The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2557 fainted again

"Quick, open the glazed ice coffin."

The excited voice was very familiar.

Leng Wuyou moved his ears, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the source of the sound, but his eyes were still blurred, he couldn't see anything clearly, and his mind became dizzy for a while.

The dizziness was really severe, she opened her mouth to speak but couldn't make a sound, her body was unusually heavy, and she lost consciousness again the next moment.

At the moment when her consciousness disappeared, she could still hear the hurried and excited voice next to her ear, as if it was familiar from a long time ago.

"Be careful, don't hurt the gods."

"Slow down, slow down."

In the pitch-black cave, only the ice coffin exudes a faint silver light, and the woman lying in the ice coffin wearing a golden robe and with the same face as Leng Wuyou also emits bursts of nine-color light, nine The colorful light flows and wraps the woman in it.

Beside the ice coffin, Mr. Leng, Xiao Bai, other elders of the Phoenix Clan, and even an old patriarch all gathered here with burning eyes, but they looked at the woman in the ice coffin devoutly. Each looked nervous and excited.

And in front of them are guards wearing flame armor, they are carefully opening the ice coffin.

After watching for a long time, the ice coffin still hadn't been opened, and the elder couldn't stand it any longer, so he directly stepped forward and drove the guards aside to do it himself.

However, as soon as his hand was attached to it, bursts of icy cold air came from above. This cold air could almost freeze a person's soul. Subconsciously, he let go of his hand from the ice coffin. When he looked at the palm of his hand, , His hands were already frozen into ice.

"Hiss~ What's going on here? How did this glazed ice coffin become so cold?"

His hand just touched the glazed ice coffin, and it was frozen into ice. The previous glazed ice coffin was not so powerful.

The god is still inside, will he be frostbitten by the cold air of this ice coffin?

Thinking of this, the Great Elder panicked.

Seeing the panic on the Great Elder's face, everyone present had their hearts in their throats.

Then they watched the Great Elder frantically pushing the lid of the ice coffin regardless of his frozen hands, but no matter what the Great Elder did, the ice coffin would not move at all.

On the contrary, his arms were also frozen, and even his eyebrows and hair were covered with a layer of frost. Seeing this scene, everyone present was terrified.

Xiaobai lay on the shoulder of old man Leng, seeing that the ice coffin could not be opened for a long time, and looking at the old phoenix, he became anxious all of a sudden.

Will the mother in the ice coffin be frozen into ice cubes if this continues?
Thinking of this, Xiao Bai couldn't wait to jump down, stretched out his little paw and patted the ice coffin.

As a result, a burst of icy cold air flashed across, and his small body was blown away.

Mr. Leng had quick eyesight and quick hands, and directly hugged Xiaobai from mid-air into his arms, preventing Xiaobai from being thrown against the wall and smashed into a cake.

This scene made the Great Elder's brows tightly knit into a ball.

"What should I do? If I can't open it all the time, can I just watch the god become an ice sculpture inside?"

One of the crowd uttered such dejected words.

"nonsense."

The next moment, someone didn't want to, and shouted directly, stretched out a slap the size of a cattail fan from the corner, and with one slap, the young man who said this was sent flying.

The young man who was photographed flying was not so lucky, no one came to pick him up, his body hit the wall heavily, and the whole body was photographed into the wall, and he couldn't get it off.

There was even a human-shaped notch printed on the wall.

With the lessons learned from this person, the people behind didn't say it even if they had some frustrated words in their hearts. They don't want to be slapped on the wall, or the kind that can't be picked off.

(End of this chapter)