Li Xiaoman saw that Ye Qing was extremely cold. Naturally, he had no reason to stick his hot face to his cold buttocks. He only nodded at Ye Qing and passed by, which was like a stranger.
Ye qinghougong Jiali 3000 people, naturally do not like women who are too turbid. This Li Xiaoman, no doubt, belongs to the kind of woman with very heavy air.
Although it is described as pretty, it's nothing but mediocre and vulgar.
A group of students, began to climb the mountain.
Ye Qing is not very slow. He is not breathing. His average 10 points of all attributes, is it a false name?
At the top of Mount Tai, you can have a bird's-eye view of the world.
It is: will be Lingyun Jue, a view of small mountains.
And Ye Qing, just staring at the sky.
The coffin in Kowloon is getting closer and closer.
In fact, the state leaders of the earth have long known about the coffin pulling in Kowloon, because the international space station has observed the coffin drawing in Kowloon for the first time.
In this world, all countries with space exploration capability covet this Jiulong coffin. However, they tried their best to intercept the coffin in Kowloon.
Because in a way, Jiulong sarcophagus is a more advanced spaceship.
With human technology, there is no way to intercept it.
This bronze coffin, come and go if you want.
"Ye Fan, what are you looking at?" Lin Jia approached Ye Qing on purpose and asked.
Ye Qing is such a mysterious man.
It aroused Lin Jia's deep curiosity.
"I feel like a shelter is coming. It's a very powerful shelter. I can't hold it yet. Interesting, interesting. " Ye Qing said with half truth and half falsehood.
It's their destiny to take away the group of students from Jiulong.
Fate is not necessarily irreversible.
But ye Qing can't go against her fate.
On the contrary, we should follow the trend and enter a broader world.
Since Lin Jia is also a part of this fate.
Ye Qing doesn't mind saying more.
"Shelter?" Lin Jia was stunned. All of a sudden, her eyes were glaring, pointing to several black spots in the sky, "that What is that? "
The students also looked at the sky.
The black spots are from far to near.
Everyone opened their mouths and eyes.
Everyone's face was written with disbelief.
That's nine dragons.
Holding a bronze coffin.
Nine hundred meter black dragons.
A bronze coffin 20 meters long.
They came towards Mount Tai.
Dragon, this legendary creature, actually exists?
The tourists of Mount Tai are not only Ye Qing. At this time, all the people saw this scene and were shocked. Some people took photos with their mobile phones, some sent friends, some were stupefied, some ran away.
"Run, this thing is coming down towards the Jade Emperor!"
People instinctively feel dangerous and flee.
The coffin in Kowloon is not slow.
Heavy fall on the top of the Jade Emperor.
In a flash, a corner of Mount Tai collapsed.
Nine Dragons fell to the ground, and so did the bronze coffin.
Simple, remote, desolate!
As if the ancient history, engraved here.
Ye Qing did not feel shocked, but also slightly shocked.
Because he was far away, he could not perceive the real inner part of the bronze coffin.
But now the bronze coffin is in front of him, but ye Qing feels it.
There is a body in the bronze coffin.
This body, it's not a human body.
It's not a fairy demon.
It's the body of a world, a dead world.
"Interesting." Ye Qing said softly.
Lin Jia looked at Ye Qing and asked, "Ye Fan, is this what you call the shelter?"
Ye Qing nodded: "there is a dragon. Although it is a dragon corpse, it also violates natural science. Of course, it's a kind of shelter, but I'm afraid I can't take it with my ability. "
All the students' eyes fell on Ye Qing.
They all know that Ye Qing is a member of the SCP foundation. Although I don't know whether it's true or not, now that the coffins in Kowloon have appeared, can there be any fake? Ye Qing, on the other hand, has special functions.
Only Li Xiaoman and her foreign friends are baffled. I don't know why everyone cast their eyes on Ye Qing. It seems that Ye Qing wants to make up his mind.
"What to do?" Lin Jia said, "why don't we leave here?"
"It's a huge opportunity." In Ye Qing's eyes, he deliberately blooms the color of fanaticism, and goes to the bronze coffin. "Human life, such as the morning dew, is fleeting. Birth, old age, death, love, hate and separation are all perplexing and torturing ordinary people. Who can be immortal? Even if you are gorgeous and old, and you are in high position, how can you escape years like a knife? And immortal, only ask for immortality! Now that the immortal is in front of me, how can I flinch and miss the opportunitySeeing ye Qing go bravely to the Dragon corpse, many students have already moved. Such a strange event may have a great crisis, but in the crisis, there must be great opportunities. However, it is still too difficult to take that step bravely.
When ye Qing came to the dragon's corpse, the earth was shaking in an instant, and everyone felt that it was dark in front of him.
Then there was a shake.
Star path open.
The wheel of destiny turns.
"What's the matter? Why is it suddenly dark? "
"Where is this? It's so cold! "
"What happened?"
The students were in a mess and shouting.
Just then, it was dawn.
The surrounding scene appears.
They found that they and others had been trapped inside the bronze coffin.
People found that the light source came from Ye Qing.
Ye Qing sits on the ground with a mysterious smile and hands clasped, as if in meditation. And Ye Qing is full of light, shining around.
All the students felt very shocked.
They looked into the depths, but they were hazy and could not see anything clearly.
"Ye Fan? What's going on? " Lin Jia asked Ye Qing.
Ye Qing did not respond.
No one knows that there is a large amount of free energy accumulated inside the bronze coffin, which is so rich that it almost becomes immortal. Ye Qing is breathing and practicing while absorbing the energy with an intensifier. How can you talk to these students?
No matter how many people call Ye Qing, it is useless. And when they touch Ye Qing, they will be flicked away by the light around Ye Qing.
"Pombo? Aren't you Pombo? " Suddenly, Wang Ziwen, like discovering the new world, pointed to a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
"Any water?" Pombo said, "give me some. I'm dying of thirst. Eh, isn't this Ye Fan? What's wrong with him? What's the whole body glow
Wang Ziwen sighed: "it's hard to say. Now, we're all trapped in a bronze coffin. It's a ghost. " Wang Ziwen said, handed a bottle of mineral water to Pang Bo, and Pang Bo drank it.
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