Qingyan, who was lying in the sarcophagus, had no movement. The air outside was circulating, and Zhan Linghan didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

However, no matter what, he could not let Qingyan stay in the sarcophagus.

"Mr. Zhan! The crane is repaired!"

The guards of Iga team quickly pushed the crane over. They used the crane to press the control rod, and the crane slowly exerted force to push the sarcophagus away bit by bit.

Zhan Linghan stood at the edge of the sarcophagus. As the lid of the coffin was opened, his gaze was nervously staring at the dark coffin.

Bai Qiqi was also nervously watching the slowly opened coffin lid.

Is Qingyan still alive?

It's impossible, she has been put in and saved like this, and it's absolutely impossible for her to survive!

The guards of the Iga group and the killers of the Kamiha family were both standing by the coffin, and everyone's face was filled with nervousness.

Now the lid of the coffin has finally been opened, but if Qingyan had a few shortcomings, how would they explain to Lan Tang Jueya and Shen Yuai?

With the sound of "rumbling" and as the coffin lid progressed, the light from the underground palace shone into the coffin.

Zhan Linghan saw the face he missed ten thousand times.

The complexion of Qingyan's face was coated with a layer of frost like jade, and there was no breath of life on her face.

She was not like those who died of suffocation, and she would twist and struggle. Her face looked calm, her eyes closed and her thick eyelashes were like fans.

She seemed to have fallen asleep, but her lips were not blood-colored, and her hands, bound by her wrists, were linked together, and placed in a prayer position on her chest.

Is this the posture she made after she was put into the coffin?

What was she praying for? Facing the darkness in the coffin and the feeling of suffocation, was she expecting Zhan Linghan to come and save her?

Before she opened the coffin just now, Zhan Linghan kept calling Qingyan's name, hoping that she could hear her voice and hope that she would have the willpower to survive.

But now, when the coffin was opened and when he saw Qingyan, Zhan Linghan did not dare to call her.

He was afraid of something, and even his hands that reached out and helped her uncuff her were trembling.

"Zhan Linghan!" Yi Xinghe called him, and Zhan Linghan threw away all the handcuffs and stompies removed from Qingyan's body.

He turned over and jumped into the coffin, and this action scared everyone present.

Zhan Linghan hugged Qingyan nervously, and his breathing almost stopped. He hugged Qingyan and found that her body was cold and stiff, and his heart was beating violently.

At this moment, every breath of air that breathed into Zhan Linghan's air duct was like a knife cut to him.

"Give me the oxygen mask." Zhan Linghan said to the guards of Iga team.

The guards broke into the imperial tomb and carried oxygen masks.

Zhan Linghan took an oxygen mask and put it on Qingyan's mouth and nose. He folded his hands and pressed it on Qingyan's chest.

He was doing CPR for Qingyan. The imperial tomb was far away from the city. Now it would be too late to send Qingyan directly to the hospital.

If Qingyan can wake up in the underground palace, it will prove that she is really fine, but if she can't wake up...

Zhan Linghan didn't dare to think about the consequences of Qingyan not waking up.

"Qingyan..." Zhan Linghan's voice trembled. His voice was dry and hoarse, his voice was very small and gentle, as if he was begging.

He did not stop the CPR, but Qingyan, who was wearing an oxygen mask, showed no sign of awakening.
Chapter completed!