Princess Against the World

"Nether Flower!"

Fengcheng Linyou stopped his hand and raised his head in shock: "What?"

Ling Luoyu's lips: "Deadly, you can move your mouth, but can't stop your hands! Continue!"

Fatty Feng was speechless, so he could only continue pouting his butt, groaning pits.

"San Shao, you are taking the wrong medicine? How can there be Nether Flower in this soil?!"

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

"Boom!"

One man made a dull voice.

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

"It looks like a sarcophagus!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were deep in heart: "That's it!"

Several people hacked away the dirt on it, revealing a square sarcophagus one meter long.

Feng Chenglin glanced at himself suddenly, and gestured to sit.

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

"I'm wondering! If I die with such a big body, how can I fit into this sarcophagus?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Beep the dog!

You can also involve yourself in such things!

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

Feng Chenglin felt a bit of cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Three young masters, you are too cruel... You won't let this young man live in peace!"

"This...isn't it a coffin for pretending to be human?!" 237 finally woke up, looking sideways.

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Nonsense! How can people sleep in a sarcophagus like this when they die? There are animal bones inside!"

She stepped back and greeted everyone: "Bring it up..."

Since there are no people inside, it's easy to handle.

The sarcophagus is square and square, and the enclosed is not very tight, and a smell of decay slowly dissipates.

Ignoring the smell, Ling Luoyu lay down on the sarcophagus with his head sideways, seeming to be listening to the sound inside, making other people curious to lie down.

"Suoso!"

A faint voice came into my ears.

"Ah, the corpse is cheated..." Feng Chenglin yelled and jumped up and fled a long way.

It's really hard for him to be able to dance with his fat body.

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

Everyone: "..."

Ling Luoyu was too lazy to explain, looking for a stone, with the help of the Chaos Spirit, prying open a corner and reaching in a hand.

Feng Chenglin was disgusted: "Hey... Third Young Master, you..."

Ling Luoyu skimmed by with his spiritual sense, determined that it was a beast bone inside, then looked for the Nether Flower in the corner, grabbed it, and suddenly opened the lid.

"Suoso..."

Under the sun, the Nether Flower seemed to be alive, twisting crazily on Ling Luoyu's hand, making a sharp piercing sound, and everyone watching was terrified.

As a burst of white smoke passed by, Nether Flower gradually stopped struggling, and finally seemed to have lost her life without moving.

Feng Chenglin was so shocked that his chin was about to fall: "San Shao...this..."

"Nether 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 reflection of the plant itself.

The Nether Flower likes the shade, and has been accustomed to the humid environment for hundreds of years. After a sudden exposure to the sun, the water will evaporate sharply 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 corner of Feng Chenglin's mouth trembled: "Then...the dead soul above?"

Ling Luoyu continued to flicker: "The soul is gone, so you'd better bye bye first, or if you leave a strand of undead clean, it will be attached to one of you, and you will not be at peace..."