Su Ma······trembling······
This is all the feelings of Jiang Minghao's body after being back-shocked by the sarcophagus. With a meal at his feet, a strong force directly transformed the body's counter-shock force. Under Jiang Minghao's feet, the original stepping force point, at this time It was two deep footprints, and the two stone slabs under his feet also seemed to be dry and cracked riverbeds, showing random cracks like spider webs.
But Jiang Minghao still couldn't help backing two steps to stabilize his figure, and his right hand holding the Falcon Wing Sabre also trembled like chaff at this time. Although the Falcon Wing Saber was intact, it seemed to have encountered a fierce The enemy, the blade of the sword was also buzzing, as if venting the resentment in his heart.
Jiang Minghao looked at the crystal sarcophagus that was still intact. Under his full blow, it was still intact. The Falcon Wing Saber could not even leave a trace on the surface of the sarcophagus. Jiang Minghao couldn't help himself. Swearing to himself:
"It's a fucking shit, where is stone, it is obviously iron, no, it is harder than iron."
Jiang Minghao shrugged his shoulders. He felt that his bones were falling apart by the back shock of the crystal sarcophagus. He raised his foot and walked towards the sarcophagus again, watching the little girl in the sarcophagus still look peaceful, with the corners of his mouth. With a sweet smile, as if immersed in the world of his own dreams, he didn't seem to have been awakened by the sound of the gong just now. The white jade-like noses were still trembling rhythmically, as if they were still breathing.
Jiang Minghao, who calmed down, suddenly thought of a question, that is, this sealed crystal sarcophagus with almost no gaps. There can be no air in it. How could this little girl breathe
"Is it his own illusion?" Jiang Minghao stretched out his left hand again and rubbed his eyes. He would rather see an illusion, at least that way, he doesn't need to worry about an innocent little life anymore.
But when he opened his eyes again and looked at the crystal sarcophagus, inside the sarcophagus, there was indeed a little girl who could breathe, with an angelic smile on her face, as if she was showing goodwill to Jiang Minghao. A heartache, because he was heartache for his incompetence, he was blaming himself for not being able to save an innocent life.
In fact, the difference between heroes and ordinary people is that when others are in danger, ordinary people always look on the sidelines in a posture that has nothing to do with me and lives by themselves, while heroes are different. They are more to relieve others. Danger, and even saving other people's lives are regarded as their own unshirkable responsibility, because this is their inner self-moral code, and Jiang Minghao is a hero with such a code.
Jiang Minghao looked at the little girl in the sarcophagus and frowned helplessly. He didn't expect that he couldn't even break a stone. He could only watch the little girl sleeping in the crystal sarcophagus, his forehead twisted. Become a Sichuan character.
"Pattern...Pattern..."
Just as Jiang Minghao was anxious and helpless, the clear sound of water droplets echoed in the empty room. Jiang Minghao looked down at the place where the sound was coming from, only to realize that he was holding the falcon wing saber in the mouth of the right hand. Shocked by the back shock just now, drops of blood overflowed from the wound, dripping drop by drop along the saber onto the sarcophagus.
"Hey..."
As if it was the sound produced by water droplets falling on a hot iron plate to vaporize, Jiang Minghao clearly saw that the blood droplets on the surface of the sarcophagus were shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, even accompanied by a trace of heat. .
The blood bead tumbling and boiling, while shrinking sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been evaporated, but the bright red of the blood seemed to be taken away by tiny tubes. Jiang Minghao clearly saw it. Then, when those drops of blood completely disappeared, the entire crystal sarcophagus was densely packed with spider silk threads, tangled up randomly, as if these small red threads were the blood vessels of the crystal sarcophagus facing inside. The sleeping little girl is supplied with nutrients.
Suddenly, Jiang Minghao felt the temperature of the entire room rise suddenly, and a scorching sensation instantly occupied the entire room. The heat source was the crystal sarcophagus placed in the center of the room. The square crystal sarcophagus instantly seemed to be The iron block is hot red, as if it is about to melt magma.
Seeing the changes in the crystal sarcophagus in front of him, especially the burning heat, Jiang Minghao couldn't help taking two steps backwards, but the billowing heat wave seemed to be like a fire dragon who regarded himself as an enemy of the invader, vomiting flames. Pushing the heat waves to him one after another, Jiang Minghao instantly sweated all over his body.
There are many spiritual events in the world that cannot be explained, because the current scientific development has always been unable to keep up with the changes in nature, and these strange things are not groundless, but Jiang Minghao, who likes to study these strange and strange things since he was a child, even read them. I don't know what this is, anyway, now, this sarcophagus is by no means as simple as ordinary crystals.
At this moment, the pupils of Jiang Minghao's eyes shrank sharply, because he was not sure whether what he saw was the real scene, or was it just an illusion caused by the fear in his heart, because on the flaming red stone, unexpectedly protruded A dragon head was swallowed and flames, as if it was a cub that just broke out of its shell, struggling to get rid of the restraint and gain freedom.
"howl·······"
It turned out to be the sound of the dragon's roar, like thunder and lightning, calm and thick, the rushing flame, as if a giant dragon raising its head, Jiang Minghao clearly saw the flaming stone, two flames in the shape of a dragon's head. The copper bell-like eyes stared at him fiercely, making Jiang Minghao feel that the blood all over his body was boiling. His back was firmly against the wall, and Jiang Minghao wiped it away. With sweat from his forehead, he muttered to himself:
"Fuck you, even if you have hallucinations, why do you have a fucking auditory hallucination?"
Although Jiang Minghao said to himself and comforted himself, his body still felt the heat generated by the stone, which was an extremely real existence.
At this moment, the fire dragon finally broke free and rushed out of the stone, like a creature regaining freedom, hovering happily in the sky, like a volley of flame, wanting to take this whole The space burns.
While Jiang Minghao stared at the floating flame, he actually saw a looming dragon shape under the flame, and the looming pieces of dragon scales, like armor covering the body, exuding a metallic luster, and the flamboyant The dragon's claws were made of lava. The flame suddenly changed its direction, and with a bloodthirsty and slaughter aura, it rushed straight down and flew towards Jiang Minghao, like a fireball with the tail of the fire, as if I want to devour this guy who is disturbing my comfort.
When Jiang Minghao watched the flames fly in, he felt a coercion invisibly. It made him feel that his shoulders were piled up by thousands of mountains, causing his legs to tremble unconsciously, and the sweat on his forehead was already gone. I can't tell if it's because of the heat or the fear in my heart.
"Boom...Boom..."
Jiang Minghao suddenly felt the beating of his heart, as if his silent heart had regained its vitality at that moment, making Jiang Minghao feel that his body was as real as a living person, and that all his body organs had regained vitality.
As the heart beats faster and faster, it is like an accelerating machine, but as the heart beats continuously accelerating, Jiang Minghao feels that his body is on the verge of overloading.
"what·······"
Jiang Minghao couldn't help but screamed, and the blue veins on his neck were also awakened by the roar, like tiny green snakes crawling under the skin, trying to jump out to protect his master, his right hand. Holding the saber in his hand tightly, under Jiang Minghao's effort, the blood beads from the tiger's mouth fell drop by drop like broken pearls, and fell on the hot slate floor, making a creaking sound.
His body was like a green pine, his back stretched like a strong bow, his feet were like iron plow hooks, and his hands were like guns. Under this endless pressure, Jiang Minghao could not feel a trace of fear, instead he unconsciously used his form. Fist moves.
"boom·······"
While the dragon-like flames rushed towards him, Jiang Minghao slammed his fist. The falcon wing saber covered with Jiang Minghao’s blood was like a cannonball out of the chamber, with the clamor of breaking the air and explosiveness. The attack power hit the fireworks tumbling towards the gushing.
But at the moment when the saber in Jiang Minghao’s hand touched the flame, a dazzling white light flashed. Jiang Minghao couldn’t help closing his eyes and tilting his head to dodge by the white light. But the next moment, he felt like he punched him. After hitting the air, he staggered forward, Jiang Minghao stepped out a few steps before slowly stabilizing his figure, but when he came back to his senses and looked around, he found that everything around him was white and boundless. The endless white light enveloped the surroundings, as if being in a illusion, and he seemed to have entered another world from the room just now.
"Master, hello!"
Just as Jiang Minghao was raising funds, the voice of a petite and weak little girl came, like a ghost in a cemetery late at night. Jiang Minghao suddenly turned her head in fright, but it's okay not to look at it. Jiang Minghao's face paled with fright. He couldn't believe his eyes, as if at this moment, he was struck by thunder on a sunny day, and his whole body was cold. The heat that was burned before was instantly dissipated. He trembled and patted. On his chest, he comforted himself with a rough breath:
"Fucking him, scared the little master to death, who are you, why are you here? Isn't it in the crystal coffin?"