Fatima got up from the ground and reached out to touch the injured area. The swelling was really reduced. Her eyes fell on Luoyang's back, and she felt a little guilty in her heart. Just now, she had misunderstood Luoyang.
There was no intention of taking advantage of her, but she was just giving serious treatment.
She grabbed the edge of the foam cushion and pulled down her small clothes. A particularly sensitive feeling suddenly came over her. She frowned slightly, and the trace of guilt disappeared.
That man touched the handle of the lid of the porcelain cup thirty-eight times.
Was he really unintentional?
Only the devil knows.
Luoyang stopped in front of the sarcophagus, hesitated for a few seconds, raised the sword in his right hand, and grabbed the iron chain on the sarcophagus with his left hand.
"Be careful!" Fatima warned. Just now she was holding on to the iron chain and was knocked away. Thinking about it made her feel frightened.
Luoyang smiled calmly: "It's okay, I'm different from you."
When the sound fell, he grabbed the chain.
boom!
Luoyang flew backwards, flying several meters away before landing on the ground, and then took two steps back before he regained his footing.
"Luo, are you okay?" Fatima hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"I'm fine." Luoyang didn't experience the pain that Fatima experienced, but the situation just now made him a little embarrassed. He just said he was different from her, but he was slapped in the face on the spot.
He is indeed not a son of destiny.
"I'll try this sword again." Luoyang came to the sarcophagus with the Thunder Sword again.
Fatima wanted to follow, but remembering what happened just now, she couldn't move her legs.
With the injection of spiritual power, the words, patterns and symbols on the Thunder Sword quickly lit up. The sword body, which was originally almost black, became crystal clear due to the spiritual light, and the green also covered the ink, giving people the impression of an imperial green sword.
feel.
In fact, even if we leave now, it will be a worthwhile trip with just this Thunder Sword.
With preparations in place, Luoyang raised his Thunder Sword with both hands and struck down the circle of iron chains on the sarcophagus.
bite!
Sparks flew.
The hemp-thick iron chain broke with a sudden sound. The words, patterns and symbols on the iron chain were originally in a state of sparkling light, but they were extinguished as soon as the iron chain was broken.
The broken chain fell to the ground.
Without the obstruction, a "swastika"-shaped seal was revealed in the center of the sarcophagus lid.
It is the final step.
Fatima finally couldn't hold it back and came over. She stared at the sarcophagus with wide eyes, but she was just confused.
Luoyang handed the thunder sword to Fatima: "Hold it for me, and I will open the seal."
Fatima stretched out her hand to take the Thunder Sword and warned: "Be careful."
Luoyang nodded, jumped onto the sarcophagus, and pressed his right hand on the "卍"-shaped seal.
During this period of time, he had seen too many seals and even magic formations composed of these words, patterns and symbols. Although he still could not decipher them, he had a conjecture in his mind, that is, these words, patterns and symbols were
It comes from another world, or another civilization, which is what Bai Jing once said - a mythical civilization.
If it exceeds these two possibilities, just pretend that he has not guessed anything.
Infusion of spiritual power.
The "swastika"-shaped seal lit up little by little. The moment it was all lit up, the words, patterns and symbols on the entire sarcophagus were instantly extinguished, and then shook.
nailed it.
It's actually not difficult.
Luoyang jumped down from the sarcophagus, came to the left side of the sarcophagus, put his hands on the coffin lid, and pushed to the right side.
Click, click, click...
With a harsh friction sound, the coffin lid moved slowly.
After just pushing away a foot, Luoyang saw the head of a female corpse.
The female corpse had no hair, a bald head, and exquisite facial features. In that shadow world, it was the woman in Aliye's dream, the only woman among the twelve great ancestral witches, and the female demon with the title of "God of Drought".
I don’t know how this corpse was preserved. Her skin still looks so fair and tender, without any of the dead fish whiteness that a corpse should have, and there is no rotten smell.
"Luo, what's inside?" Fatima was worried about affecting Luoyang and didn't dare to get closer to take a look, but she was anxious to know what was going on in the sarcophagus.
"A female corpse." Luoyang suddenly pushed the coffin lid to the right.
Boom!
The coffin lid fell to the ground, and the scene inside the sarcophagus was completely revealed.
Luoyang's eyes were also fixed.
The female master is about the same height as Bai Jing, less than 1.7 meters tall. She is a petite and exquisite woman. She has no clothes on her body, and everything is clearly visible. There is an obvious penetrating wound on her heart, which is just as wide as the Thunder Sword
Match.
This wound reminded Luoyang of the scene he saw when he touched Aliye's birthmark for the first time in that shadow world. The bloody sky, a sword piercing the chest of a bald woman. That bald woman was
The female slave, her scream at that time, "I hate it so much" still echoes in my ears.
"Luo, can I come over?" Fatima couldn't hold back her anger.
Luoyang's thoughts were interrupted and he replied: "Come here."
Fatima walked to the sarcophagus, looked over, and looked shocked: "Who... is she?"
"Nvba, a real great witch."
"This sarcophagus has been stored here for at least two thousand years. How come her body is so well preserved? If it weren't for the wound on her heart, I would have suspected that she was asleep instead of dead."
Fatima was very surprised.
"I feel weird too."
"Luo, I think you'd better find a piece of cloth to cover her. It's disrespectful for us to look at her body like this," Fatima said.
Luoyang glanced at her.
He had met her once in a dream, but he didn't even bother to tell her about it.
Besides, where can I find a piece of cloth to cover the body in this damn place?
Fatima shrugged: "Well, I think she doesn't mind either."
Luoyang really thought she didn't say anything, and his eyes returned to the body of the female slave. It was undeniable that the female slave should be regarded as a top beauty in her time, because she dared to shave her head and still look so good, he saw
This one of hers.
As for the grand tattoos of left blue dragon and right white tiger, she doesn’t have any tattoos on her body, they are as clean as a blank slate.
"I have opened the seal and fulfilled my promise, why don't you show up yet?" Luoyang said.
Fatima said in surprise: "Luo, who are you talking to?"
"I'm talking to her." Luoyang pointed to the female demon lying in the sarcophagus.
Fatima suddenly felt a chill on her back.
Suddenly, an unprovoked wind blew, and Fatima's skirt was rolled up. She hurriedly crossed her legs and held them down with her hands.
The dark wind blew across the face of Luoyang, and then a whirlwind blew into the sarcophagus.
A strange scene appeared. The body of the female slave fell off piece by piece, just like the crumbs of a thousand-layer cake. In a blink of an eye, only a pile of sand-colored ash was left, which looked like the soil on the Pamir Plateau.