Chapter 839 Secrets in the Black Room

  The small door slowly opened, and it was pitch black behind the door, as cold as an ice cave. Feng Qianwei took out the Huozhezi, took out a candle and lit it.

   "Call—"

  The flame flickered, as if someone was taking a breath next to him.

  Feng Qianwei felt her eyes following her, and she became more vigilant in her heart, holding the feather blade in one hand. I don't know what material the blade is made of, and it can hurt those evil creatures in the dark.

  I just don’t know what is inside, can she handle it?

  The darkness in this village represents extreme danger. This dark room does not have any windows, and the sky is not visible all year round, so she must be very careful.

  As the candle lit up, there was a sudden movement in the dark dark room. Those places where the light can't shine always give people a very bad feeling.

  Feng Qianwei took the candle and carefully climbed down the stairs in the house, illuminating the darkness little by little. She walked slowly at every step, and she was empty all around.

   Suddenly, a dazzling scarlet broke into her vision, she held her breath and moved closer, slowly seeing what was in front of her.

  There is nothing here, only in the middle of the house, there is a terrifying blood-red coffin. On closer inspection, the coffin is still oozing blood, which looks very scary.

  The old village chief hid the blood coffin here, just not wanting to be seen. There must be something shameful in it, and it will never be empty.

  She stepped forward, planning to open the coffin to have a look. No matter how terrible this blood coffin was, she had to see what was inside. She put the candle in her hand in one corner, and then moved closer to the coffin. This room seems to be very cold because of the coffin.

  The blood coffin made a gurgling sound, and there seemed to be water flowing.

   Just when Feng Qianwei reached out to touch the coffin, a pair of hands suddenly appeared on her shoulders.

  She gave a violent shock and was taken aback. Without any hesitation, the feather blade that had been prepared in his hand immediately struck behind him.

   "Don't be nervous, it's me."

  The other party backed gently, avoiding Feng Qianwei's attack, and her low and magnetic voice made her recognize him instantly.

"How did you come?"

  Feng Qianwei didn't expect Yun Liangze to come, and she appeared silently, which was really scary.

  "You can come, so naturally I can. This coffin has absorbed too much yin and evil spirit, so you should not touch it. Leave this to me! You stay away!"

   Yun Liangze said, he also found the old village chief yesterday and thought he was very suspicious.

  When he came to investigate, he saw Feng Qianwei was also there, so he followed in secret. The result was unexpected, she actually found this hidden dark room.

  He slapped the lid of the flying coffin with a palm, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few degrees. Feng Qianwei picked up the candle and hid behind Yun Liangze wittily. With him here, she felt that no matter what was in there was not terrible.

  Seriously, he is very suitable to be bold!

  She stood on tiptoe and looked at the coffin, where a cloud of **** figures rushed towards them.

"careful!"

   She yelled quickly, and she hurriedly stepped back a few steps away from this terrible thing.

   "This is a blood spirit."

  Yun Liangze took out a gourd in his hand and opened it toward the blood spirit that rushed forward. In an instant, the blood spirit turned into a light and was sucked into the gourd.

The cold air around    was sealed into the gourd along with the blood spirit, and slowly dissipated.

  "This gourd looks like the magic weapon of Master Wuyou."

Feng Qianwei said.

   "Yes, you prepared it for me."

   Yun Liangze raised the gourd in Yang's hand. He can't use spiritual power now, Sheng Wuyou has prepared a lot of magic weapons for him to defend himself.

  (End of this chapter)