Go crazy! You Call This An Assistant?

Facing Chu Huan's abrupt question, Fu Wenbo was stunned and then puzzled: "What flip and slide?"

Hearing this, Chu Huan responded, "A coffin!"

But after speaking, Chu Huan thought that this might explain the space hole.

He immediately shook his head and said in a low voice, "Forget it, you'll know when the Soul Skill is used!"

Saying that, Chu Huan raised his hand and grabbed the "suona" instrument soul in front of him and played it quickly for more than ten seconds.

"This kid, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing Chu Huan's actions, Fu Wenbo was even more puzzled.

Soon, under the personal play of Chu Huan, some of the hundreds of black notes quickly separated into a coffin-carrying gang carrying a coffin alone.

"I go!"

Looking at the coffin-carrying gangs around Fu Wenbo shaking the coffin in the room, Lu Zhongming's eyes widened.

And when his eyes moved to the huge box carried by the coffin-carrying gang, Lu Zhongming's body trembled in shock when he thought of the word "coffin" mentioned in the conversation between Chu Huan and Fu Wenbo. trembling.

"This person's tool soul skill turned out to be summoned from a coffin, what kind of ghost tool soul skill is this?"

It's not the first time that Fu Wenbo on the side has seen it, so naturally it's impossible to be like Lu Zhongming is now.

It is a shocking picture of Mount Tai collapsing in front of it without changing its color.

Just thinking that when he had to lie down in this coffin, Fu Wenbo's mouth twitched slightly again.

However, when he glanced at the numerous black notes surrounding Chu Huan, Fu Wenbo raised his brows lightly.

"This kid's tool soul skills are a bit different from before! Could it be that the last time was not the final effect of this kid's tool soul skills?"

Among the Awakeners, except for the healing-type Awakener or some special types of Awakeners, whether it is a combat-type, an auxiliary-type, or even a summon-type Awakener's Soul Skill, it is impossible to immediately fully grasp their own skills after awakening. Tool Soul Skills.

Some may take time to become familiar with, while others require a lot of practice to achieve full mastery.

Originally, when Chu Huan was tested in the Awakened Association last time, Chu Huan summoned three coffin-carrying gangs at one time, and Fu Wenbo thought that Chu Huan's weapon soul skill had the same effect.

But now it looks like it's more than that.

Therefore, Fu Wenbo also had a bit of interest in his heart.

In the passage of time, under Chu Huan's deliberate control to cancel the ecstasy effect attached to the "Carrying the Coffin", Fu Wenbo did not see the fascinated grin from Brother Hei this time. Soul effect.

Soon, as the sound echoed, the black notes around Chu Huan quickly condensed into eight coffins suspended on Chu Huan's head and rotated against the ceiling.

The coffin-carrying gang stopped five meters away from Fu Wenbo and swayed, and the coffin on the shoulders of the coffin-carrying gang suddenly floated up.

Under the thoughts of Chu Huan. Eight of the nine coffins in the air then overlapped two layers in the shape of a "well".

The other coffin that was left was randomly placed beside him.

"Well! How come the number of coffins has reached nine but those phantoms are less?"

Taking this scene into his eyes, a hint of doubt appeared in Fu Wenbo's eyes.

But before Fu Wenbo could think about it, in the sight of the eight coffins that overlapped, the coffin lids slid backward like an old-fashioned slide phone.

At the same time, the coffin lid of the other coffin next to it was turned up like this, and the coffin lid that was turned over was still suspended beside the coffin.

After all the nine coffins were opened, Chu Huan released his suona and signaled, "Here, flip and slide, see which one you like!"

Zhong Luming: "..."

Fu Wenbo: "........"

Looking at the situation of the nine coffins at the moment, not to mention Lu Zhongming, even Fu Wenbo stared.

Looking at the nine coffins in the field, Fu Wenbo couldn't help thinking of the question of Chu Huan just now.

When Chu Huan explained before, the literal meaning of Chu Huan is not difficult to understand.

But the problem is that as long as a brain circuit is normal, what you think of when you hear "slide" and "flip" is basically a mobile phone.

It is absolutely impossible to connect these two with the coffin.

Therefore, Fu Wenbo was shocked after seeing with his own eyes how the nine coffins were opened.

"Slide lid, flip lid, co-authoring this f*ck refers to the coffin lid?"

After understanding what Chu Huan let him choose before, Fu Wenbo exploded on the spot.

"f*ck, boy, what the hell are you? No matter what you don't play, you don't feel good, do you?"

The tool soul skill is to summon a coffin, and Fu Wenbo endured it.

If you are summoned, you will have to be carried by a few black shadows to dance, so that's fine.

But now, it's just a coffin, you have even come up with a sliding lid and a flip lid!

This f*ck is something that people can do?

Hearing Fu Wenbo's words, Chu Huan was not happy.

"Hey! Teacher Fu, you don't know what's wrong! I think it's convenient for you to ask you when you lie down in a while."

Fu Wenbo rolled his eyes and said, "'. You might as well not ask, just let me lie down and forget it!"

After pouting his lips in disgust, Chu Huan pointed and said, "Nine coffins, if you don't like it enough, I'll get more for you, enough!"

Fu Wenbo: "........"

You listen, do people say anything?

Hearing Chu Huan's words, Fu Wenbo couldn't help clenching his fists.

After glaring at Chu Huan, Fu Wenbo took a deep breath and walked towards the coffin in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's an antique, and it actually likes flipping!"

Looking at Fu Wenbo's choice, Chu Huan murmured softly.

Hearing the sound in his ears, Fu Wenbo paused in footsteps, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning.

"This kid is really cheap!"

Inexplicably, Fu Wenbo felt a little pain in his liver again.

But when Fu Wenbo stepped into the coffin, his heart couldn't help but get nervous.

After all, Fu Wenbo had seen something like a coffin from a distance when he passed by some coffin shops before, but he didn't observe it up close, let alone lying in a cabinet.

The first time, it was inevitable to be nervous.

"Boy, I really won't have a problem with this!" After sitting in the middle of the coffin, Fu Wenbo asked nervously.

Chu Huan said casually, "Don't worry! You can't die, remember not to resist and don't use your soul power later, or you'll be lying in vain!"

With that said, a thought fell in Chu Huan's mind.

Immediately, the lid of the coffin, which had been flipped open and suspended beside it, was suddenly closed with a 180-degree rotation.

"Fuck!"

Looking at the coffin lid that was suddenly closed, Fu Wenbo exclaimed and hurriedly lay down.

It was also after the lid of the coffin was closed, with the sudden increase in the volume of the sound of the "suona" instrument soul in front of Chu Huan, and in Zhong Luming's line of sight, the five black shadows that had been standing there before were slowly shaking. Like a teleport, he appeared beside the coffin containing Fu Wenbo. .