Campus Knight's Martial Fate

This is really strange, Song Chengfeng thought to himself, could it be that this underground corridor can be several kilometers long?

"Brother Chengfeng, look!" At this time, Zaina shouted and made him look up sharply, only to see that in the empty corridor in front of him, a coffin stood in front of him, blocking the entire road.

The coffin didn't look very tall, less than a meter, about two meters long, and it seemed to be covered with bright red paint on the outside -- shouldn't this bright red be a happy event?

What's even more strange is that the outside of this huge coffin is full of chains, and he counted them, and a total of thirteen turns of locks have been locked, as if the person lying here is a heinous criminal, and even after death, he will be imprisoned forever.

"Brother Chengfeng, are you afraid? I know that the people of the Central Plains are very taboo about this kind of dead people's things. Zaina said, looking at him.

"No, how could I, Song Chengfeng, be afraid of this kind of thing. Song Chengfeng replied nonchalantly, after all, his father was a chemistry professor, and he knew what materialism was since he was a child, and he didn't believe in ghosts and gods. As soon as he jumped, he stood on the lid of the coffin, turned around, and stretched out his hand to her, "Come, I'll pull you." "

Unexpectedly, at this time, the coffin under his feet suddenly shook violently.

"Brother Chengfeng, be careful!" Zaina was suddenly frightened.

"Don't come here!" Song Chengfeng was about to jump down from here, but unexpectedly, the big red coffin suddenly jumped up and down, as if something inside was scurrying out.

"Ha!" he squatted down, stood firm in four flat steps, and then jumped and was about to flip backwards, but unexpectedly, the chain tightly bound on the coffin suddenly bounced up, and "click" two times tied his feet.

Song Chengfeng, a staunch materialist, was also a little shaken at this time, no matter what, the two bottles of dragon juice on his body must be taken out, he took out the two bottles from his pocket, and threw them towards Zaina, "Take these two bottles out, go quickly!"

However, at this time, the coffin under his feet suddenly regained its calm, and after two seconds, the coffin crashed towards Zaina like a runaway car.

"Be careful!" Song Chengfeng opened his tiger claws and grabbed an iron chain on the coffin, "Ha-" He shouted, with the help of his voice, his feet stood firmly, and he kicked the ground with his feet.

"Brother Chengfeng, are you okay!" Zaina ran over, looked at Song Chengfeng's bleeding big hand, and said.

"It's fine. Song Chengfeng noticed that his hand was strangled by the iron chain, and the bright red blood dripped down the iron chain on the bright red coffin lid.

"Bang dong-" With a loud bang, the bright red coffin suddenly jumped violently, shaking Song Chengfeng's whole person into the air.

Song Chengfeng felt that his strength was far from being able to control this coffin, and the huge force of the coffin directly knocked him to the ground, and then the whole coffin fell from the sky and pressed down on him.