vitality in this woman's body.

No matter how we perceive it.

”I've been in the universe for nearly a thousand years, but I've never seen such a beautiful woman. If I hadn't cut off her lust, I'm afraid I would have been trapped in her appearance. But why is there no record of this person in historical books or folk essays?” Murmured the old monster. ..