"So that's what 'almost' means?" Yin Nian also finished the explanation from the depths of the sacrifice.

"Then why didn't these people react at all?" Yin Nian was amazed, "It looked like he was dead."

"There is no difference from dying. In fact, there is no difference. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. There are thousands of roads in the world, and it doesn't mean that those who cannot get the inheritance must not become true gods."

"Here, for example, that's who is it. He didn't want to pass on the inheritance at that time..." The cat god's voice was low, only he could hear it.

Yin Nian was attracted by something else beside him.

Turning his head and walking over, "What are those?"

Yin Nian pointed to a pile of coffins that were either covered or empty.

Each coffin is different.

Some coffins are painted into delicate girlish pink, some are pitch black, and some are extremely complex, carving dragons and painting phoenixes.

"Are these?" The Cat ancestor was excited again, "Everyone who is qualified to be allowed to come in and be tested must prepare a coffin for themselves first. This is the old rule. After all, not many people go out alive, and those who are almost done. If they last for a long time, they will easily get crazy. If they are completely crazy, they will be killed by the teachers and sent directly into the coffin."

"Come on."

The Cat ancestor enthusiastically asked Yin Nian to walk to the girl's pink coffin that he had seen at first sight, "This is the coffin I made when I came in before."

"You don't have to do it yourself now!"

The Cat ancestor looked proud and wanted to run out and pat the coffin by himself, "I'm the decision, you can use this!"

"You don't have to do it again, this is for you!"

Yin Nian: "..." It's bad luck!

She was about to roll her eyes.

When his eyes turned, he fell on an extremely huge black coffin next to him, occupying almost three places as big as a coffin in someone's house, and there was no pattern on the black coffin.

But Yin Nian touched the texture of the coffin.

It is warm and not cold.

It looks generous and looks very good.

Yin Nian's eyes were deep.

...

Yuan Xinzai was almost crazy at this moment.

At the end, he could only hear the sound of Yin Nian's words from the spirit of the secret realm.

But no matter how much spiritual power he injected later, the spirit of the secret realm did not answer a word from him.

All of them made Yuan Xinsui wonder if he was deliberately lying to his spiritual power.

If the spirit of the secret realm knew that it would definitely be accused of wrongdoing. The previous bombing made the spirit of the secret realm faint temporarily. Yin Nian suffered mental power, and Yin Nian was used to it and he was not used to it!

After finally getting better, he followed Yin Nian into the skeleton's nest.

That place!

There was no sound at all, and all the spiritual power and mental power were separated inside. What answer did he use to answer Yuan Xinzai?

In the end, what he shouted was another worrying thing.

If it weren't for the last little mental power to share the slightest sense that Yuan Xinrui was sure that Yin Nian was at least not dead, he would probably go crazy on the spot.

But not dead does not mean that you are not injured.

The spirit of the secret realm would shout out such a thing, which must be a very dangerous moment.

Yuan Xin's broken bones were all cold. The sun was clearly on him, but it was like layers of frost and snow.

The pupils surrounding the broken ice were unknown, and they lowered their heads and trembled violently at the moment.

Those outside don’t know that they are worried about being about to come out of their hearts.

When the Scorpion Goddess saw her life lamp, it didn't extinguish much.

He also talked to him in a very good mood, "Hey, Yuan Xinli, among us, you are younger and have good talent, and you are the only one who enters the sacrifice land."

Not all of them who are in charge of the four districts have entered the sacrificial ground.

But it is not just a chance to sacrifice the land.

Like the head of the Mu family, the head of Feng family, they are actually quite old. When they know that the sacrifices can be inherited, they have become god kings and are not qualified to enter.

Only Yuan Xinsui was a god general at that time, so he went in directly.

The Scorpion Goddess raised his eyebrows and chuckled, trying to pass the boring day and said, "Why don't you tell us what's going on?"

“Is it more dangerous?”

"How many people do you think today can get the inheritance?"

"Which area can live the most people?"

"I heard that every one of you who comes in has to make a coffin for yourself, right? With such a strange rule, what coffin did you make at that time?"

The Scorpion Goddess wrapped her fingers around her hair, and the noise was terrifying, which made Yuan Xincai even more irritable but not at all.

The countless treasures that Yuan Xinsui sent before gave her, which gave her the illusion that the East District wanted to form an alliance with her in the South District. A relaxed heart was not as alert as before.

It was not until she wanted to ask a few questions and smiled inadvertently to face Yuan Xinsai's eyes that it came to an abrupt end.

Yuan Xin's expression was so terrible, as if he was stepping on the center of the dark vortex, causing his anger to be twisted in little by little.

"Don't call my name casually."

Every word he had a knife inserted, and his mouth opened and closed and his skin hurt.

"What do you think you are a person and deserve to talk to me?"

The Scorpion Goddess was stunned at first, and then his face became gloomy and visible to the naked eye.

...

"Ah~Basi~" Yin Nian, who had been lying and rolling three times, sighed comfortably, "I don't know which coffin is made by someone. It's so comfortable to lie down!"

The tips of the cat's tails stood up.

Just now.

Yin Nianchou rejected her pink coffin, but could not withstand the temptation. He first reached into one of her claws, then half of his body penetrated, and finally got into the empty black coffin.

Yin Nian sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It's so big, so wide, so fragrant."

"Didn't you say it's unlucky? Don't you think I'll curse you!" The Cat ancestor kept grinding his claws, roaring, "Why isn't it unlucky to face this black coffin?"

Yin Nian held the coffin that was warm with tentacles and said honestly: "I can swim in this decorate water, can you?"

Cat ancestor: "..."

Yin Nian pressed her face against the wood, warming her heart all the way.

"The person who made this coffin is such a good person~"

"Great charity!"

Dongdongdongdongdong.

A knock on the door suddenly came from outside.

Yin Nian instantly sat up from the coffin. She turned her head and found that there were some "negative" that also bounced up. They sat up together, opened their eyes together, and looked at a certain place in the sky.

The space at that place was twisted.

It turned into a door, through which she clearly saw two big faces outside.

"Mu Yang? Feng Qing?" Yin Nian said in surprise.

The two grandsons knelt down with a pounce in front of the door.

Just facing Yin Nian, Bangbang had three sounds.

Neither dared to look up and said respectfully: "Mu family Mu Yang, Feng family Feng Qing, come here to ask for a grace of the gods."

The voice also came from the original form.

Yin Nian subconsciously looked at the skeletons who were piled with bones.

Who would have thought they were also looking at Yin Nian?

They seem to be puzzled.

"Someone is here."

"Disciple, go and pick up the guests."

Yin Nian: "!!!"

ha!

There is such a good thing in this world?

Two turtle grandson.
Chapter completed!