"San Young Master, this guy won't just die like this, right?"

Ling Luoyu glanced at Zhao Sheng sideways: "How could a person like him who cherishes his life, give up his life in vain?"

If he was a person who was not afraid of life and death, he would not have been timid and begged for mercy to them just now.

Such people are hard on the outside but soft on the inside, bullying the soft on the inside, and are afraid of the strong on the other hand.

Once life and death are involved, then life is absolutely the best, and everything else can be negotiated!

"Xuwu, have you seen any tricks?" Ling Luoyu knocked on the ghost coffin: "If you can't see anything anymore, that guy Liao Ao will really die!"

"Master, even if he hangs, I can't do anything... As the saying goes, a good wife can't cook without rice. I don't have a key, what else can I do?"

Isn't this obviously difficult?

Even if Liao Ao died ten or eight times, he had no choice but to do so!

"Or..." His eyebrows were slightly sunk, and he looked at Liao Ao thoughtfully: "Master, isn't this guy immortal? We put him in our special space to relieve his poisonous hair. When we have the chance to get the Muxin Bracelet in the future, we will use the ghost coffin for him. If there is really no... it is his fate and has nothing to do with us!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were sunken.

This is the only feasible way at the moment!

"But the special space only delays his poisonous attack time and cannot repair his body... How long do you think he can last?"

"Master, it's his life for how long it takes. We have tried our best. What else can we do?"

“…”

yes!

What else can I do!?

"Nothing, send him away!"

At this time, Liao Ao seemed to be in a coma.

When I was picked up by nothingness, I could only instinctively tremble my eyelashes.

"Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin was thrusting at the magic mirror with fun.

"I feel like this guy can't stand it anymore..."

Zhao Sheng is indeed a little unable to bear it!

In front of him were invisible partitions, and behind him were those ghostly slap puppets.

When I started to control them, I didn’t feel anything!

But in this environment, when I see them again, I feel a sense of despair of falling into hell.

Aside him, there seems to be no second life beside him.

Especially after seeing those hideous faces, inexplicable fear spread in his heart.

"No... someone comes... someone comes..."

He hit the barrier hard, knowing that he could not break it, but he could only instinctively fight and resist.

"Let me out, I'm going out...I'm going out..."

The roar of despair was like a pair of hands, tearing his throat and sobbing.

"Hello……"

The long-lost voice sounded behind Zhao Sheng.

His voice and movements were obviously paused, and he turned slowly in disbelief.

When I saw Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu, I fell to the ground like a collapse: "Where are you going..."

Feng Chenglin sweated all over his forehead: "..."

Where did they go, do you have a half-dollar relationship?

I don’t know, but I thought they were friends for many years!

With a bad smile, he stepped forward: "It doesn't matter where we go. What you need to care about now is where you will go!"

Zhao Sheng's face changed: "You...what do you mean?"

"What does it mean? It means... we are leaving, but we don't plan to take you away!" Feng Chenglin pointed to the stern puppet behind him, and his eyes locked in Zhao Sheng's desperate face.
Chapter completed!