Xiang Nangong didn't know where the pattern protruded. The screen without cracks suddenly moved to both sides. After a while, the white inner wall was exposed, and then the inner wall also moved to both sides like a screen.

A small open space inside was actually exposed. At the innermost side of the open space was a mahogany coffin.

I don't know what refrigeration equipment was placed in the open space. As soon as I opened it, a chill immediately spread out, and white cold air came out of the mahogany coffin from time to time.

She suddenly felt a chill that penetrated her bones, and her steps were frozen in place, unable to move.

"No zombies knew of her existence, so I...I spent a lot of effort to find the Millennium Ice and kept her body in it." Xiang Nangong's voice was passed into Xiao Lige's calmly.

The eardrums are as comfortable as describing today's weather.

"**..." Xiao Lige read these two words with a stiff expression, feeling as if his back was being pricked by needles.

I saw Xiang Nangong's hand move, and the coffin lid opened by itself.

The coffin lid opened so quickly that Xiao Lige didn't even have time to make any mental preparations before a stunningly beautiful woman appeared in her field of vision.

In other words, it is a beautiful corpse frozen in ice. And that face, except for the eyes tightly closed, is exactly the same as Xiao Lige. Even... the expression.

"No..." Xiao Lige took a step back. Because her body was so frightened, her feet gave way. She tripped over her own feet and fell to the ground.

Xiang Nangong didn't look at her, but kept looking at his... Cui'er. His expression was so gentle, as if he and his Cui'er were the only ones left in the world.

"For so many years, I have been looking for the art of bringing the dead back to life." His voice was so calm, so calm that... I don't know if he was talking to himself or to Xiao Lige.

Xiao Lige regained some consciousness due to the pain of falling to the ground. It took a long time before she could make a sound.

"Then you...have you found the technique to bring the dead back to life?"

Although she asked this, in fact, she wanted to ask more: Did Cui'er resurrected while she was lying in the coffin, and Xiao Lige ceased to exist?

To be more direct, if Cui Er lives, will she die?

"No." Mo Zifei shook his head: "She is not from our corpse clan, and all resurrection techniques are useless to her. But..."

Xiang Nangong, who had been looking at Cui'er, suddenly turned his face, startling Xiao Lige.

"But what..." She boldly continued to ask.

Xiang Nangong walked towards him step by step, but Xiao Lige was half-sitting on the ground at the moment, unable to retreat or run away.

Just his fingers were bent and gripping the ground tightly.

"But didn't you show up?" Xiang Nangong smiled: "No matter who you are in this life, you will always be my Cui'er."

Xiao Lige shook his head: "I'm not Cui'er! Let me just be honest. I am Mo Zifei's side wife, my name is Xiao Lige."

"Mo Zifei...fei?" His voice suddenly became a little deeper: "Brother Zifei...are you actually trying to steal a woman from me?"

She didn't know why her body suddenly gained strength. She stood up with all her strength and ran out with all her strength, as if a tiger was chasing her behind her.

However, when she ran far away and turned around to look, there was no one behind her, only a long corridor, winding like a snake's body.
Chapter completed!