"Well, I don't expect you any more. I'll try my best."

Tang Yuan's face was cold, "Oh, host, you can think about it slowly."

After pondering for a long time, Su Yao finally came up with a way -

since there is no sky thunder, he can get rid of it himself.

He can still do such a thing, but he is afraid that the whole person will collapse at that time.

However, in order to succeed in the plan, it was nothing, and he did not want to end up with the same fate as the original owner.

Su Yao thought about the magic he had learned, and then he made a thunder.

Several dark clouds floated to the top of Ningxia, but she was trying to dig a grave, but she did not find it.

Su Yao directed the thunder that he had made to the tomb without stele.

Ningxia was scared to death by the sudden thunder, she sat down on the ground, full of panic.

It was a long time before she recovered.

Su Yao's method was successful. The thunder he created perfectly split the tomb and didn't cut anything else. Otherwise, Ningxia would have been hanged by this time.

Looking at this suffocating Sao operation, tangyuan can't help feeling a sentence, "host, you cow." It is a little doubt that Su Yao has lived for thousands of years?

"It's nothing. It's just routine." Su Yao smiles modestly.

Routine operation?

Who would have come up with this routine operation?

Too many notches.

"Host, I always think you're pretending."

"Oh," Su Yao said coldly, "then you should think that I am pretending to be forced."

Tangyuan immediately choked by his words, "host, can you order a face?"

"I already have a face. I don't need another face." Su Yao replied.

Tangyuan

OK, OK, I can't say you, you are good.

……

Slow to the God of Ningxia, looking at the front of the tomb split by thunder, do not know what to say.

Silence, silence is the doubt in the heart.

In the end, Ningxia can only be attributed to the fact that God opened her eyes, because she couldn't think of any other reason.

Ningxia in the heart to thank God, with tools to hook the gravel to other places, and then began to dig up.

I don't know how long after digging, a fine workmanship, carved on the top of the coffin in front of Ningxia.

Looking at this well preserved coffin, Ningxia couldn't help saying, "this coffin has not been decayed. What kind of material is it used?"

No, there should have been no such material or any superb preservation technology in ancient times.

In this way, Ningxia suddenly felt that this thing was a little strange.

At this time, there is a "rustling" sound, she suddenly scared to look back, the results found that only the wind blowing leaves.

Ningxia patted his chest, the mind of those messy ideas to throw out.

But I can't help being afraid.

"No, this has come to this stage. You can't give up..."

Ningxia cheered itself up.

"Well, let's make a quick decision."

She rubbed her hands and pushed hard on the lid of the coffin.

Fortunately, the material of the coffin cover was very light, so she pushed it away easily.

Ningxia looked at the inside of the coffin and found that there was a beautiful man lying inside, with no treasure.

Is there any inner layer?

Ningxia Zhuang courage, reached out to push the handsome man, but his hand was accidentally cut by the gem on his clothes, and the blood immediately flowed out