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In the live broadcast room.

"What just happened? Did Jiang Shuai fall into a coffin?”

"It doesn't seem to have fallen in, but was dragged in by something in the coffin. The thing in this coffin seems to be very fierce!”

"Didn't Jiang Shuai say that the things in this coffin are the seven evil gods of the Gu Qing Kingdom? They're really fierce!”

"F * ck, Jiang Shuai was pulled into the coffin. I'm afraid he's in trouble.”

“……”

Because the camera was placed right in front of the seven coffins.

Therefore, the audience could clearly see Jiang Shuai being pulled into the coffin.

The Seven Evil Gods of the Gu Qing Kingdom.

This was written in Jiang Shuai's novel.

The audience was quite familiar with this thing. Now that Jiang Shuai had been pulled into the coffin by this thing, the audience was worried for him.

At this moment, the professors and the others were still a little confused.

They had indeed heard the sound, but when they looked over, Jiang Shuai's figure had already disappeared.

"Where's Little Jiang? Where did he go?"

The professor asked anxiously, but no one responded.

After all.

Su Yun and the others also did not see the scene of Jiang Shuai being pulled into the coffin.

……

At this moment.

Inside the coffin.

Jiang Shuai's two hands were tightly gripping the edge of the coffin, and his feet were also supporting the coffin.

He was facing the coffin and hovering above it.

The stench was so strong that Jiang Shuai could barely breathe.

However…

Fortunately, after the thing in the coffin pulled him in, it did not take any further action.

Its hand was still tightly gripping Jiang Shuai's collar like an iron clamp.

"Hu…Hu…"

Heavy breathing sounded in Jiang Shuai's ears.

"Damn it, is this thing still not fully awake?”

"This place really stinks.”

Jiang Shuai could not help but curse in his heart. At this moment, his two hands were tightly gripping the two sides of the coffin, not daring to relax at all.

After all.

If he were to let go, he would probably kiss the thing in the coffin.

With this disgusting smell, if he really kissed her, it would be a nightmare for Jiang Shuai for the rest of his life.

Jiang Shuai's torchlight had fallen outside the coffin when he was captured, so the coffin was completely dark now.

He could not see the face of the person in the coffin clearly, nor did he know what was going on inside the coffin.

"Little Jiang?"

Just as Jiang Shuai grabbed the edge of the coffin and was struggling to hold on.

Professor and the others shouted anxiously.

Jiang Shuai wanted to respond so that the professor and the others could confirm his location, but the stench in the coffin was so strong that Jiang Shuai could not open his mouth.

However…

Fortunately, the professor and the others could not see Jiang Shuai's figure. They only saw the flashlight on the ground and quickly ran over to check on the situation.

After they arrived, they finally saw Jiang Shuai who was pulled into the coffin.

At this moment.

From the perspective of the professors and the others, Jiang Shuai's two hands were tightly gripping the edge of the coffin, hanging above it.

Because they couldn't see the hand holding Jiang Shuai's collar, the professor and the others didn't know what Jiang Shuai was doing.

"Little Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

The professor looked at Jiang Shuai's back and asked with concern.

However, there was still no response.

The professor instantly felt that something was wrong. He quickly took the flashlight and shone it into the coffin.

When he saw what was in the coffin, the professor was so scared that he took a few steps back.

There was a corpse covered in black hair in the coffin. It was like moldy tofu. The hair was at least two centimeters long.

When the professor looked over, his eyes met with the black dumpling's widened eyes.

His eye sockets were sunken and his eyes were completely red. There was no difference between eyeballs.

Moreover…

Even if it was covered in black hair, it could not hide its face that looked like a big melon.

This thing looked really scary.

The professor's photo seemed to have shocked the person in the coffin.

It directly pushed fiercely, directly pushing Jiang Shuai out of the coffin.

After Jiang Shuai fell out, he rolled twice on the ground before stabilizing himself.

"Hu…Hu…"

The first thing Jiang Shuai did after stabilizing his body was to breathe crazily.

Although he could still smell the stench when he breathed, it was much stronger than when he was in the coffin.

"Little Jiang, are you alright?"

After Jiang Shuai was thrown out, he lay on the ground and panted heavily.

The professor ran over anxiously and asked Jiang Shuai.

Jiang Shuai was now the most important member of the archeological team. Even if something happened to the professor, nothing could happen to Jiang Shuai.

"The thing in the coffin has woken up!”

"All of you, stay far away!"

After a few seconds of crazy breathing, Jiang Shuai finally calmed down.

He looked at the professor and quickly instructed.

When the professor shone his flashlight into the coffin, Jiang Shuai also saw the person inside.

From the looks of it, it should also be a black-furred dumpling. However, from its red eyes, it was much stronger than the bean-eyed black-furred dumpling with the bronze fox mask.

This thing was not easy to deal with, so the Professor and the others naturally hid as far away as possible.

However…

Now, it seemed that only one of them had woken up.

If it was just one, Jiang Shuai felt that it should not be too much of a threat to him.

After all.

Even if he was much stronger than the dumpling outside the tomb, he was still just a black-furred dumpling.

"Alright…alright!"

"Little Jiang, you must be careful.”

The professor looked at Jiang Shuai and quickly nodded his head.

He naturally knew that it was useless for him to stay here. The only thing they could do was not to be Jiang Shuai's burden.

"Bang!"

Just as the professor responded to Jiang Shuai.

There was a loud muffled sound. The professor turned around with the flashlight.

The coffin had completely exploded, and the owner of the coffin, who was covered in black hair, appeared in front of everyone.

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