"I have to take you away."

Mr. Lang sighed, and a little under his feet, and he flew out. On the water, he walked onto the flat ground, and went directly to the copper coffin.

He looked down at the person inside with a gentle look, "Don't be afraid, we will meet soon."

In the distance, footsteps were already heard.

Mr. Lang looked back and could vaguely see the figures of several people in Jiangning.

He didn't plan to fight Jiang Ning head-on, and it was not yet time yet.

He reached out and picked up the man in the copper coffin. His figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Crazy-

As soon as Mr. Lang left the water surface, the copper coffin seemed to have lost its bearing power and fell down instantly, falling heavily under the water, splashing huge splashes.

The lake water surged and rolled away, rushing toward the shore.

Jiangning and several people ran over, but it was too late.

"He ran away."

Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes. Mr. Lang just now was holding someone in his hand?

They all saw the copper coffin, and saw the copper coffin fall into the bottom of the lake. Such a strange scene surprised them.

"Is this Mr. Lang's hiding place?"

Yanagawadao looked around and there was nothing else except that simple thatched hut.

What kind of life can a person live in such a place?

"He should be guarding something."

Elder Tingfeng walked to the lakeside, reached out to touch the lake water, "It's hot."

The lake water is actually hot?

Elder Tingfeng and Yanagawa Dao looked at each other and saw shock from each other's eyes.

Where is this? It's so weird?

Mr. Lang tried his best to block the gray mist and prevented anyone from coming in. What is the reason?

It seems that this is the biggest fog, which makes people unable to see it clearly.

The two of them turned to look at Jiangning at the same time, but Jiangning did not speak.

He walked straight to the thatched hut and gently pushed open the door. It was very simple inside. There was nothing except a simple bed and a table.

Even if you are an ascetic monk, you may have lived like this.

He walked to the table and looked at the mirror, with no expression on his face.

In the mirror, Jiang Ning's face is reflected.

This kind of bronze mirror is not that clear, and I can only see my blurry self. When Jiang Ning saw a drawer, he stretched out his hand to pull it open, and there were a bunch of human skin masks inside.

His face changed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Yanagawadao, who followed in, couldn't help but ask when he saw Jiang Ning changing his face.

"It's all human skin masks."

Jiang Ning's voice was full of anger, "It was taken from human faces!"

Upon hearing this, Yanagawa Dao and Elder Tingfeng couldn't help but shake their bodies, the face of living people?

Mr. Lang is crazy!

He is too cruel, and he actually cut off these human skins from the face of living people and used them for his disguise?

"I'm afraid this is the face of those disciples of the sects,"

Jiang Ning took a deep breath, "This bastard is so cruel!"

When a person still has a breath, he will peel off the human skin. How painful and cruel is it?

"What the hell does he want to do?"

Elder Tingfeng asked.

His voice was a little trembling, more angry.

Until now, he didn't know what Mr. Lang wanted to do or what purpose he had.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "I don't know."

He didn't know, nor did he know what Mr. Lang wanted to do.

Who is in that copper coffin?

Everything is like a mystery.

"If you want to know, I'm afraid you can only wait for Mr. Lang to take action again,"

Yanagawada frowned, "But every time he takes action, it makes people frightened."

"So, we may have to prepare for it first."

Jiangning Road.
Chapter completed!