Thirty-sixth: Nine Songs: Ritual Soul(3/3)
At this moment, the illusion suddenly disappeared, and a bronze coffin appeared and fell to the ground with a thud.
The coffin was opened, Shen Lin coughed and spat out a large mouthful of ghost blood, and with a plop, Shen Lin rolled out of the coffin.
As the sun shone, Shen Lin waved away the dust around him and threw the ax in his hand aside.
Looking at the familiar sun in the sky, Shen Lin laughed:
"Survived, Captain Lin is really unreasonably strong."
Not long after Shen Lin came out, a series of bright reds appeared, and the strange bride led Lin Qian, who had a pale face and closed eyes, out of the bronze coffin.
Coco walked behind the bride, holding the bride's wedding dress, and there was a little white cat lying on her head.
The middle-aged man looked at this scene coldly. When he saw Lin Qian's appearance, the corner of his mouth twitched:
"This little brat is so full."
The middle-aged man walked up to Shen Lin and kicked Shen Lin away from him who was lying on the ground.
He looked at Lin Qian, then at the Cunning Bride, and finally the middle-aged man looked at Coco:
"Little girl, when your father wakes up, ask him to come to me. I will come to him if I have anything to do."
Coco looked up at the middle-aged man, her eyes widened, she thought for a while and said:
"I've seen you. It was your friend who buried me."
The middle-aged man was silent and looked at the little girl:
"It's none of my business if you go to him. I was just watching the show."
"Why does the little girl have such a good memory..."
The middle-aged man complained, walked up to the bronze coffin and held it up:
"Remember to ask your father to come to me. You little girl has a bad memory, so don't forget it."
Chapter completed!