"Ah, Lord Mubai is here." Aragorn exclaimed and saw Mubai's figure from a distance.
Everyone turned to look towards the end of the street and couldn't help but be startled. For a moment they couldn't see clearly what Mu Bai was carrying on his shoulders.
"That...that seems to be a coffin." Han Yan has better eyesight and said with a surprised look on his face.
"Coffin?" After hearing this, everyone gradually saw clearly the ice coffin carried on Mubai's shoulders, and were greatly shocked.
Jian Wuhui frowned and said in a weak voice: "Why did he buy a coffin?"
Danny and Huolang looked at Jian Wuhui with strange expressions, it seemed that he must have something to do with it.
Soon, Mu Bai had already walked in front of everyone.
"Bang!" There was a sound, and the ground shook slightly.
Mu Bai put the coffin on his shoulder upside down on the ground, stared at Jian Wuhui coldly, and said: "Open it."
Han Yan's body trembled slightly and she lost her voice: "Mubai... what on earth are you going to do?"
Aragorn, Gomeron, Eli and others were also shocked by Mubai's crazy behavior.
Jian Wuhui didn't speak, nodded slightly, walked to the ice coffin, pushed the lid of the coffin with a single palm of his right hand, and a cold white mist suddenly floated out, slowly pushing the lid of the ice coffin half open.
After doing all this, Jian Wuhui seemed to be exhausted, his whole body was wet with sweat, he was breathing heavily, and more blood overflowed from the wound.
Mubai raised his right hand slightly, pointed at the inside of the opened ice coffin, and shot out a ray of silver light. In a blink of an eye, he saw two more things inside, a black robe stained red with blood, and a sharp weapon.
Death's Scythe.
"Cover it." Mu Bai spit out two words.
Jian Wuhui was surprised for a moment, gritted his teeth, and with luck again, pressed down on the pushed coffin lid, slowly pulled it down, and closed it again.
Mu Bai's eyes followed the slowly closed coffin lid, gradually revealing a bit of grief and anger. He clenched his fists, his nails pinched the flesh, and a large amount of bright red blood flowed instantly.
Everyone else stared at Mu Bai blankly, unable to understand what he was thinking at this moment.
Jian Wuhui raised his head and stared at Mu Bai's face. He suddenly understood what he was going to do. His expression suddenly changed and he said in shock: "Are you... are you crazy? If you challenge the four sacred towers now, you are no match at all!"