"This rosary is not bad, it can be used." In the copper coffin, Chu Yang stroked the string of Buddhist rosary, and could feel a faint force inside.

"Clang"

With a loud bang, the copper coffin closed.

Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and felt safe for the time being.

In an instant, he seemed to remember something and slowly moved away from where Ye Fan was.

Many people in the copper coffin remained silent and were in a depressed mood because many people died, and there were shrill scenes in their minds.

At this time, in the copper coffin, some people were crying sadly, some were glad that they had survived the disaster, and more people were confused, worried that there would be danger in the future and their future was worrying.

Suddenly, Chu Yang's double pupils became slightly hot, and he captured a gloomy breath, perhaps because the gods came in.

In the copper coffin, it was pitch black.

"Made, it's really infiltrated."

He cursed in his heart. In the perception of the double pupils, the gloomy aura became stronger and stronger, extremely evil, which made people creepy. It was most likely that it was the deity of the Great Holy Body.

At this time, he did not dare to look around, for fear of being troubled, and was only alert to the narrow range he was in.

"Plop"

Not long after, he heard a sound and felt a little confused. He knew something was wrong.

Someone died, just next to Ye Fan, which made everyone's scalp numb. At the same time, some people lit up their phones to check the situation...

"Ghost... There is a ghost in the bronze coffin!" A girl was frightened and trembled all over.

"It's not a ghost, he was killed! Judging from the marks on his neck, he was strangled to death." Suddenly, Liu Yunzhi's eyes swept coldly at Ye Fan, and a cold voice came out.

At this time, the finger was pointed at Ye Fan, and many people felt that he was the most suspicious.

"You fart."

Before Ye Fan could refute, Pang Bo angrily scolded Liu Yunzhi and swung the big copper plaque and wanted to beat him up.

After such a thing happened, Chu Yang had to walk there. Inadvertently, he glanced at the corner of the copper coffin and found a black shadow.

The black shadow was hideous and terrifying, with disheveled hair, and his eyes were shining with gloomy light.

"Pu...Puu"

His heart was beating violently, and he didn't dare to look over there anymore. He forced himself to calm down and came to the crowd.

"I'm fucking, this guy probably didn't notice me, right?" He thought so, comforting himself, and also alerting him.

Not long after, after some twists and turns, the death of the young man came to an end, and the "truth was revealed", it turned out that a little crocodile killed him.

After this incident, the camp was roughly distinguished. Ye Fan's faction and Liu Yunzhi's faction were in power and fire, and the rest were people who were mixed with each other.

For example, Zhou Yi and Lin Jia, Chu Yang thinks these two are not simple and have a deep sense of scheming.
Chapter completed!