[MTL, BL] Fall In Love with The Sickly BOSS in The Fear Tour

Chapter 98 The Lord God with Special Hobbies

"Senior Brother Chai, let's go quickly." Someone saw Chai Xinghui standing there dazedly, went up to pull him, and at the

same time muttered sarcastically, "What kind of hero is he, he doesn't even know how much he weighs. Well, no matter how talented you are, aren't you the one who eats the inside and the outside, and rushes to die?"

"What kind of thing are you, criticizing others?" Chai Xinghui waved the man's hand away, his expression was cold, and there was a rare lofty look in his eyes: " Don't lose the cultivator's face."

After putting down these words lightly, Chai Xinghui left the place with a dignified expression, and he wanted to immediately tell the ancestors what happened here.

The man froze in place, watching Chai Xinghui leave, until the arm that Chai Xinghui vigorously threw away felt a faint pain, and then reminded him to return to his soul, and spit in a small voice after realizing it: "I don't know why, it's not because of my own birth. Good."

Yuan Han'an inside, because of the use of karma fire, black lines appeared all over his body, showing that his handsome appearance was very evil in an instant.

The Shisha Karma Fire wrapped around him is known to burn the filth of the world and devour evil spirits.

However, the Karma Fire relies on Yuan Han'an's body to appear, and when the energy is exhausted, and then forced out, it will directly burn the soul.

After the miasma was swallowed by the karmic fire, they no longer rushed towards Yuan Hanan as if they were conscious, and the rest of the miasma quietly shrank in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to erupt.

There was a rare moment of respite, but Yuan Hanan would not relax his guard.

Originally, I was wary of whether other organs would appear, but until I stood in front of the inner door, there was no change.

Yuan Hanan squinted his eyes and waved an aura towards the tomb door.

Strangely, the tomb door opened slowly.

Entering the eye is the spacious main tomb, which is randomly scattered with gold and silver jewelry, which can be described as a real gold and silver mountain.

There were no lights around, but the entire tomb was as bright as day and magnificent.

There is a tall platform in the center. Looking up along the luxurious lines carved on the platform, it is a single-sized golden silk nanmu coffin.

On the lid of the coffin was written incomprehensible text in cinnabar. If Yuan Hanan could understand it, then he would not act like he is now.

Yuan Hanan walked to the coffin, held Sanskrit in his right hand and raised it slightly, and tentatively slowly covered the coffin lid with his left hand. Suddenly, he felt a little sticky under his hands, so he picked it up and took a look.

He was surprised to find that it was actually bright red cinnabar. Something flashed in his mind between the electric light and flint, and his pale eyes suddenly tightened. He had already seen that after he touched it, the blood-red words on the coffin lid began to blur one after another.

The coffin lid also made a huge vibration at this time, and under Yuan Han'an's tense gaze, it slowly opened downwards.

empty!

Looking at the man's strange face, Fang Xi hid in the corner and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Although he immediately covered his mouth tightly, he was still found.