Without saying a word, Sa Ya ran away and looked back at the Blood Cloud Coffin. With a violent shock, more than a dozen ghost kings carrying the coffin were affected, and their souls were actually in turmoil, and the coffin was unstable.

After several seconds of shaking, it calmed down, and as soon as the Blood Cloud Coffin was stabilized, it immediately took a step forward.

This seemed like a step, but it reached a few meters behind me.

My heart is thrust, is this teleportation? Why is it like a rocket?

A dozen ghosts were separated from the team behind the funeral and quickly grabbed me. When my wife and sister pulled the corner of my clothes, I rolled to the side without thinking. The Blood Cloud Coffin was alive and it shouldn't be swallowing the ghost general again. I thought that only Jiang Han could resist, so I touched the soul urn and released Jiang Han from it.

Only the sound of ding dong dong was heard. Jiang Han had already taken several steps back, but at this time he was like a god. He burst into red light all over his body, and even reached the level of the Ghost King!

I knew at a glance that it was my grandmother's bloody clothes that blessed Jiang Han. Jiang Han roared angrily, smashed his shield to the ground, swept across the gun, and rumbling to burn half of the group of sentencing ghosts in front!

Those are all ghost generals in the late stage! Can a bloody suit make him powerful? I almost rushed over and hugged my grandmother's thigh. This is a bit too powerful!

After Jiang Han retreated, the big shield hit the ground obliquely, and the spear was against the shield, and he was breathing rhythmically. I suddenly felt an unparalleled sense of security behind him, but my heart almost jumped out from behind because Jiang Han's soul urn slashed. It seemed that it was dangerous to just support the Ghost King.

The Blood Cloud Coffin stopped again, and a terrifying voice rang out: "One more time, I will force you to melt."

"One day it's my grandson. If you dare to act rashly, I will make you regret it!" Grandma's low voice came from the coffin, but her breath was a little messy.

I know that my grandmother was locked in the Blood Cloud Coffin, and these two spells alone exceeded the load. If you do it again, the Blood Cloud Coffin is afraid that it can really melt grandmother.

"Grandma! Don't cast spells. I will definitely find a way to break this ghost thing in the future. If you can protect yourself, you will first!" I stuck behind Jiang Han and said with my head out.

I was still quite afraid of the Blood Cloud Coffin. If my grandmother hadn't been there, my life would have been lost.

"I promised me two conditions and I will cooperate with you." Grandma said this in the coffin.

When I heard the conditions, I knew that the Blood Cloud Coffin was not sure that it would melt my grandmother. My grandmother was still resisting desperately, so I said without thinking: "Grandma! Don't agree to him any conditions. If you hold on for a while, I will destroy this ghost coffin!"

When the Blood Cloud Coffin was when I jumped into the clown, my grandmother also said: "First, I want you to let my grandson go. Second, I want to tell my grandson another story. When he was a child, he often pestered me and said, "I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future. Now I'll tell him another paragraph."

"How childish." A terrifying voice sounded and he became silent.

"I...wuwu..." I remembered the way my grandmother told stories when she was a child. She acted coquettishly in her arms. I felt sad and cried bitterly.

"Lord! Just die, what if I help you pry this thing open!" Jiang Han was furious. This Blood Cloud Coffin was too cruel.

I held Jiang Han down. Grandma wanted to tell a story, and she must have her considerations. I took out the iPhone6 ​​and turned on the recording function.

"What are you watching? Have you seen a recording before? Don't say anything if you are afraid. I recorded my grandmother's story and listen to it at night." I mumbled, regardless of the group of ghosts watching me badly.

The surrounding area was so quiet that there was no sound, and there was no movement in the Blood Cloud Coffin. He might not know what my gadget was like, but he also remained vigilant enough.

"One day, my grandma tells you a story. A long time ago, someone went to buy jewelry. He fell in love with a very beautiful bead in the jewelry store, so he was ready to buy it and bargain. The boss was very happy to sell it to him. The boss took out a beautiful box, which was long and beautiful, with beautiful patterns on it. If you see it, you will definitely want to look at it a few more..."

When I heard this, what are the same? The long box, beautiful patterns, and long boxes with patterns? I eliminated the yin and yang eyes and saw the long box on the coffin, with cloud-like patterns. What my grandmother said?

The coffin shook for a while, as if he felt that this grandmother was hinting at something, but she didn't get angry in the end.

Grandma was a little unhappy, but continued her story: "It was the first time that the buyer saw such a beautiful box. He loved it and played with it. But he accidentally touched a piece of paint. He felt very distressed. As a result, the boss said that this thing would soon grow by itself. Although he lacked the pattern on one corner, he would restore all the patterns because it was alive. As a result, the man was very happy to hear it. He bought the box but did not buy beads."

Some people from Chu sold their beads in Zheng, and they made a cabinet of Mulan, so they were fumigated with osmanthus pepper, decorated with pearls and jade, decorated with roses, and collected with feathers and jade. The people of Zheng bought their beads and returned them. This can be said to be good at selling beads, but it can be said to be good at selling beads.

Isn’t this a story about buying a cart and returning a bead?

"Grandma, where is the box sold? Or is there a way to make it? Grandma, I am so scared." I asked quickly, and I knew my grandma wanted to use this to cover up the Blood Cloud Coffin and expose it.

"Haha, this thing is only a way to make it. With your intelligence and talent, you will definitely be able to find it. Okay, after the story of my grandmother is finished, you can leave." Grandma's voice also disappeared.

It seems that my grandmother dares not reveal any more things, for fear that the Blood Cloud Coffin will cause trouble for me. She still has to find out the secret of the Blood Cloud Coffin by herself.

I thought about it, and my phone took the opportunity to turn on the camera function and took a few photos of the coffin secretly. As a result, the sky was too dark and my phone automatically turned on the fill light.

The Blood Cloud Coffin immediately stopped, and after a moment of shock, the Apple phone spread out.

"Hey! What are you doing? This thing is very expensive!" I was so angry that the Blood Cloud Coffin was too cunning!

But he is smart, and I am not stupid either. I quickly picked up the fragments in my hand and put them in my pocket. I was ready to turn around and let Han Shanshan recover the data.

"One day, go quickly." Grandma suddenly said to me again.

As soon as my wife and sister pulled the corner of my clothes, the blood cloud coffin vibrated. All the ghosts looked at me. This ghost seemed to have attacked me.

"Damn it! Why don't you keep your word?" I frowned and cursed. I didn't say anything about the reason for the Blood Cloud Coffin. A bunch of blood clouds emerged from all around the coffin, and then countless ghost generals rushed towards me.

It seems that he has figured out something!

A sad song came from the team behind, with heartbreaking sounds and heart-shaking sounds. I heard the hairs standing up, and the urination that I had been holding it for a long time almost broke down.

"Hmph, I thought I was exhausted and wanted to deal with my grandson. Go dream!" Grandma shouted softly, and the entire coffin trembled. The ghost general who rushed in front of me disappeared. The scene was terrifying and had never been seen.

Taking advantage of my grandmother's last strength to help me escape, I took back Jiang Han, pulled out the Five Ghosts to move the mountain, jumped up, and a typhoon broke out in an instant, and ran without a trace.

The Five Ghosts have been upgraded and their speed is already unusual now. As soon as I turned around, I saw that the coffin turned into a small red dot.

I guess it would be easy to catch up with me, but I was still scared. Looking at the red clouds in the dark, my whole body trembled. My grandmother might be melting the blood cloud coffin into part of the coffin. What will happen next time I see her...

Taking the Blood Cloud Coffin means death, but I still hope that my strong grandmother can escape this disaster, at least before I find a way to deal with it.

I don’t know how long I had escaped, but I rushed out of the Life Gate of the Blood Cloud Formation and looked at the Death Town with mixed feelings, but now is not the time for me to feel sad, so I started to escape to Xiaoyitun.

After this blood sacrifice, the ghosts and ghosts along the way could not even see the shadows. Yinfeng Town really became a dead town, and the city gods of several counties might have become food for the Blood Cloud Coffin.

Before, I thought that Zhou Shan could not be so kind, and even brought his own tribute to everyone to upgrade. As expected, I invited you to the trap, and a group of ghost generals were building their own graves.

But my grandmother's story is well told. As long as I look for it according to the pattern, I will eventually find some clues. Maybe I ask Wang Yuanyi, this guy is from the official system and may know something, or go to the Zhou family to find Zhou Shan. After following the clues, I will definitely be able to rescue my grandmother next time. Even if my grandmother is dead, I will let her rest in peace.

Otherwise, what would it be like to carry a dozen ghost kings around Yinfeng Town without any trouble? And the people who made the Blood Cloud Coffin are not just for fun, right? Moreover, Yinfeng Town has become a dead town, where does the black hand behind the scene want to carry the coffin? Female Liver Pool Number.

The conspiracy is like a fog, and I feel like I am blindfolded. I hope my grandmother can guide me a path.

"Master, where are we going this trip?"

Just as I was thinking about something, a voice scared me and looked up and it turned out that it was the leader of Wugui Moving Mountain asking me.

Things happened during this period, and I had never relaxed at all, so I remembered to see the life cards of these five ghosts.

There are five names written on it, the leader is Chen Shanyun, and the last four names will be perfect. It is probably a girl from the family. When she was born, she asked her master to give her a good name. All of them are surnamed Chen, and her name is Meilan Zhuju.

"Go to Xiaoyitun." I answered Chen Shanyun. She was not old and didn't know how to die. Unless she said it myself, I wouldn't ask, and it was taboo.

"Yes, master." After hearing this, Chen Shanyun pointed to Xiaoyitun's direction, and the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums also ran.

It is worthy of being a errand. In just a short while, I arrived at the barrier monument that was standing before the grandmother outside Xiaoyitun. Chen Shanyun recognized the road and ran to Xiaoyi Village along the path of the boundary monument.

"Summer day!"

After a while, I heard the call of an acquaintance, but who dared to call me Lao Mo Xia like that? I was not old and I was rude!
Chapter completed!