Chapter 142: : Grandma

The black blurred night, the boundless heavy ink smeared the sky, and even the glimmer of the stars did not leak out. The streets of the dead town were like a flat river, placed straight in the center of the abandoned houses on both sides.

Those leaves rustling due to wind and rain seem to recall the way back, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.

The red coffin is just like the one I saw in Zhou Shan's fantasy world, but it is even bigger, carried by sixteen ghost kings, step by step, as stable as Mount Tai.

Along the way, a sea of ​​blood fragrant, ghosts rushing to the cloud.

Those who carried the coffin, eight men and eight women, thirty men died, and twenty-eight women died, all of them were carefully selected by this age group. From a distance, they were a group of handsome men and women.

I will never be mistaken, that is, there are sixteen ghost kings, their eyes are pure blood, which is a symbol of ghost kings.

Thinking about it, it feels normal. Grandma's status is so extraordinary, and only the ghost king can be worthy of lifting her. I don't know where the sixteen ghost kings came from, but this lineup is still far beyond my imagination.

The sad song faintly penetrates the hearts of the people, the ghost king carrying grandma's coffin and walking across the street, even people with a little intelligence will not dare to approach!

After the coffin, a group of ghosts followed, one after another just like the funeral. These are all ghost generals. I looked from behind the coffin. The selection of these funerals is also just right. They are all close to the level of ghost kings and their age. Much younger than grandma.

Just like the funeral, they must be younger than the dead.

The ghost king carried the coffin, and the ghost would send the funeral. A horrible team of hundreds of ghosts, they carried black holy spirit banners and white holy spirit flags, swaggering across the street, throwing white paper all the way.

Boom.

Boom.

The sound of funeral drums urges ghosts to go on the road, crying, shaking the soul.

I don't know whether it was my sister-in-law who pulled the corner of my clothes or the corner of my clothes was pulled by the eyebrows. In short, I was in a trance for the first time before the battle.

"Military...Don't! Don't go! Wake up!" Seeing that I was going to the ghost king to carry the coffin, Daimei pulled me down. This is too scary. Any ghost king who carries the coffin may easily destroy us. kill.

"Daimei, you can run away first, go to Xiaoyitun, I can't go...My grandma was locked in a coffin..." I watched the team of hundreds of ghosts coming towards me with tears in my eyes, beating all over my body. Shaking, I watched my hands trembling, and the panic in my heart was overwhelming.

Zhou Shan finally completed the step of living the coffin with his own strength.

With an ancient book, he has attracted countless ghosts and generals competing for the blood cloud coffin, vying to find suitable sacrifices, and also vying to fight and fight.

It even attracted the regular army of Chenghuang from three counties to fight against the blood cloud coffin. They also used ghostly to lead the coalition into the blood cloud array, and then launched a large array at a specific time, using nearly 10,000 Yin The soldiers and ghosts sacrificed blood to the blood cloud coffin!

He has developed a strange thing that has never been seen before! In the end he disappeared by himself without a trace.

I don’t know if the Blood Cloud Coffin is an event, a scene, or a tragedy, or the same object, but the price is too terrible. These yin soldiers and ghost generals have more or less born their spiritual wisdom. It was also a kind of spiritual creature in the universe, and it turned into blood energy, and became the nourishment of the blood cloud coffin.

As for the mourners who selected suitable coffin bearers, their level has soared to the late stage, even reaching the level of the ghost king of coffin bearers.

Wang Yue said that the coffin is alive. Once the soul is shut in, the dead will run back into the coffin on their own, even if they are thousands of miles away. When the coffin is opened, it will run as far as it is. In front of you, there is no way to use it. In addition to the various abilities of the people in the coffin, it can also direct the surrounding ghosts to attack the people who are close.

I don’t know if there is any free thought, but if there is still one's own thought, then what is the person who made it doing it?

"Grandma!" I couldn't help but yelled, kneeling on the spot and seeing my relatives crossing the street. Is it filial to those who don't kneel? What's more, the grandmother who has saved my life and remade me!

She is now locked up in a blood cloud coffin, carrying a group of ghosts across the alley. Can I be sad and angry?

Even if I can't see her in the coffin, I still miss her, and even if I can't touch her cold body, I still miss her.

"Grandma! It's one day! I'm here! Come to Yingfeng Town to see you..." I don't know what to say, grandma may not hear or hear.

Daimei was so frightened that she wanted to pull me up and escape from here, but I threw her away. She wanted to use the strong, but gave me a stare.

"Go!" I shouted at her, and the coffin in front of me got closer and closer. In desperation, Mei Dai could only fly away from here.

Wei Ziling may be dead, and Zuo Chen may also be dead. Familiar faces are vividly visible. These guys have more or less intersection with me. I don't want Daimei to accompany me to death.

Boom! Boom!

The sound of funeral drums got closer and closer, I knelt by the street, watching the coffin come to my eyes, only the sadness for my loved ones was left in my eyes.

"Grandma!" I yelled again, watching the coffin without stopping, and I became a little anxious, can't the coffin see me?

The sister-in-law did not have any warning, which shows that the blood cloud coffin does not seem to be dangerous to me, but this horrible thing is not dangerous, who believes it?

Maybe Daimei stayed for a while, and it might be eaten.

The coffin continued to be lifted, and it was approaching me. The strong sense of oppression made my head lower, and I was rolling all over, just as hard to control myself as if I was in a demon barrier.

"Stop the coffin for me!" I roared!

The coffin still didn't stop, and continued to walk towards me.

I was trembling all over, my body was shaking, and I was almost crushed to the ground.

"stop……"

"stop!!"

And when I felt my spine were crushed, a faint voice came, followed by another loud and terrifying voice.

Hearing the former, tears filled my eyes, grandma! Is grandma still alive?

But the latter shocked me beyond restraint. The voice was not human at all. Who was giving the order?

"Grandma! I am one day! I know you are still alive! Grandma! Are you still alive?" I screamed and crawled toward the coffin desperately.

"You have kindness to say goodness, and there is hatred that you say hate." The horrible voice popped out of this without the slightest emotion, scaring my forehead with sweat.

"What the **** are you? You closed my grandma!" I glanced at the coffin, but couldn't find a half figure.

"If there is no more hope, the one who blocked the coffin will die!" A terrifying voice came again, and the surrounding ghosts began to turn their heads to look at me, with a weird smile on the corners of the mouth, the male ghost's fangs stretched out, and the female ghost's mouth was cracked. At the corner of the mouth, all their eyes are still angry.

My expression is stiff, and I am smiling at a group of ghosts. Isn't this too harsh?

"Dare you!" In the coffin, grandma drank, and she heard a bang in the coffin, it seemed that grandma was on fire.

When I heard it, I was so excited that my grandmother was so powerful that she could still make a decision in the coffin.

That horrible sound is probably from the Blood Cloud Coffin. The Blood Cloud Coffin is going to kill me. Of course Grandma is not happy. Grandma is really not dead? But why can't I get out?

The sister-in-law did not have any warning, because my grandmother was alive. Am I not in danger?

After a series of considerations, I paid infinite attention to the blood cloud coffin. Its weird appearance and pattern were the same as those in Zhou Shan’s illusion at that time. I suspect that Zhou Shan had seen the blood cloud coffin before, or it would not simulate it. Come out, and the place where it hides is also the place with walls all around. The blood cloud coffin channels the blood into the blood cloud large array by the blood cloud coffin.

At a critical time, the blood energy of the nearly ten thousand Yin Soldiers and Ghosts will also be transferred to the Blood Cloud Coffin through the large formation, and finally complete the activation.

But what did Zhou Shan get? Although I don't know, the other party can undoubtedly get a huge benefit from it, because only in this way can he let the master of his family this week, a step by step old fox, take the risk to activate the Blood Cloud Coffin.

"Xuan...coming?"

When I stood up to observe the coffin, my grandma suddenly heard a faint voice in the coffin.

"Zhou Xuan? Zhou Xuan is not dead? Grandma! Where is she? I didn't see her." My heart was shocked, Xuan? Zhou Xuan? Didn't Zhou Xuan become a corpse, and the soul body was sealed with a soul seal? Why did grandma suddenly ask me about Zhou Xuan?

"Didn't you come? Forget it..."

I listened, knowing that grandma is sad, but I am actually sad too. Zhou Xuan is Zhang Yidan’s mother-in-law and my cousin. She has made a corpse for others. Grandma is sad enough. After the ghost baby, so miserable, how should grandma deal with herself?

"A lot of trivial things, stop breaking!" The terrifying voice came again, and a ghost suddenly came out of the queue behind, and suddenly rushed at me!

The blood cloud coffin directly said to kill it, it was too fierce. I took a few steps back, of course, I couldn't sit still and touched the leather shoulder bag.

"Bloodcoat!"

What surprised me was that my grandmother read two words, and the ghost king who was carrying the coffin was also stunned at this moment, and then his whole body turned red, as if he was covered in blood, and flew out with a big hand. A crimson whip was swung, and it crackled, directly sweeping a row of mourning ghosts into ashes!

The ghost king roared and exploded, and finally got rid of grandma's forced control!

There was one less person who carried the coffin, and the coffin couldn't help tilting down. I could imagine how depressed the blood cloud coffin was, and at the same time, I was speechless in surprise with the magic of the grandmother.

She forcibly controlled the ghost king in an instant, and added the blood suit easily. With this hand, I don't know when I will learn! Unexpectedly, it was the same ghost road, she played many times better than me, and even the ghost king could control it.

"One day, run."

Before I had time to be happy, my grandma suddenly said such a sentence, and the coffin began to vibrate violently. I don't know what happened. Maybe grandma angered the blood cloud coffin, and the other party was already angry.