Chapter 449 Map Phantom (2)

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Yang Zimei recounted the hallucination that appeared in his mind just now.

When Xuehu heard this, he immediately put his small rosy nose close to him, sniffed the parchment carefully, then shook his head and said to Yang Zimei in a heartfelt voice: "There's no poison on it, someone must have practiced witchcraft. !"

"witchcraft?"

Yang Zimei looked at the parchment in surprise, she almost fell into the peach blossom miasma just by touching it with her tentacles. Is this witchcraft really too powerful?

Long Zhutian tried to close his eyes and stretched out his fingers to touch.

A vision also began to appear in his mind.

However, what he saw was completely different from what Yang Zimei saw. What he saw was not the mountains and the peach blossom miasma, but a dozen coffins placed together.

There are fourteen in total, twelve of which are tightly surrounded by the two dark black coffins in the middle, forming a protective posture.

He clearly saw that each coffin had a special pattern, just like the pattern on the peach wood plaque.

He still wanted to see a little more clearly, and suddenly countless swords were shot around him, shooting at him—

"Day by day—"

Yang Zimei screamed and patted his Tianling cover!

Long Zhutian opened his eyes, sweating profusely all over his body!

A sword was stabbed into his arm just now, and he clearly felt the pain of the sword piercing his flesh.

He looked down at the position of his hallucinated stabbed arm, and there was actually a bright red blood mark on it...

He told Yang Zimei what he had just seen!

Yang Zimei was shocked.

I always thought that if I knew small spells, I was already very powerful. Now, compared to this witchcraft that can use illusions to kill people like real people, it is simply insignificant.

The frog at the bottom of the well is probably talking about himself.

She reached out and touched the red dot on Long Zhutian's arm, and helped him gently rub it for a while, rubbing the red dot away.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Long Zhutian held her hand in his own, and said with lingering fear, "If you hadn't woken me up in time, I might have been pierced by thousands of arrows."

"The coffin you mentioned is exactly the same as what Master saw. I don't know if Master met the sword formation mechanism at that time. Let's ask."

Yang Zimei pulled Long Zhutian Dao.

"Um."

Long Zhutian nodded, "I've been back for so long, I haven't officially met your master, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, Master won't blame you."

Yang Zimei said.

The two were about to leave hand in hand when Xuehu chased him forward, jumped into her arms, and said dissatisfiedly, "Damn girl, how could you forget me?"

"You just don't forget me."

"Humph."

Xuehu snorted coldly, and then comforted himself: "He was just holding hands with you, and I was in your arms, haha, I still took advantage."

Yang Zi's eyebrows were embarrassed.

"Don't hold small things in front of me."

Long Zhutian felt that something was wrong with the little fox, so when he saw it jumping into Yang Zimei's arms, he was angry.

"This...you wouldn't even eat a pet's vinegar, would you?" Yang Zimei snorted.

"Um."

Long Zhutian didn't even deny it, and bluntly expressed how small his arrogance was.

"You heard, he doesn't like me hugging you in front of him, you should walk by yourself." Yang Zimei said to Xuehu.

"I don't!" Xuehu got into her arms and refused to leave.

Long Zhutian stretched out his big hand, grabbed it by its tail, and hoisted it out, and then said a dull sentence: "It's still a male, and I can't hold it in the future!"

Yang Zi's eyebrows are covered with black lines, and the cloth is brushed down...

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