Chuzheng pressed the person back again, her eyes cold: "You want to die?"
This Good Person Card looks like a weakling.
With so many Demonic Beasts, if he goes over, his bones would be gone in no time.
"Stay here and wait."
Chuzheng took a deep breath, used Yin Xian to surround the coffin, calculating in her heart how fast she needed to be to get back here before her stamina ran out.
The young man still wanted to talk, but Chuzheng had already rushed out.
Leaving the effective range of the coffin, she couldn't use the power within her body anymore, so Chuzheng could only rely on Yin Xian to clear a path.
The box the young man mentioned was still lying where the coffin had originally fallen, and Chuzheng grabbed the box and ran back.
The young man lay at the edge, staring intently at that side.
The roaring Demonic Beasts scrambled to pounce at the girl, and whether it was his illusion or not, her speed seemed slower than before.
