A Jade face with! thousand hands

It was dark.

The four walls, top and bottom were all solid coffins.

The female cultivator from suzhen heaven was lying in the coffin with a calm expression. Her hands were crossed on her lower abdomen. Her dress was clean and her posture was elegant. At this moment, her long eyelashes drooped and her eyes were closed as if she was sleeping.

"Dong Dong Dong."

Knocking sounds came from outside, and a woman's sweet and soft voice with a hint of coldness came in. &Quot; "Pseudo Dao Su Zhen Tian, open the door!"

The female cultivator's expression didn't change at all and she didn't care about su Xirou's provocation.

Then, a voice that was exactly the same as hers came from outside, " "Alright!"

The female cultivator of suzhen sect remained unmoved.

The next moment, su Xirou's figure suddenly appeared in the coffin.