Zhang Xiaomo was shocked. The feeling of her hair fluttering immediately evoked her forgotten memory. She trembled suddenly, and her face was frightened and quickly paddled with her limbs. At the same time, she took back her feet to avoid the entanglement of the hair.

The black hair failed to attack, and immediately tightened the rear like a jellyfish, opened it suddenly, and pounced towards Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo danced the magnetic knife in her hand, making her hair unable to get close to her for the time being, but she herself could no longer get close to the red coffin.

Yan Junze didn't know if his reminder was useful, but if it didn't work this time, he could still reload it.

I won’t think about Zhang Xiaomo for the time being. This time I should find the right direction. He tried to sit up without any obstacles in the middle.

Yan Junze was happy and slowly stood up with his body.

This area can indeed stand up, but I don’t know how big the area you can stand up.

I tried to walk around and it was all possible.

In other words, as long as you stand up, there will be no invisible obstacles and you can move freely.

"Try to stand up." After he was convinced that he could, he said strangely to the man with the spirit-removing man on his back.

The man tried it in his position, but still couldn't stand up.

Yan Junze pointed to the position where he was lying down just now, "Move here first, and then get up."

The man said nothing and did as soon as possible.

This time, I stood up easily.

But at the same time, I didn’t know where the soles of my feet came from, and a voice suddenly rang out.

"Uncle, are you leaving? You won't be with Yingzi anymore? Yingzi misses you very much..."

The voice was sharp and harsh. Yan Junze was shocked. This was the weird sound of the fat bullhead he had seen just now.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the injured spirit-removing guy actually caused fear in his heart again, and the fat bullhead appeared strangely.

However, the way it appears is very strange. I am afraid it should be lying on the ground and moving over. Yan Junze and the man who have stood up are weird, and even the spirit-removing man who has been carrying him, cannot see this guy called "Yingzi".

Unless you lie on the ground again.

"Don't worry about that guy!"

Yan Junze reminded him and immediately stood there, reached out and touched it up. There seemed to be nothing in the darkness, and there was a feeling of touching the wooden board.

He immediately jumped on the spot, hooked his hands around the edge of the coffin, and there seemed to be water flowing outside, making his outstretched fingers soak.

Yan Junze no longer hesitated and immediately lowered his head and said strangely to the man, "I found the exit. I don't care what method you use, send me up immediately. After I go out, you will stand where I am now and jump up. Well, I know you should be able to fly, just fly out directly. Remember, take the person on your back."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong force suddenly lifted up the soles of his feet, and Yan Junze quickly fell into the surging water.

Fortunately, he had already held his breath and looked around immediately and saw that Zhang Xiaomo's feet were already entangled with a ball of black hair.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaomo was not the match for this bunch of hair at all. Even though she discovered it early, she was still trapped. At this moment, she could no longer hold her breath and inhaled a sip of water into her lungs.

"Damn!" Yan Junze surged up and swam quickly.

Although Zhang Xiaomo had no resistance, she still had a little consciousness and saw that Yan Junze had already left the coffin.

At this moment, another black figure was rushed out of the red coffin by the extermination man.

Seeing this, Yan Junze's eyes lit up and made several gestures to the man, meaning "I have helped you get out of trouble, please get rid of that disgusting black hair for me."

This time the black shadow man was exposed to Yan Junze. He was wearing a coarse linen, his hair was messy, and his body was pale and bloodless.

After seeing Yan Junze's gesture, he was slightly stunned, let go of the spirit-removing man on his back, letting the other party float in the water, and then opened his mouth and sucked it at the black hair.

The hair had no resistance at all, and was sucked in by him, and then the water around him disappeared instantly, and everyone except him fell to the ground.

However, although there was no water, everyone's clothes were wet, as if they had just been fished up.

After sucking in the hair, the man didn't even say hello, and also disappeared without a trace within two seconds after the water flow disappeared.

At the same time, a task completion information emerged in Yan Junze's mind.

Whispering, creepy (low), completed, and gained 1000 different dimension energy.

Yan Junze ignored the task information, but crawled over quickly, put his hands together, and pressed his chest against Zhang Xiaomo who was lying on the ground without any movement.

After a few quick presses, he leaned over Zhang Xiaomo's head.

After repeated this, Zhang Xiaomo's body twitched slightly, spit out a mouthful of water, and then began to cough violently.

The injured spirit-removing man immediately disappeared because he had just touched the water. He was choked a few times and was already coughing on his own, so there was no big problem.

Yan Junze sat next to Zhang Xiaomo, who had a pale face and had gradually begun to regain his mind, and looked at the red coffin lying quietly on the ground with a pale face.

At this moment, Vince did not move, obviously not hurt anything, and its fear was always there.

Zhang Xiaomo woke up, opened her eyes, glanced at Yan Junze, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"Don't talk first, take a good rest." Yan Junze spoke, his eyes still looking at the still red coffin, "I think... what is my obsession with finding it?"

After a pause, Yan Junze suddenly laughed, "Since you like to devour people's fear, I will let you do it this time."

After the words were finished, it took about a minute.

The red coffin in front of him suddenly trembled violently, and a gray aura emerged from the opened coffin.

Yan Junze grinned and said, "Come on, this can be my fear!"

A loud bang, a thick dark yellow tentacle popped out of the narrow space of the coffin, and at least half of the tentacle length was thrown on the ground outside the coffin, which scared Zhang Xiaomo who had just woken up.

"What is this?" she couldn't help but say.

"My other fear." Yan Junze smiled and looked back and looked over again.

I saw that the tentacle was too fat. Although half was thrown outside the coffin and squirmed wildly, the other half was stuck at the mouth of the coffin.

The coffin shook wildly, as if there was a prehistoric beast inside, about to break free from the cage and appeared in front of the person who had a strong fear of it.

Zhang Xiaomo could even see that the exposed tentacle skin was covered with flesh-colored suction cups. At this moment, each suction cup was slightly relaxed, and the sticky pus dripped, looking extremely disgusting.

Click!

A crisp sound suddenly came out, and a crack appeared outside the lipstick coffin, and then a crack broke open on the other side.

The owner of the tentacle was still squeezing out wildly, making the crackling sound endlessly at this moment.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was something happening in the space inside the coffin. A large ball of yellow aura popped out and collapsed directly inside, and the cracked red coffin collapsed quickly inward.

The huge tentacle that stretched out was also pulled back by some strange force at this moment.

A strange hissing that seemed to come from far and far away, seemed to have been separated by countless centuries, emanated from the collapsed coffin at this moment.

There is no doubt that the whistling belongs to the troll with tentacles.

Just under Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo's noses, the red coffin collapsed and cracked into several pieces of wooden boards. After the tentacle was quickly retracted, and the black space inside the coffin disappeared after the collapse.

All you can see in front of you is the broken coffin.

This half-large red coffin seemed to have turned into extremely ordinary fragments of worn wooden boards at this moment.

Looking at the coffin fragments, Zhang Xiaomo opened her mouth wide, looking disbelief, and she turned her head to look at Yan Junze from time to time.

Yan Junze didn't pay attention to her expression, but just pursed her lips and said to the pile of ragged wooden boards, "Your obsession is to recycle the biggest fear to fill your space. This time, you should be satisfied."

As soon as the words were finished, a task completion message popped up.
Chapter completed!