The best little magician in the countryside

Chapter 673: Hidden Dragon Coffin

The golden light turned into dots and dissipated in the hall.

Afterwards, everyone who came to their senses was excited, and even became a little crazy.

Because not only the sculpture that was about to kill them stopped moving, but even the most precious dragon ball that they were looking for on this trip appeared!
Rumble!
As everyone walked quickly towards the pool, the sculptures returned to their original positions.

If you don't take a closer look at the spears they have lost, it seems that these sculptures have always stayed in place and never moved.

Looking at the crowd who came running, and the greedy eyes of that Dragon Ball, Jiang Chen smiled playfully: "Everyone, do you still want to kill me now?"

Although for the sake of the baby, you don't have to lose all face.

However, under the circumstances that Jiang Chen didn't snatch the Dragon Ball first just because he was close to it, these people all showed a little ashamed expression.

Jiang Chen did not help them deal with the sculptures.

But it made those sculptures stop.

Not only did they see the dragon ball they had dreamed of, but they also let them pick up a life from the sculpture's spear and machete.

Even though no one would say that they have accepted Jiang Chen's life-saving grace, but if they ask themselves, they must remember Jiang Chen's kindness no matter what.

Kill him?
It's hard to say in the future.

But now, I am afraid no one will kill.

Otherwise, it will definitely arouse the anger of others.

Jiang Chen glanced at the Dragon Ball beside him, then walked towards Luo Yanran and the little naughty boy.

"Obviously the Dragon Ball is close at hand, why not take it?"

As soon as he came to the front, the little naughty boy showed a speechless look.

Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "First of all, the dragon ball is the most precious treasure. I still understand the reason why a man is innocent, but he is guilty of holding a jade. Secondly, there is only one dragon ball, but the people present are from five or six camps. What do you think? Is the first person to get the Dragon Ball the last one?"

As he said that, Jiang Chen suddenly changed his subject: "In the end, I don't think this Dragon Ball will always exist."

"What do you mean?" Little Urchin and Luo Yanran asked in unison.

Jiang Chen shook his head: "I don't know, there is always a very vague feeling, as if there is a voice in my ear telling me that no one can bring this dragon ball out of this hall."

"Tsk."

Hearing this, the little urchin immediately dragged towards Jiang Chen with a contemptuous look: "There is a voice in your ear telling you? Why didn't you say that there is an old grandfather hidden in the ring you wear, or that there is a fairy living in the sea of ​​consciousness?" ?”

"If I really have that kind of supernatural power, then don't all of you have to kneel down and call me young master!" Jiang Chen laughed.

"Screw you."

After the little naughty boy cursed, he looked at Wen Wu at the side.

The two didn't speak, but they exchanged eyes.

Wenwu seems to have no intention of winning the Dragon Ball directly.

Everyone stood around Dragon Ball.

Neither of them moved, they seemed to be waiting and watching, as if they were worried that they would be trapped because they touched a certain mechanism.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was Jiang Chen who broke the calm first.

"Everyone, the Dragon Ball is right there, why don't you take it?"

Everyone looked at each other and wanted to take it, but they didn't move.

In fact, regardless of whether there is an agency or not, just mentioning the matter of seizing the Dragon Ball, it is by no means to act hastily.

After all, everyone understands what Jiang Chen just said.

Seeing that they still didn't move, Jiang Chen looked at the little naughty boy: "Four of the eight prophecies have been fulfilled, and the rest is the hidden dragon coffin, the summoning of the blue dragon, and the attainment of immortality through heaven and earth. Leaving aside the last two sentences, we feel that it is time to ask where the dragon coffin is."

The little naughty boy nodded and said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"If I say, there is a voice next to my ear telling me that the dragon coffin is very likely to be related to that throne, do you believe it?" Jiang Chen asked.

The little naughty boy cast a contemptuous look at first, and then said, "It's serious."

Jiang Chen shrugged and smiled: "Actually, what I have always said is serious. Of course, besides what I just said, there is another reason that can prove that the dragon coffin is related to the throne."

"What?" asked the little urchin.

Jiang Chen smiled, and raised his voice a lot: "We have almost seen the entire hall, and now the only place we haven't observed carefully is the throne!"

"Keep your voice down!"

The little urchin gave him a tug.

Jiang Chen waved his hand: "Unless you kill them all right now, it's impossible to hide from them the rest of the prophecy. What's more, do you think these people didn't have any preparations before they came?"

The little urchin froze for a moment: "Yes."

After speaking, he looked at the crowd.

"Everyone, everyone should have heard what Jiang Chen said just now. According to the news we got, there is still a dragon coffin hidden in this hall, and there may be a real dragon inside."

Hearing this, several of them showed shocked expressions, and as for a few people, they seemed to have known it for a long time.

"where?"

"We speculate that it may be related to that throne."

Saying that, the little naughty boy went straight to the throne.

In fact, what Jiang Chen said just now was not without evidence.

First of all, in his mind, or in his ears, there was indeed a very vague voice telling him.

Although he didn't believe it was true, he clearly sensed this information.

Secondly, the objects in the entire hall can be seen almost at a glance.

The only place where a coffin can be hidden is probably the throne.

Moreover, Jiang Chen had paid attention to that throne long before.

Ordinary seats, or emperor's seats, are mostly wider, but they can only accommodate two or three people.

But the throne in front of them can almost accommodate a few people or even a dozen people to sit on it.

This is something unusual.

In the words, everyone has already walked to the side of the throne.

Someone is in front and someone is behind.

Carefully inspect every special place.

Everyone fumbled with their fingers.

After a while, I don't know whose hand touched where, and suddenly there was a sound similar to the shaking of an iron chain.

Immediately afterwards, a hole was suddenly dented in the middle of the throne.

"This is..." Han Badao who was standing in front of him asked.

"Why does this hole look about the same size as a dragon ball?"

"It's not about the same, but it just fits in."

At this moment, Jiang Chen walked over step by step holding the dragon ball.

Standing in front of the seat, he smiled at the crowd and said, "Everyone, let's say it first. I don't mean to take this dragon ball for myself. I just took it to try it. If you think it's not right, then I will return to the original place." The rest, please take care of yourself."

At this time, pulling hatred is undoubtedly the most stupid move.

What's more, the treasure of longevity that is even rarer than Dragon Ball has not yet appeared, how could Jiang Chen choose to tear himself apart from everyone at this time.

Hearing his words, the others just looked at each other, but didn't say anything harsh.

Of course, not saying it at this time is only because Jiang Chen's words are very reasonable.

It has nothing to do with Jiang Chen saving them just now.

It can even be said that the matter of Jiang Chen saving them just now has long been forgotten by them...

Seeing that the others had no objection, Jiang Chen directly put the dragon ball into the hole after exchanging glances with the little naughty boy and Wen Wu.

click.

The dragon ball fell into it perfectly, followed by everyone who took two steps back, also a little psychologically shadowed by the previous incident.

Rumble!
After a short while, the surface of the seat inlaid with dragon balls began to sink rapidly, and when it sank for more than one meter, it suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of shaking iron chains from below.

"Look, something seems to have risen!"

"Is it a dragon coffin?"

(End of this chapter)