"That can only be so!"
Zhao Yun's mind changed and he immediately thought of a way.
When the next evil spirit was trapped in the coffin, his body rushed out of the cauldron like lightning. Then he hit the golden coffin with the spear in his hand, and the majestic force emerged, and he immediately pushed the golden coffin open a little.
"It really works!"
Zhao Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly felt a cold and cold feeling coming from the silver gun in his hand, which almost froze his hand completely.
He hurriedly dodged and fell into the tripod. Then he let go of the spear and circulated his true energy to drive away the coldness in his right hand.
Once again waiting for an opportunity, Zhao Yun landed next to the golden coffin like lightning and shouted: "Get up!"
The silver spear in his hand shot out like a dragon, and struck the middle of the golden coffin. A huge force poured into the golden coffin, and the golden coffin flew dozens of feet away.
"It really works!"
Zhao Yun was overjoyed and hid in the Gangding before the evil spirit could be spurted out.
Then he followed the gourd's pattern, and with a few more shots, he took the golden coffin out of the cave and fell into the corridor.
Strangely enough, as soon as it left the cave, the golden coffin immediately lost its ability to emit evil energy.
Zhao Yun didn't think much about it. He just thought it was the natural evil energy formed here. The true energy flowed to protect his shoulders. Then he bent down slightly and put the golden coffin on his shoulders, and soon appeared at the entrance of the cave where the corpse was hidden.
...
Outside the cave where the corpse was hidden, the woman in red wiped a wisp of bright red blood from the corner of her mouth and leaned boredly outside the cave, waiting for Zhao Yun to return.
She had just gone outside and sucked all the disciples of the Evil Corpse Sect who were killed by Zhao Yun into mummies.
If it weren't for the restrictions at the entrance of the corpse cave to restrain people with evil spirits in their bodies, she would have gone in by herself.
After three breaths, her ears twitched slightly, as if she heard the movement in the corpse cave, and she quickly sat up straight.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yun appeared at the entrance of the corpse cave carrying a huge golden coffin.
"You're back......"
When the woman in red saw the giant golden coffin on Zhao Yun's shoulder, a hint of surprise appeared in the corners of her eyes, and she quickly stood up and walked over to meet it.
"Um......"
Zhao Yun agreed softly, walked out of the corpse cave, and threw the coffin on the ground with a "Winter" sound, making a deep pit in the ground.
Seeing this, the woman in red hurriedly walked closer. Just as she was about to open the golden coffin, a silver gun pressed heavily on the coffin lid.
The woman in red looked up and met Zhao Yun's confused eyes.
"Jingle, is this what you are looking for so hard?"
Zhao Yun asked with burning eyes.
The woman in red smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes!"
"The inside of this golden coffin doesn't seem to be that simple."
"What's inside?"
"Also, what does your lost memory have to do with this golden coffin?"
Zhao Yun frowned and asked all the questions in his heart at once.
"I don't know, I just feel that there is something very important to me in this golden coffin!"
The woman in red slowly stood up from the ground and walked to Zhao Yun, smiling brightly.
Zhao Yun's eyes blurred for a while, as if he vaguely saw the weak woman from back then.
"Jingle, what have you experienced in these years?"
Zhao Yun was silent for a moment and asked again.
"Zhao Lang, I have forgotten what I have experienced in these years. Perhaps only by opening this golden coffin can the mystery be revealed."
The woman in red slowly approached Zhao Yun, half leaning in Zhao Yun's arms, looking at Zhao Yun lovingly with eyes as bright as starlight.
With the soft fragrance in his arms, Zhao Yun's eyes were lost for a while, but then his expression changed drastically, he gently pushed the woman in red away and said, "Who are you!"
"You are not Jingle, Jingle would not be so frivolous!"
As he spoke, the spear in his hand was raised with a "whoosh" sound, the tip of the spear trembled slightly, and pointed at the towering chest of the woman in red.
The Hongxi woman frowned slightly, then smiled and said with a crisp laugh: "Zhao Lang, how could I not be Jingle?"
"Do you still remember this lotus..."
The woman in red rolled up her sleeves, revealing a bloody lotus on her wrist.
Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment. Very few people knew about the bloody lotus birthmark on Jingle's wrist, so it couldn't be faked.
"But......"
Immediately, Zhao Yun suddenly reacted: "Don't you have lost your memory?"
"How do you know that I know you have this bloody lotus flower on your body?"
"well......"
The woman in red's face froze, and she slowly walked about three feet away from Zhao Yun. Then she sighed quietly, and her voice suddenly turned into a hoarse male voice: "I wanted to spare your life and follow me. , now it seems that I can’t keep it!”
Hearing this male voice, Zhao Yun showed an incredible expression on his face. He seemed to be unable to hold the silver gun in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "You are... you are..."
"Peng!"
Before Zhao Yun could say anything, the woman in red raised her soft, boneless hand, seemingly slowly but quickly, and pressed it hard on Zhao Yu's chest. With a loud noise, Zhao Yun's whole body fell backwards. Fly away.
"Boom!"
Zhao Yun was blasted into the corpse cave. The powerful force caused his body to pass through the long corridor, smash through countless boulders, and was directly buried in the corpse cave by countless rocks.
The woman in red didn't even look at Zhao Yun. With her current strength, Zhao Yun couldn't resist her full blow.
It's better to die, because the existence inside is more convenient to take away.
If he was not dead, for that being, seizing Zhao Yun's body would be just a piece of cake.
With her red gauze dancing lightly, she had already lifted the huge coffin lid on the golden coffin, revealing a green-faced, fanged monster with a human head and a mutton-body body.
The lid of the coffin was lifted, and the monster seemed to be showing signs of waking up. Its eyelids kept beating, as if it might wake up at any time.
"Sure enough, it's you, the ancient god, who wins the hook!"
The woman in red seemed to be very familiar with the origin of this monster, and there was a greedy look in her eyes.
She had known for a long time that there was an ancient zombie king hidden in the corpse cave of the Evil Corpse Gate.
Just a trace of evil spirit leaked out is enough to make the Evil Corpse Sect become the largest sect in southern Xinjiang.
According to the legend, Yinggou was defeated and seriously injured in the battle, and died without a trace. He came to this dark abyss and fell asleep to heal his injuries.
The woman in red looked at it for a moment, and saw that Ying Gou was about to wake up. She no longer hesitated, opened her small mouth, and placed two sharp fangs on Ying Gou's neck.
As her lips twitched, the evil spirit and blood visible to the naked eye continued to pass through her throat and enter her body.
Although Ying Gou was not fully awake yet, he seemed to feel that he was being seriously threatened. He raised his arms, and on his fingers, sharp black nails were thrust into the woman in red.
The woman in red seemed to be caught up in the joy of blood-sucking, unable to dodge at all.
With a "puff" sound, Ying Gou's sharp nails penetrated deeply into her delicate body.
Then the woman in red remained unmoved and kept sucking at the corner of her mouth, extracting the surging essence, blood and evil energy from Ying Gou's body.
In the blink of an eye, Ying Gou's bulging body just a moment ago shriveled up in just a few breaths.
One third of the essence and blood in his body has been swallowed up by the woman in red.
"Roar!"
When his life was on the verge of death, Yinggou finally woke up, opened his eyes, and let out an earth-shattering roar. He pulled out his hands from the red-clothed woman's delicate body, pointed them like a knife again, and stabbed the red-clothed woman's head fiercely. go.
"Noisy!"
The woman in red snorted coldly, and gently moved her soft and boneless hands, suppressing Ying Gou's strong and powerful hands in mid-air.
Her whole delicate body lay directly on Ying Gou, still sucking the evil spirit and blood essence in his body.
"Who are you?"
Yinggou looked horrified. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a powerful opponent just after he woke up.
Although his injuries have not healed, he is not an ordinary monk who can suppress himself with his physical body.
