The edge of pure land

This golden coffin is like a sea-fixing needle inserted at the entrance of the community. At first glance, one might think that it is a coffin brought by tomb robbers overnight, or perhaps an art work made by lovers of divine civilization. It is often seen in modern urban buildings. It seems extremely abrupt.

In the Ferrari, Lu Fuji clearly felt that the temperature inside the car was rising sharply. On the other hand, the bad woman next to him was already dripping with sweat, and a stream of hot breath breathed out from her lips.

This is obviously not the temperature that Yuan Yin can bring.

The familiar feeling of heat, that’s what Longque gives people!

"Deer!"

A familiar call sounded from behind the flower bed behind the community.

Damon gave the code with a flashlight.

Qiangwei waved vigorously from the side.

Lu Buer and Chen Jing got off the car from both sides and hid behind the golden coffin.

Qiangwei was very happy to see the boy come back, but when she saw that he had brought another strange and beautiful girl, she immediately put on a straight face and snorted coldly.

Damon had always been dull, but he felt her resentment. He thought to himself, how long has it been since this happened, and yet he was still in the mood to be jealous? It can only be said that female competition is everywhere.

Boom!

The golden coffin seemed to resound with the breathing of a giant dragon, and the scorching flames spread like a tide, creating circles of ripples in the night. The trees on the roadside burned instantly, like clusters of A bright torch illuminates the darkness.

On the verge of madness, Yuan Yin crouched on the ground like a wild beast, staring warily at the person in the golden coffin. The familiar heartbeat and breathing awakened her most primitive fear.

In fact, few people know that in the early years when Long Que served as acting Grand Priest, he launched several siege operations against the Tower of Babel, resulting in heavy casualties for their organization.

At that time, Longque was only the eighth wisdom realm.

He has not been promoted to the ninth level yet.

At that time, the Tower of Babel was miserable about this, so under the order of the First Head of State, they dispatched a total of fifteen deacons from the rational world to encircle and suppress the young acting archbishop. An earth-shattering battle began in the city of Las Vegas.

After this battle, only four deacons remained in the Tower of Babel.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been recruiting people to join us all these years.

The dragon bird at that time was not as powerful as it was at the Holy Mountain.

But take two revolvers, one with a gun.

In that battle, Yuan Yin wanted to prove whose fire attribute was stronger, but she was shot into the Cloud Tower, causing her to be seriously injured.

There is no more possibility of advancement.

This is also the main reason why the senior deacons headed by Yuan Yin did not dare to show up from the beginning to the end when the Tower of Babel secretly supported the Corpse Food Cult.

They didn't dare to show their faces until Long Que died.

But after many years, Yuan Yin once again felt the familiar sense of oppression, and the hot breath hit his face, as if it smelled like burning ashes.

"Yuan Yin, you fell into our trap!"

Along with an arrogant voice sounded in the night: "Kill him quickly!"

Click.

Bang, the coffin lid fell to the ground.

The white-haired young man was sleeping with his eyes closed, but he seemed to be burning again.

That face directly made Yuan Yin relive the fear of being dominated!

Yuan Yin's psychological defense is collapsing, and her soul is screaming in her body.

It was as if every cell was telling her to run away!

"Longque is indeed dead, but what if he faked his death?"

"Just like when Wang Chongyang saved his breath and dealt with Ouyang Feng!"

"The evolvers who have been promoted to the tenth kingdom can no longer be called human beings. God knows if they will make themselves into bombs after death! This heartbeat and breathing are so real, and this numerology is so hot and domineering. There must be It’s a scam, they lured me here on purpose!”

It's impossible to trap and kill me!

Yuan Yin's thoughts were like a violent storm. The moment the flame wave hit his face, he turned around and ran away without hesitation. He quickly got on all fours and got into the jungle and disappeared without a trace.

The terrifying murderous aura immediately disappeared.

Damon and Rose were stunned.

I didn't expect that the officer's corpse could have such a magical effect.

"Leaving now? All I can say is that they are worthy of the original family!"

Lu Fuji felt unbelievable. He could only say that his best friend was so useful. No matter he was alive or dead, he could always bring him unexpected surprises.

Chen Jing was stunned, because she felt familiar numerology fluctuations in the golden coffin in front of her, which came from a person who should have died.

Dragon bird!

She slowly turned her head, with an expression as if she had seen a ghost, and murmured: "Why is Longque still alive? How many things are you hiding from me?"

Lu Fuji suddenly snatched the Eternal Lock from her hands, tied her hands, and said viciously: "Clear your position clearly, you are just a lover, not the palace, why do you know so much? Remember us, Old Lu According to the rules of the house, don’t ask anything you shouldn’t. But... now that my biggest secret has been discovered by you, don’t even think about leaving me.”

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The siren of the fire truck echoed in the night, and the green belt of the community was filled with thick smoke.

Firefighters are organizing firefighting and are very busy.

On the top floor of the old building, Lu Buer was on the phone with his sister in the bedroom.

"Although Yuan Yin is from the Yuan family, she is not really stupid. Even if she is really hopelessly stupid, the people behind her will still put pressure on her. So she will make a comeback in half an hour at most. So brother, you only have twenty-five minutes to rest."

The aloof girl in the video call was wearing loose pajamas. She was already lying on the bed, hugging her doll and getting ready to fall asleep, with a lollipop in her mouth.

"clear."

Lu Fuji nodded slightly, lowered his voice and said, "Apart from that, what else did you see? Your sister-in-law told me that your ability to predict the future is getting stronger and stronger."

Lu Sixian hesitated: "She didn't let me tell you."

"Why?"

"Because if you know, you will do whatever you want."

"Do you listen to her or me?"

"But……"

"Stop it, you're just a high priest, I'm not a henpecker!"

"Well, I saw black."

"What does black mean?"

"die."

"Who will die?"

"They might all die."

"Can you be more specific?"

"Not yet, because the choice you made, brother, is not clear enough, so you cannot represent the complete future, nor can you draw a picture of what will happen in the future."

"okay, I get it."

Lu Fuji didn't take it seriously. After all, he had never come out of life and death since he emerged from the cocoon. He was used to it now: "Go to bed early if you have nothing to do, and don't eat sweets at night!"

Lu Sixian puffed out her cheeks slightly: "Oh."

Communication is interrupted.

Lu Fuji was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the red-haired girl aside: "How long are you going to stare at his body? I told you, this has nothing to do with me, it was Long Ling who did it!"

He's used to it now.

Just blame Long Ling for everything.

Chen Jing raised her hand wrapped with chains and pressed it on the golden coffin, feeling the breath of life of the person in the coffin, and said softly: "It's incredible. I didn't expect that Long Que also accepted the creation ceremony, but he was injured. It was too heavy. Not only was his body almost dead, but his soul was also shattered. Such a huge force of creation only brought him back from the brink of death."

She raised her green-white finger and tapped her red lips: "Now his life is regressing little by little, and his strength is actually recovering, like a living dead."

Lu Fuji didn't expect that she was so professional, and couldn't help but ask: "So, is it possible for Longque to wake up? How many more creation ceremonies are needed?"

"Theoretically it's possible."

Chen Jing thoughtfully said: "As for the number of creation ceremonies, it is not important. What is important is the quantity. As long as the God of Origin is willing to send down large-scale creation power, he can be resurrected within two years."

Lu Fuji was stunned: "Then don't we have to serve the God of Origin first?"

It makes no sense, he has always been the only one cutting leeks.

How could he fertilize the leeks?

"There is no way, who made the God of Origin so weak now."

Chen Jing sat on the soft big bed and suddenly flicked his hair: "Wait a minute, so the reason why the power of the God of Origin was inexplicably lost before was because of your fault?"

Lu Buer corrected: "Long Ling did it."

Chen Jing said suspiciously: "What are you feeling guilty about?"

Lu Fuji spread his hands: "Do I have it?"

"Women's intuition is very accurate."

Chen Jing said faintly: "But this is a good thing for me. If the God of Origin's power would not be exhausted, then they should have prepared to resurrect Constantine long ago. The second head of state will not prepare for a split. My situation could be worse than before."

By some mistake, he actually helped her.

Lu Buer didn't expect that his operation would have such an impact, so he continued to cheat: "So there is divine will in the dark, and you should have defected to me long ago."

Chen Jing raised his hands that were bound by chains: "It's not too late."

She smiled, her smile was charming.

The two people who had narrowly escaped death were now very tired and sat on the bed to recover their strength.

The aroma of cooking fills the kitchen next door.

Damon was preparing them a late night snack.

Qiangwei, who was responsible for the execution, was also furious. This bad woman appeared out of nowhere and looked like a charming vixen. She was not serious at first glance.

Who is a good person who is so happy being tied up with chains?

"Are you shaking your pussy?"

How perverted!

However, if you want to resurrect the commander, you will most likely have to rely on others.

So angry!

Chen Jing was also a girl, and she also realized that she was a little unpopular, but she didn't care at all. She just stared at the golden coffin, and the smile on her lips was intriguing: "So, you took me away forcibly, just to Do you want me to help you resurrect him?"

"That's not entirely true. After all, in addition to having the authority of a god, you also have a very high beauty value..." Lu Fuji stared at the woman carefully. In fact, what he wanted most now was her Origin Spell. , but it seems that it is protected by the power of the sacred tree and cannot be absorbed at all.

"If I can survive, it's not impossible. After all, people are under the roof, so they have to bow their heads... You have captured me as your little lover. I am already satisfied without defeating CG." Chen Jing resented. He sighed and was about to stand up.

Suddenly, the faint sound of horns echoed in the night again.

Chen Jing seemed to have been struck by lightning. Her pretty face turned pale for a moment, and she fell softly on the bed, as if her soul had been ripped out, and fell into the boy's arms.

The moment Lu Fuji hugged her, he suddenly woke up.

Holy horn!

When they left the subway station, they actually forgot about that thing!

Logically speaking, they would not make such a stupid mistake.

There is only one possibility.

That thing was also given secrecy!

Lu Fuji felt the girl trembling violently in his arms, like a dying kitten, and the unspeakable pain seemed to be transmitted to him.

Her hands were cold, and she clutched his palm tightly.

Lu Fuji was silent for a moment, then finally relented and held her right hand: "Is it really that painful?"

Her hands were slender and bony, and her skin was as fine as gelatin.

But at this moment, people can't think of it even a little bit.

"They are looking for you. I tried to control the God of War to kill those people."

He whispered: "Then take back the sacred horn."

Chen Jing seemed to feel better after holding his hand. Her long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly. She lowered her eyes and said softly: "It's useless. This is something Constantine set up many years ago." , a means specifically used to control Shaojun. No Shaojun can escape the control of the sacred horn. Even if you kill the person holding the sacred horn, they will send a new sacred horn after a while. Lucky to be alive now.”

She seemed to have been suffering from this severe pain for many years.

So much so that he could still be so calm in such a painful situation.

Just like Lu Fuji was suffering from a terminal illness.

"Every young master cannot escape the control of the sacred horn..."

Lu Fuji did know that there was more than one Shaojun, there were many in history.

But from what she said, she was not the only young master with divine power.

"What exactly is going on?"

He frowned and asked, "What did you find out after you came out of Banyue Manor?"

Chen Jing pursed her red lips, glanced at the golden coffin, and said quietly: "Before Longque went to the Holy Mountain, he met me once in private. He asked me to do something. He hoped that I would investigate the sages of the old world, who came from the Five Dynasties. A couple from the scientific expedition team of Tianshen Civilization a hundred years ago, and the bargaining chip he gave me was that if I followed this clue, I might be free. "

Lu Fuji was surprised: "My parents?"

Chen Jing hummed softly.

"Longque once conducted an in-depth investigation. After your parents came out alive from the Holy Mountain, they seemed to be eager to leave Linhai City and go to another place. But on the way, they encountered a weird car accident and in an abnormal way. die."

Chen Jing paused: "From then on, almost no one knew where your parents wanted to go. But many years later, a person followed the clues they left and found the mysterious coordinates. That person... …It’s Constantine.”