That's right!

In the coffin, it is not a dead corpse, but a living person!

Not only Zhong Beihai and others were shocked, but even Han Sanqian saw it, at this time, it was almost shocked.

The bride in the sedan is a dead body. This is enough to seep, but a living person appears in the coffin. Why is this?!

One joy and one mourning, but the opposite of each other, this is not a simple strangeness to describe it. To be precise, the abnormalities are scary.

"call!"

Suddenly, at this moment, the suona was suddenly, and the two sides were together. The high -pitched sound was extremely sharp.

Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears uncomfortably!

But in an instant, the sound of the high -pitched suona suddenly turned to a relatively gentle rhythm, and then the crowd let go of it.

"What about the corpse?" The sword twelve rushed back, but she didn't see the bride lying on the ground in front of her. She looked around for a while.

The twelve of the knife is so, even more like Ningyue and Wang Simin, because obviously the two are closer to the corpse.

But almost the moment when I just covered my ears, the corpse in front of me was disappeared. How can this make people feel terrifying and panic?!

Han Sanqian also found that the corpse on the ground was gone, and suddenly looking back, it was suddenly wrong.

On the thick black coffin, the bride's legs fork are on top, with a red hijab and a red phoenix coat, and the black wood grid with the coffin is not entered, which is daunting.

Mo Yang wanted to chase on the spot, but at this time, as the bride sat on the coffin, the two funeral teams also suddenly became a team, between red and black, and the two teams were cited.

Walking all the way, walking slowly towards the village.

"Damn, see the ghosts? Fuck!" The Dao Twelve stood up from the ground, looking at the funeral team that was getting away, the sword twelve couldn't help but spit, and depressed.

Han Sanqian and others also merged, and murmured looking at the gang's far -reaching team.

"Funeral joy has always been taboo. It is the so -called joy without mourning, and the mourning is not happy.

"Not only did the funeral in front and back, but the weird thing is that the two teams in the funeral finally gathered together."

"This is simply creepy."

"Yeah, the people in the coffin, the bride in the bride's sedan is dead, the joy is funeral, and the widow is a happy song. This can no longer be expressed in Zhengcai's words.

It is not normal to say that these people are simply! "

At this time, everyone kept saying one by one!

At this point, Han Sanqian also didn't understand. As each of them said, the gift of this funeral was really strange, and it even made people feel that.

"Three thousand, the village hasn't entered yet, so it's just a weird panic. The Silong is right. This place is really strange."

"Yeah, do we really want to go in? And, do we still have to live?"

Next, Mo Yang and others asked softly.

They are not afraid, but they are not familiar with people outside, so weird, so they have to be careful.

Han Sanqian frowned and thoughtful. Obviously, he was seriously considering all the advantages and disadvantages for a while.

However, almost when Han Sanqian thought, in the village, he suddenly sang and danced high, and he could hear people's laughter.

But just now, the village was obviously very quiet. How could it completely change in a moment?

Obviously, not only Han Sanqian heard it, but everyone at the scene also heard it, and everyone suddenly showed panic on their faces.

Afterwards, after looking at each other, Dao Twelve stepped forward in front of Han Sanqian and said softly: "Damn, Sanqian, are we walking into hell?"

"This is a village with no village in front and no store in the back. It appears out of nowhere. This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Dao Twelve's words are not unreasonable, but there is one point that Han Sanqian disagrees with: "Although the sun is about to set, has it completely set?"

"No!"
Chapter completed!