"What is shaking m?" The little fan girl had obvious confusion and confusion in her tone, and then she was too lazy to think too much, and smiled, "I feel that your personality is fine. Although she looks very cold and bad to me, I feel that this is just the mask you are wearing in front of strangers!"

"Why?"

"Because in the dungeon, you will still stand up to save me whenever I encounter real danger. At that time, I knew that you are actually a cold outside and hot inside!" The little fan girl's tone was extremely gentle.

"It's useless to say such things to please me. I'm not a fan of it!"

...

Facts have proved that Mo Fan is really "very good at chatting". Even if he chats with such a little fan, he ends up in vain after chatting for a few words.

After sending off the little fan, Mo Fan was able to start a new dungeon. After thinking for a while, he finally chose the team dungeon.

It’s not that he has a special liking for this dungeon, but that he doesn’t want to play with the other two dungeons, so he can only choose this dungeon.

"Tip: You have selected a team raid and are matching teammates, please wait!"

"Tip: The match is successful, the number of people matched this time is - 10!"

"Tip: The copy is being generated randomly, please wait..."

"Tip: The copy has been generated and is loading..."

"Tip: There is no opening cg in this dungeon!"

Mo Fan's brows moved slightly. Before he could think about it, his eyes flashed, and the scenery around him changed rapidly. After blinking his eyes, he was already in a dark and closed environment.

First, look around. This is a dark space of about half a basketball court. It is surrounded by stone walls and is blocked above, leaving no light to see the sky. It is very likely that it is underground.

There is a square groove on the wall every distance, and there is a burning oil lamp in each groove that is dimly lit.

Therefore, although there is no sunlight here, it can barely see things. Mo Fan can clearly see that there is a dark coffin in the center of this space.

The coffin was pitch black and shiny. Mo Fan could even see his reflection through the surface of the coffin, but it was too weird and blurry, which made him feel that the reflection was not like himself.

Two wooden benches were mounted under the coffin, which was suspended. An oil lamp was quietly placed under the coffin, burning slowly.

Although the situation in front of him looked extremely strange, it seemed that there was no danger for the time being, Mo Fan immediately opened the task list.

Main mission: Escape from the Heaven of Birth!

The short and clear main task, coupled with the strange scene in front of you, gives people a sense of murderous crisis, and a strange atmosphere slowly lingers in this closed space without seeing the sun.

This space is not small or large. Anyway, Mo Fan stood aside, and you can see everything here at a glance.

He looked up and looked around carefully, but did not find anything similar to the exit, even the road to other places was not.

The key to the problem was already very obvious. It was the coffin in front of me. Mo Fan walked to the coffin and gently knocked it on it, "Hello, is anyone?"

There was no movement in the coffin, just like an ordinary coffin. Immediately, he wanted to try to see if he could push the coffin open.

But soon, Mo Fan discovered that the coffin was completely slained and it was impossible to push it away. It seemed that violent means must be used.

At this moment, he suddenly fixed his eyes on the oil lamp below the coffin. Logically speaking, there must be some explanations or special intentions.

However, Mo Fan is not omnipotent. He really doesn't know much about this kind of thing. In fact, it's been 2060. In the past, fewer and fewer people believed in those mysterious things, so many things gradually lost.

The things about superstition that were passed down from the older generation have long been changed by those jokes on the Internet, so Mo Fan did not know these things.

Mo Fan was too lazy to go into the delves of things he didn't understand. He kicked the oil lamp over casually, and the faint fire point was immediately annihilated. In an instant, a gust of cold wind was blowing through this closed space.

"Huh...huh!"

The oil lamps in the grooves of the surrounding walls were already faint, and the fire immediately shrank after the cold wind blew, and the room became much darker in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, huge impact sounds came from the coffin. Just from the rapid frequency and rude force, it can be inferred that the person inside was absolutely extremely angry now!

"Isn't it just kicking you over a lamp? You don't want to jump out of the coffin to get me?" Although Mo Fan was talking casually, at the same time, the Purple Golden Sword of Killing Bone appeared in his hands instantly.

"Bang!"

Under a series of crazy impacts, the nailed coffin lid finally couldn't hold on and was bombarded by a huge force. A stiff figure stood up straight from the coffin.

After a closer look, I found that this was a tall zombie with a green face and fangs!

The zombie's head turned stiffly and immediately locked Mo Fan on the side. There was a hint of unconscious anger in his cold eyes, which was not at all alive. He roared and jumped up, and his claws were straight at the human in front of him.

Mo Fan immediately lowered his body, and the zombie's scary purple nails inserted into the wall behind him like a sharp blade!

Mo Fan took the opportunity to swing it out, like a meteor brought from red, slashing across the zombie's abdomen, causing a long wound, but no blood flowed out.

A "sizzling" sound came from the wound, and even a sparkling point came out, a faint blue smoke and a stench came out.

This wound should not be anything to the zombie with steel and iron bones, but the tall zombie in front of him seemed to be suffering from unbearable pain and jumped two steps in a hurry.

Mo Fan then remembered that zombies and ghosts and other yin and cold creatures were extremely afraid of fire, and his bone-killing purple gold sword now had fire-attribute attacks, so the opponent looked like he was struck by lightning.

After understanding this, Mo Fan became even more unscrupulous and did not hesitate to move forward and launched a fierce pursuit.

However, the legendary zombies all have corpse poisons and other things. They may be eliminated if they are scratched with a claw. Although he seems to be scruples, he is actually quite careful.

After the zombie suffered the attack just now, it had a shadow on the knife in Mo Fan's hand, so it was not as fierce as it was at the beginning.
Chapter completed!