Chapter 934 I May Be a Fake Tomb Robber 40

Xi Ying shouted, "Jump!"

She jumped down.

Yan Yin was floating beside her.

"Hahahahahahaha, are you stupid? You shouted to jump. Have you forgotten that I am a ghost? I don't have to jump, I just float..."

Before Yan Yin finished speaking, his whole body...oh no, his whole soul hit a coffin.

When Xi Ying jumped down, she grabbed the vines on the cliff and slid down, so she didn't hit anything.

When she saw that Yan Yin, whose soul body should have passed through the coffin, actually hit the coffin, her eyes suddenly lit up.

This place is where Yan Yin's body is stored.

And this coffin can stop Yan Yin's ghost, which means that the body inside is Yan Yin's body!

"Exchange the props and open the coffin!" Xi Ying said to Xiao Yiyi.

【okay! 】

With a thought in her mind, Xi Ying ran to the coffin and lifted it up with her hands——

She opened the coffin that had been dusty for many years, just like opening the lid of a pencil box.

But if Xi Ying doesn't redeem the special props, she won't be able to open it for ten thousand years.

This coffin has been specially treated and basically cannot be opened again after being closed.

The coffin was pushed aside, and Yan Yin was almost crushed to death by the heavy lid.

He coughed and floated to Xi Ying's side, "Do you want to kill me? Don't let me be killed by He Lin instead of being killed by you accidentally!"

And Xi Ying couldn't concentrate on him at all.

All her eyes were focused on the pile of bones in front of her.

She felt a lot of pain.

Not physical pain, but pain that seemed to come from deep within the soul.

The location of my heart hurts so much. It hurts so much.

This is not her pain as Xi Ying, but her pain as Xing Xi.

Main God Mission 1: Help Yan Yin find his body and allow him to enter reincarnation smoothly.

This mission of the Lord God is also the wish of Xingxi Craftsman.

Xi Ying covered her heart, her eyes blurred, and she fell into the coffin.

"Xingxi, Xingxi, what's wrong with you? Xingxi, don't scare me, Xingxi!"

Yan Yin reached out to pull Xi Ying, but she fell into the coffin with him.

Under Xi Ying's body is a pile of bones, which is very scary.

But now, she felt that the pain all over her body seemed to have slowed down a bit because of these white bones.

"Xingxi, how are you? Your face looks so pale! Your lips have turned white!" Yan Yin and Xi Ying were squeezed into the small coffin.

Xi Ying struggled to open her eyes.

Yan Yin is a ghost. When he and Xi Ying were crowded on the bed together in the dormitory, his soul could pass through the railing and hang in the air.

But now, this coffin has restrictions on him. He cannot pass through the coffin and can only squeeze inside like a human being.

A little more popular, but a little less ghostly.

"Yan Yin." Xi Ying slowly raised the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, "She has always liked you."

"She? Who is she? Do you mean the craftsman?"

"Um."

"Oh, how long has it been since then? Why did you say that?

Besides, I only have a vague impression of the craftsman. I can’t even remember what she looks like.

So it doesn't matter whether she likes me or not.

Xingxi, if you insist on saying whether you like something or not, then let me ask you. "

Speaking of this, Yan Yin was obviously a little nervous, but he had to pretend not to be nervous at all.

"I want to ask you, do you like me?"