Chapter 1127

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Yang Zimei couldn't help but vomit, and then waited for the change to appear!

To her disappointment, there was no change, not even a bubble!

Xiaoqian and others had a heart waiting to see the miracle, but they didn't see anything. The feeling was the same as that when everyone jumped into the abyss and jumped into the blood pool, only to find that it was just a shallow nest.

"Ha ha! Sister, you are defeated

Xiao Qian reacted, clapped his hands and laughed, "your saliva is useless, Grandpa Huo, you spit too!"

Huo Wenhua vomited at the blood.

The replicator also vomited.

It turned out to be two big bubbles.

"Is this a naked discrimination against me?"

Yang Zimei rolled his eyes straight, once again he tried to penetrate the elixir field and spit a mouthful of saliva toward the blood pool.

There is still no change, no bubble.

Shit, it's discrimination!

Yang Zimei couldn't help but scolded a rude word in his heart.

"Let's go back."

Yang Zimei turned and said, "it is estimated that there is nothing more."

"All right."

Xiao Qian and others followed her back only a few steps, and suddenly heard a loud noise in the blood pool, which scared everyone to turn back in a hurry.

I saw two bombs thrown into the blood pool, splashing countless blood.

The blood suddenly dried up and exposed the bottom of the pool.

Everyone blinked.

"Intuition tells me, this is the sister that two saliva causes trouble!"

Xiao Qian exclaimed.

Yang Zimei returned to the blood pool.

The bottom of the pool is clear, and a dragon is carved.

This dragon is similar to the dragon on the jade table. It has a sword on its tail, and the wound is bleeding.

And this blood is the source of blood in the blood pool.

So it is!

Yang Zimei didn't want to think about it this time. He bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood.

The blood drips, the sword disappears, the dragon tail swings a few times, the pain disappears, and quietly closes his eyes in a sleepy posture.

Yang Zimei went down and touched his face.

The Dragon gradually disappeared in her fingers

The top of the stone wall suddenly slowly opened, fell down a ladder of iron rope.

Yang Zimei climbed up, and Xiaoqian and others followed. There was also a palace with a blue jade coffin in the center.

There is no decoration, just quietly placed there.

I've seen a red and black coffin. Yang Zimei has never seen a blue one. Of course, she has never seen a coffin made of jade. It's a luxury version.

Yang Zimei looked with the eye of heaven.

There is no spirit's resentment on the coffin, which may be empty.

She went over and carefully pushed open the lid of the coffin

There's really no skeleton in it, just a suit of clothes.

It's a modern white casual dress, and it's very familiar.

"Sister, isn't that what you like to wear?"

Xiao Qian said in one side.

Yes, it's the style I like to wear.

Yang Zimei reached for the clothes in doubt.

Who knows, clothes may be too long, the surface looks good, but a hand touch, turned into ashes.

Yang Zimei regretted that his intestines were green.

She plucked away the ashes of the clothes to see if there was anything else below.

The bottom is empty, and there is no pattern on the bottom of the coffin.

"Sister, the gray clothes just now should be yours? Who is so hateful that he puts your clothes in the coffin and curses you to die

Xiao Qian asked a little worried.

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