Chapter 954: The Past of Old Feng

"What's going on?Vague memory?Could it be that you didn't remember so much at first?" Zhao Chen frowned and asked curiously.

Feng Lao nodded unabashedly and replied: "Well, every time I think of the necromantic coffin, I have a headache, as if there is a strange force stopping me, and I have finally remembered part of it in the past few days, but it is still incomplete......"

Feng Lao was also puzzled by this situation, thinking that maybe it was because of the power of that ancient book.

"In this way, there is no way to distinguish the mother coffin, and the function of this coffin is to control the mother coffin, and it can't be changed, right?" Zhao Chen couldn't help but feel a headache, this necromantic coffin caused him a lot of trouble.

"That's theoretical, that's why I asked you to open the coffin and see if I could recall anything. ”

Zhao Chen nodded, finally understood Feng Lao's consciousness, and began to use his spiritual power to open the coffin of the necromancy, "Feng Lao, there are still some ghost fireflies in here, you must be careful later." ”

"Ghost Fireworm, where did you get these things?" Rao couldn't help frowning when he heard the three words Ghost Fireworm with the strength of the old man, and a look of jealousy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Acquired by chance, so ...... Do I still want to open the necromantic coffin now?" Zhao Chen couldn't help but hesitate when he saw Feng Lao's uncertain appearance, and the movements of his hands stopped slowly.

"Why don't you open it?" Feng Lao swallowed and said with a determined expression.

Hearing this, Zhao Chen didn't think much about it, when even if he used the spiritual power of his body to the extreme again, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the necromantic coffin, under this huge spiritual power, the necromantic coffin gradually emitted a strange sound, opened a small opening, and the surrounding dead qi became more and more intense.

Feng Lao felt this dead breath, his heart rose to his throat, staring intently at the coffin of the dead, and he was ready to deal with the ghost fire insect at any time.

"Squeak, squeak!" The strange sound became louder and louder, and Zhao Chen's face became more and more pale, and the bean-sized drops of sweat dripped down his forehead and fell to the ground, obviously consuming a lot of spiritual power.

"Open the ......" Feng Lao held his breath, he didn't dare to breathe, his expression became more and more nervous, in the face of such an ominous thing as the necromantic coffin, Feng Lao couldn't be careful.

After a while, the necromantic coffin was opened by about one-tenth, Zhao Chen gasped in his mouth, and said helplessly: "I have used all my strength, I can only open so much." ”

However, there was no appearance of ghost fireworms at this time, Zhao Chen found that those ghost fireworms seemed to be able to obey his orders, when he opened the necromancer coffin just now, Zhao Chen had been thinking in his heart that the ghost fireworms should not come out, but they really didn't come out.

Seeing that there were no ghost fireworms, Feng Lao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and cautiously stepped forward to take a look, but found that the inside of the necromantic coffin was dark, and there was nothing but a thick dead air.

"There's no valuable information to be found, damn it, how could I forget those things?" Feng Lao didn't feel any change in his memory, and couldn't help but say with some frustration.

"Old Feng, hurry up, I can't hold on anymore!" Zhao Chen felt that the feeling of prostration in his body was getting worse and worse, and he couldn't help urging.

Hearing this, Feng Lao subconsciously put his hand into the necromantic coffin, wanting to touch what was inside, but the moment his hand reached in, a dangerous aura rushed towards him, and the necromantic coffin seemed to have turned into an endless black hole at this moment, wanting to suck his whole person in.

Feng Lao's already pale cheeks became even older at this moment, and vitality was passing quickly from his body.

Feng Lao wanted to pull his hand out of the necromantic coffin, but found that there was no way at all, and after trying unsuccessfully, Feng Lao couldn't help urging: "Zhao Chen Xiaoyou, hurry up and close the necromantic coffin!"

Zhao Chen also noticed that something was wrong at this moment, and hurriedly wanted to lock up the necromantic coffin, but fortunately, the necromantic coffin was still within his control at the moment, just by taking back the spiritual power, the necromantic coffin was gradually closed.

At this moment, the strong death qi around him was constantly dissipating, and Feng Lao also felt that the strange power on his arm was suddenly sent, and he immediately pulled his hand out of the necromantic coffin, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Chen had already taken the necromantic coffin back into his body, and immediately helped Feng Lao up from the ground with a concerned expression, and said guiltily: "Feng Lao, I'm really embarrassed, I didn't expect this to happen." ”

Just now, half of the vitality in Feng Lao's body has been consumed, so Feng Lao now looks like a listless old man in his twilight, as if he may die at any time.

After a while, Feng Lao came to his senses, and said with a palpitating look: "You don't have to feel embarrassed, I'm very satisfied that I can pick up a life this time, anyway, I will enter the Black Dragon Purgatory soon, and I didn't think about coming out of it at all." ”

"Old Feng ......" Zhao Chen really didn't understand why Old Feng was trying so hard to help him.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to die for the time being, and my strength hasn't been affected in any way, but this time I remembered something. Feng Lao didn't care about the vitality that had passed just now, and he didn't want to help Zhao Chen, but this ancient book had puzzled him for a long time, and it was because of that ancient book that he ended up where he is now, so he naturally wanted to unlock the secret.

Zhao Chen looked at Feng Lao's weak appearance, his heart was full of guilt, where did he still have the heart to think about that.

"Zhao Chen Xiaoyou, do you know why I want to enter the Black Dragon Purgatory?" Feng Lao knew that Zhao Chen was uncomfortable now, so he didn't care so much, but said to himself on the side.

"I committed a heinous murder in my hands, all 50 members of our family died at my hands, and I killed them with my own hands that night, I was like a butcher, I lost my reason and my humanity......"

"And the reason for all this is because of an ancient book, you say it's ridiculous, I have greatly increased my strength because of that estimate, and I have created endless killings because of that ancient book. Feng Lao smiled and smiled, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and his expression was very sad.

"I found something related to ancient books in you, I naturally want to find out......" Feng Lao's eyes were red, and his old face showed a look of exhaustion.

Hearing this, Zhao Chen was very shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to Feng Lao, of course, he felt more sorry for Feng Lao, "What kind of ancient book is that? It can actually affect people's minds, such an evil sect!"