"Brother Sun! I heard the voice transmission from the brothers coming from the front, there should have been some fog outside."

"Don't worry about these things! Hey, that's not Xiao Liu?" Sun Guanghai interrupted the words of the people behind him and saw several guild members walking out of the woods.

The one who was called Xiao Liu by Sun Guanghai was Liu Jun who had a conflict with Han Feng outside the Yingling Tomb. When he saw Sun Guanghai, Liu Jun ran up a few steps. "Brother Sun..."

"Don't talk about anything else, where is Han Feng?" Sun Guanghai didn't have time to listen to Liu Jun's remarks and asked directly.

Liu Jun also knew Sun Guanghai's style of dealing with things. He sorted out what happened just now and told Sun Guanghai in a simplified manner.

"I heard from the brothers outside that I didn't see Han Feng coming out of the valley. The Blood Evil Sword should be still in the valley, leaving a small number of people to guard the entrance of the valley. The others came with me, even if they dig three feet into the ground, they would have to turn Han Feng out for me!" Sun Guanghai looked back at less than fifty people behind him, and still felt a little unsure. After all, Han Feng chose half of his guild people alone. Although he had a certain amount of luck in it, if he had no strength, no matter how good his luck was, it would be useless.

Thinking of this, Sun Guanghai was about to use Qianli to inform some people to come, but found that Qianli to send voice transmission was not easy to use in Shenyuan Valley. "You go out of the valley and guard the entrance of the valley with those outside, and notify the brothers who are close to here and hurry up!"

Sun Guanghai didn't say the following "I'm afraid there is not enough manpower" but looking at everyone's faces, it was estimated that everyone had guessed these.

Seeing everyone's reluctance, Sun Guanghai didn't care about anything else, "Let's go!"

On the clearing ground in Shenyuan Valley, Han Feng stood on a small earth slope, staring at the two small pits in front of him, and was stunning.

"Brother Han, what are you looking at?" Gao Fei was stunned when she saw Han Feng's look, and couldn't help asking anxiously. Now Gao Fei's idea is to return to the safe zone as soon as possible, and then go offline normally to see her sister's situation. Gao Fei had thought of forcibly going offline, but in that case, this helmet would only be invalid for a few thousand yuan, and she couldn't bear it. As for suicide or being killed off the online, the virtual helmet connected to the brain wave, Gao Fei couldn't stand it.

Han Feng was not in a daze at this time, but looked at the land in front of him and was thinking about what to dig it out. Just now, when Han Feng was arguing with the people of the God Guild, he threw the Blood Evil Sword and the Blood Drinking Sword on the ground. With the sharpness of the two gods and demons, it should have been directly buried in the land, leaving the handle outside to be considered as the end. However, at halfway, he was blocked by something and only halfway into the position.

Han Feng didn't pay attention at that time, but when he easily pulled out the Blood-Drinking Sword and Blood Evil Sword from the land, he suddenly realized that there were many people just now, and the so-called people were so crowded that he was anxious to leave, so he had to give up for the time being.

After running in the woods for a while, Han Feng estimated that there should be no players near the open space. It was a long night and dreaming. He still spared a circle and came back.

Han Feng squatted down and used his hands to pick the soil. He found that the soil was relatively solid and it was difficult to easily dig it open. He glanced around and found a few branches to try it. After digging for a few times, it broke.

"Brother Han, what are you doing?" Seeing that Han Feng had been ignoring him and fiddling alone for no reason, Gao Fei finally couldn't help but ask again.

Having made up his mind, Han Feng must also tell Gao Fei what he thought, "Here, dig up here!"

"Dig it?" Gao Fei thought she had heard it wrong and asked repeatedly.

Han Feng ignored it and just drew the blood evil sword from behind, threw the Thunder Sword in his hand to Gao Fei, and used the weapons in his hand as hoes and began to dig.

Gao Fei turned out to be the Thunder Sword, staring at Han Feng blankly, then looked at the Thunder Sword in his hand, and also imitated Han Feng's appearance and began to dig.

Although the tools are not very good, fortunately, Han Feng is at the ninth level of the Body Refining Stage, and the difference in absolute power can offset this deficiency. Turning his head to look at Gao Fei next to him, although he is not sure, he still obediently held the Thunder Sword and worked hard to dig.

It is estimated that the Black Tiger will go online again at this time, and it may not be completely pissed off the line again. The Blood Evil Knife, which regards life as life, brings a lot of benefits to the Black Tiger, is actually like a shovel in Han Feng's hands, and is doing the business of digging and prying the ground.

Although the power of the gods and demon soldiers is extraordinary and can bring players to a considerable height, in Han Feng's eyes, compared with the internal test treasures in his own warehouse, even if the gods and demon soldiers are at most ordinary goods, their greatest value is still at the selling price of Donglai Inn.

Han Feng urgently needs money now, so he first buys his own nest, even if the area is small, at least his own. If a person who has been wandering outside for many years always rents a house in a city, it is difficult to have a sense of belonging. Han Feng wants to make a living in a Mingtang in the game, an indispensable home and a certain amount of funds as support. This is necessary.

The small soil slope, which was originally not large, was dug by Han Feng and Gao Fei for more than half a meter deep, and it had basically reached the required depth.

"Dong!"

When the blood evil sword in Han Feng's hand was pressed against something, it made a muffled sound. He was delighted, and Han Feng and Gao Fei digged a few times. A milky white thing, similar to a sarcophagus, appeared in front of Han Feng. Although he was hit by the gods and demon soldiers many times, there was no scratch.

"This...what is this?" Gao Fei looked at the sarcophagus-shaped thing in front of him, and opened her mouth in surprise. He really couldn't understand why Han Feng knew that there was this thing here.

"Help me pay attention to the surrounding situation." He instructed Gao Fei, Han Feng jumped high from the small earth slope and landed steadily on the sarcophagus. The violent vibration caused the soil on the surrounding earth slope to roll down.

Han Feng used the Blood Evil Knife to clean out all the soil around the top layer of the sarcophagus and carefully examined the sarcophagus under his feet.

It was said to be a sarcophagus, and after careful look, it was made of white mutton fat. The jade has a fine texture and a milky white surface, which seemed to be a faint halo, making people look like a dream. The entire jade coffin was about two and a half meters long and more than half a meter wide. There were a large number of flying rare beasts on the top. Monsters with wings, tiger skin and cow heads; monsters with five-legged snake body and human faces; monsters with one-legged and one-eyed bull-shaped monsters, and countless monsters. Han Feng looked at it all, and none of them could have named them by himself.

Quan Xie Sheep Fat Jade Coffin: A common coffin used by the Yin Yu Clan. Only the noble Yin Yu Clan members can be qualified to use it.

Quanye mutton fat jade coffin?

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