Facing life and death today, he had no choice but to take out the ancient coffin, carry the huge green coffin, and try to smash Si Wuxie to death.

This magic weapon of unknown quality may be able to suppress Si Wuxie...

But before he could offer sacrifices to the ancient coffin, Si Wuxie danced with his sleeve and hit Nan Yangzi on the wrist.

My wrist hurt, and the ancient coffin crashed down into Ningcheng, um, right in the middle of Zhihe's room.

later...

Later, Ning Fan gently carried the girl who seemed to be sleeping in the ancient coffin to the bed.

The so-called female corpse, when her clothes were unbuttoned, her pale cheeks seemed to blush for a moment, which was a bit weird and terrifying.

"You...dare..." The female corpse seemed to be desperately trying to say this, but she couldn't open her mouth anyway.

Although she died, she was still dignified... How could she be...

Her rigor mortis breast gradually softened under Ning Fan's kneading...

There is a big battle in the sky over Ningcheng. In the paper crane room, the atmosphere is charming and strange...

The little paper crane was covered with thin paper, and she watched Brother Fan treat the female corpse... Her heart was frightened at first, and then it jumped wildly. It was so... so embarrassing... They were all dead, but Brother Fan didn't.
Chapter completed!