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Yu Qingming watched indifferently, and continued to walk towards the front.

Walking around like this, I finally saw that there was a tall bone pile in front of him.

From a distance, you can see that there seems to be a dark coffin on the pile of bones.

So many bones, just piled up the mountain.

How many people are going to die?

Yu Qingming looked at it, feeling very complicated.

When she reached the bottom of the white bone mountain, she stretched out her foot, stepped on the white bone, and people flew up.

In this way, she soon climbed to the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, she continued to walk forward.

The soul-attracting lamp had stopped on the black coffin of the two.

Yu Qingming took a look, and walked to the black coffin with a leap.

It was said that this soul-attracting lamp came along with Mou Chen's soul. Now that he has come here, is Mou Chen waiting in this pitch-black coffin?

However, there was an ominous premonition in her heart.

this person……

She walked closer and watched the coffin in front of her open, with a man lying inside.

His appearance is exactly that of Mou Chen.

It's just that kind of aura, it's different, even if he has his eyes closed now, he can still see the kind of breathtaking breath in him.

Looking at the soul-attracting lamp floating above, this is clearly Mou Chen's soul.

But looking at the man lying in front of him, it was clear that it was not Mou Chen.

The aura of the two is very different.

Yu Qingming looked at the man lying in front of him, wondering what he should do in his heart for a while.

She took out the Nanke Driftwood and found this wood, which was of no use to this man at all, which made her very puzzled.

Yu Qingming was in a daze, and the man in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.

He was originally a man with a very aura. At this moment, his Yajing opened, and it made people feel that her aura was so powerful.

If he is darkness, then he will swallow the world into darkness.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Qingming's wrist.

Sitting up, with dark eyes, looking at the Nanke Shenmu in Yu Qingming's hand, he took the wood from her hand and threw it away.

"you……"

Yu Qingming was dumbfounded, and watched his wood disappear like this.

"You have a great opinion!?"

He asked her aloud.

"Yes, that's me..."

"You are looking for me!"

Yuqing hadn't finished speaking, so he stopped him.

"I……"

Well, by now, Yu Qingming doesn't know if he is looking for him.

"I am the ruthless ghost, and the monk Mou Chen. Mou Chen is only my first life. You like Mou Chen, and I am Mou Chen..."

As he spoke, he patted lightly, and the coffin under him collapsed.

"..."

Hearing what he said, Yu Qingming felt relieved.

As long as he is Mou Chen.

"The king is awake!"

Mou Chen talked a little while facing below.

After leaving the pile of bones where they were standing, all the other bones knelt down.

Bowing her head to proclaim her courtiers, looking at the scene in front of her, she watched a moment of distress in her heart.

There are so many bones, densely packed, and they look really crippled.