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Chapter 905 I May Be a Fake Tomb Raider 40
Xi Ying shouted, "Jump!"

She jumped down.

Yan Yin floated beside her.

"Hahahahahaha, are you stupid, and shouted a jump, do you forget that I am a ghost? I don't need to jump, I just want to float ..."

Before Yan Yin finished speaking, his whole body... oh no, his whole soul hit a coffin.

When Xi Ying jumped down, she grabbed the vines on the cliff and slid down, so she didn't hit anything.

When she saw Yan Yin, who was supposed to pass through the coffin as a soul body, hit the coffin, her eyes immediately lit up.

This place is where Yanyin's body is stored.

And this coffin can stop Yan Yin's ghost, which means that it is Yan Yin's body inside!

"Exchange items and open the coffin!" Xi Ying said to Xiao Yiyi.

【okay! 】

With a thought in her mind, Xi Ying ran to the side of the coffin and threw her hands——

She opened the coffin that had been dusty for many years, just like opening the lid of a pencil case.

But if Xi Ying doesn't exchange for special items, she won't be able to open it even after 1 years.

This coffin has been specially treated, and it is basically impossible to open it after it is closed.

The coffin was lifted aside, and Yan Yin was almost crushed to death by the heavy cover.

He coughed and floated to Xi Ying's side, "Are you trying to kill me? Don't let He Lin kill me, but you accidentally kill me!"

And Xi Ying couldn't pay attention to him at all.

Her eyes were all focused on the pile of bones in front of her.

She feels pain.

Not a physical pain, but a pain that seemed to come from the depths of the soul.

The position of the heart, it hurts, it hurts.

This is not her pain as Xi Ying, but her pain as Xingxi.

Lord God mission 1, to help Yanyin find his body and let him enter reincarnation smoothly.

This main god mission is also the wish of Xingxi Craftsman.

Xi Ying clutched her heart, her eyes blurred, and she fell into the coffin.

"Xingxi, Xingxi, what's wrong with you Xingxi, don't scare me, Xingxi!"

Yan Yin reached out to grab Xi Ying, but she fell into the coffin with her.

Under Xi Ying's body was a pile of white bones, logically speaking it was terrifying.

But now, she felt that the pain in her whole body seemed to be relieved because of these bones.

"Xing Xi, how are you? Your face looks so pale! Your lips have turned white!" Yan Yin and Xi Ying squeezed together in this small coffin.

Xi Ying struggled to open her eyes.

Yan Yin is a ghost. When he was squeezed on the bed with Xi Ying in the dormitory, his soul body could pass through the railing and hang in mid-air.

But now, this coffin has restrictions on him, he can't go through the coffin, he can only squeeze inside like a human.

A little more popular, less ghostly.

"Yan Yin." Xi Ying slowly raised the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, "She has always liked you."

"Her? Who is she? Do you mean artisan?"

"Ah."

"Oh, it's been a long time, what are you talking about?
Besides, I only have a little impression of that craftsman, I can't even remember what she looks like.

So it doesn't matter if she likes me or not.

Xingxi, if you insist on saying something you like or not, then let me ask you. "

Speaking of this, Yan Yin was obviously a little nervous, but he had to pretend not to be nervous at all.

"I want to ask you, do you like me?"

(End of this chapter)