Princess Against the World

"Netherworld Flower!"

Feng Chenglin You stopped his hand and raised his head in astonishment: "What?"

Ling Luoyu clenched her lips: "Dead 38, your mouth can move, but your hands can't stop! Go on!"

Fatty Feng was speechless, so he could only continue to pout his butt and dig holes.

"Three young masters, you are taking the wrong medicine? How can there be Netherworld flowers in this soil?!"

Flowers, as the name suggests, should belong to plants. Since they are plants, they should grow on the ground. How can they grow in the soil? !

"Bang!"

One man made a dull voice.

He was digging a hole with a stone, and when he heard the sound, he couldn't help raising his head.

"It looks like a sarcophagus!"

Ling Luoyu's heart sank: "That's it!"

Several people scrambled to remove the soil above, revealing a square sarcophagus that was one meter long.

Feng Chenglin suddenly glanced at himself, and sat down with gestures.

Ling Luoyu squinted: "Sanba, what are you doing?"

"I'm thinking! How can I be stuffed into this sarcophagus if I die with such a big body?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Beep the dog!

You can get yourself involved in this kind of thing!

"Why can't it be stuffed? Take off the arms and legs, and how many are stuffed in..."

Feng Chenglin felt a chill, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Three young masters, you are too ruthless... If you die, you won't let this young master live in peace!"

"This...isn't a coffin filled with people?!" 237 seemed to have finally woken up and looked sideways.

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Nonsense! How can a person sleep in a sarcophagus like this when he is dead? There are animal bones inside!"

She took a step back and greeted everyone: "Carry it up..."

Since there are no people inside, that's fine.

The sarcophagus is square and square, and the seal is not very tight, and a rotten smell slowly spreads.

Ling Luoyu ignored the odor and lay down on the sarcophagus, as if listening to the sound inside, which made others curious to lie down.

"Soso!"

Tiny sounds are heard.

"Ah, cheating..." Feng Chenglin screamed and jumped up, escaping all the way.

It's really hard for his fat body to be able to jump.

"Cheat your sister's corpse!" Ling Luoyu rolled her eyes, "That's the Netherworld Flower!"

Everyone: "..."

Ling Luoyu was too lazy to explain, so he found a stone, and with the help of the Primal Chaos Spirit, pryed open a corner and reached into a hand.

Feng Chenglin was disgusted: "Hey... San Shao, you..."

Ling Luoyu swept over with his divine sense and determined that there was an animal bone inside, so he searched for the Netherworld Flower in the corner, grabbed it, and abruptly lifted the lid.

"Soso..."

Under the sunlight, Netherworld Flower seemed to be alive, twisting frantically in Ling Luoyu's hand, making a sharp piercing sound, and everyone watching was horrified.

As a puff of white smoke drifted by, Netherworld Flower gradually stopped struggling, and finally seemed to have lost her life and remained motionless.

Feng Chenglin was so shocked that his jaw dropped: "San Shao...this..."

"Netherworld Flower is heavy because of the dead souls attached to it! So when the sun shines, the dead souls will choose to flee, otherwise they will be wiped out, and their souls will be scattered!"

In fact, this is a conditioned reflex of the plant itself.

Nether Flower likes shade, and has been accustomed to a humid environment for hundreds of years. After being suddenly exposed to sunlight, the water will evaporate rapidly and wither and die quickly.

But what Ling Luoyu said was serious, and the others didn't dare to believe it, they all stood there like a dog, motionless.

The corners of Feng Chenglin's mouth trembled: "Then... the souls above now?"

Ling Luoyu continued to flicker: "You've already lost your soul, so you'd better say goodbye first, otherwise if you leave a wisp of undead that is not clean, it will be attached to whoever you are, and you won't be able to rest in peace..."