Ning Huan Xin carefully looked at the coffin in front of her. She could not help but stretch out her fingers and compared the length with her own hands. All coffins have the most basic specifications.

There is a saying that "seven feet three" walk through the sky. Since ancient times, all coffins have to exceed seven feet and three inches, that is, about 2.4 meters.

This coffin, much longer than ordinary coffins, is nearly three meters long --

is there a giant lying in it?

Ning Huan heart can not help but drop the handle on the top of the coffin, from the fingertip immediately spread a cold touch, direct to the heart.

It's cold.

Ning Huan Xin released her hand like an electric shock. She walked around the dark coffin for several times, and found that the coffin was not sealed. That is to say, according to normal common sense, as long as you push hard, you can directly push up the coffin cover.

Of course, this coffin is very unusual, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to push it away.

However, rather happy heart or secretly Mao full strength son, stretch out both hands, try hard.

And the coffin in front of her is naturally not moved.

I can't open it.

Maybe, except for special people, ordinary people can't open this coffin.

And that special person

It should be Alan.

It was ah Lian who opened the coffin and released the existence inside.

So

Why do you dream? Why did you come to this place? What about the coffin?

Is Is ah Lian guiding herself?

At the thought of this possibility, Ning Xin's consciousness suddenly fell into a trance.

When she came back to her senses, she found that everything in front of her eyes had changed greatly again.

She's still on the set.

Not far from here is the platform made by the props group. There is also a jade box that looks very delicate on the high platform. This texture is definitely not Taobao pop money.

"Happy!"

At this time, behind the voice of Guan guide, seems to be a little anxious.

"Rather happy, what's the matter with you?"

Just in front of the scene clearly shot very well, but here, Ning Huanxin suddenly froze, she stood in place, did not move nor speak, even a micro expression.

I'll have to stop for a few seconds.

"Sorry! Director Guan, I just It's a little uncomfortable! "

Ning Huanxin turned his head and said with a sorry smile: "do it again! No problem this time! "

"OK, all departments are ready!"

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Shooting scene to start shooting again, and not far away has been ready for the next scene of Jiang Lixing, he is staring at the center of the site Ning Huan heart.

Just Rather Huan heart is not distracted, but was brought into a memory by the thousand years of resentment.

Jiang Lixing looked at Ning Huanxin's figure in silence, and he also involuntarily fell into the memory -

thousands of years ago, he also had a hard memory.

That was before he became Hades.

At that time, he was not Jiang Lixing, nor was she Ning Huan Xin.

At that time, he was a demon, and she It's a fairy.

Thinking of that memory, Jiang Lixing can't help but frown, palm pain.

Today, the red mark on his palm still looms, especially when he recalls the past.

That red mark, in fact, is the scar left by him against the way of heaven.

Immortals and demons are just like people and demons.

The story of master Mingyue tells the story of hualinger and Mingyue. It is about the gratitude and resentment of that thousand years ago.

Jiang Lixing saw the epitome of the past.

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