Chapter: 3665
Jiang Ning waved his hand and let some engineers go out.
"What's so special about this coffin?"
The black coffin in front of me had a very different aura. It could be seen that it had gone through many years, but it still exuded a stable aura. With the coffin lid closed, it seemed that it could be isolated from the world.
"This is the coffin of longevity."
The old naughty boy said, "If you sleep in it, you can live for many years, even if it is a corpse, it will not rot for a thousand years."
Jiang Ning's pupils shrank, so amazing?
"Thousand-year-old wood is very rare, and now I can't find one here."
The old naughty boy sighed, "That bastard, why is he willing to destroy it? Isn't he just trying to force me?"
"I must kill him!"
His murderous aura is peaceful, completely different from the domineering one before.
At this moment, the old naughty boy seemed to be more conscious, and probably remembered a lot of memories in his mind, but Jiang Ning didn't ask.
What are these coffins, these people, Jiang Ning is not clear now, but he knows that all of this must be related to Ji Dao boxing score? Yipawuzheyishanwu?
What Mr. Lang wants to do, he doesn't know.
"I know you have a lot of questions, and I can't remember them now, but I will tell you what I know,"
The old naughty boy turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ning, "You boy, you look pretty good."
"I just want to know what Mr. Lang wants to do."
"He wanted to save people."
The old urchin said.
save people?
If it is to save people, this starting point is correct.
"But in order to save people, he can kill other people, everyone, as long as it will affect his saving people, he will kill, even relatives and friends, even innocent passers-by."
Jiang Ning's eyes trembled, so ruthless?
This is so selfish!
"This person has no bottom line. It is a blessing to be regarded as a cherished person by him, but if he is not, then it is normal for him to kill you."
"What era are you all from?"
Jiang Ning looked at the old naughty boy and asked.
He could feel that the old naughty boy and Mr. Lang were obviously not from this era, especially the coffin, as long as they slept in it, they could live for many more years.
And the sixty-year-old man, in front of the old naughty boy, was called a child by him, which was enough to tell that the old naughty boy was not young anymore.
"What era?"
The old urchin raised his head, rolled his eyes, and patted himself on the head again. JrNovels.com