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Facts have proved that opening the coffin in advance was the right decision. Tao Yuwan's ability has not yet reached its peak, and now she is almost at the mercy of others.

When she crawled out of the coffin in a twisted posture, she was responded with an overwhelming amount of attacks.

The sharp long nails grabbed towards Xie Ning, but were cut off in the middle by Lian Wu's sword.

The sword was almost touching her fingertips. If it was even slightly off, more than just her fingernails would be cut off.

But as a female ghost, she naturally would not insist on physical attacks.

A ghost face appeared on the head that had been flattened by the coffin lid, and through the ghost face, one could faintly see the brain matter bursting out of the head.

Xie Ning closed his eyes and raised his middle finger at her.

Xie Ning: Haha, if you want to scare me, then I can just close my eyes.

Because her face was too ugly, Feng Ling could no longer bear it and pierced her head with feather arrows, turning her into a giant badminton.

Every time a feather arrow pierced her flesh, Tao Yuwan would let out a shrill scream.

At the same time, Jiu Ling took out a rope that could bind ghosts and tied Tao Yuwan up like a "zongzi".

This was the scene Liang Tan saw when he brought his guild members in. The dungeon boss was stuffed into the coffin by them together.

At this time, Xie Ning took out the red candle that he had prepared long ago and handed it to Lian Wu.

Ordinary coffin nails are not as useful as this candle. It can protect against colds and drive away ghosts. It is naturally useful to seal this female ghost.

Xie Ning had tried this before when he was alone in the room. The candle could not be broken by brute force alone and could only be melted by burning.

Feng Ling took out the axe he had hidden in the corner. He had originally intended to use it to chop the coffin, but now it turned out to be quite useful to use the back of the axe to nail the coffin.

Bang bang bang!

One red candle after another was nailed into the coffin. Tao Yuwan's movements became quieter and quieter, and the coffin no longer oozed blood.

The strongest one has been eliminated, and the remaining ghosts are just some residual souls, which are much easier to deal with.

What's more, when they were in the mourning hall just now, Liang Tan and others had already cleared a lot of things outside and helped them block the ghosts that wanted to rush into the mourning hall.

Lian Wu always felt that he had forgotten something. After killing a ghost that looked like an old man, he finally remembered the person they had forgotten.

Grandma!

"Hurry and find Grandma!"

As the person who helped Tao Yuwan get a new body, Grandma must not be among these ghosts, and no one saw Grandma again throughout the afternoon.

After Lian Wu finished shouting, his face darkened because he felt a knife against his lower back.

Careless.

But he had no time to regret now, as his grandmother was right behind him. Although the knife's position was not fatal, if it damaged his spine, Lian Wu could already imagine that he would become paralyzed on one side of his body in the future.

However, seeing his teammates not far away looking calm, Lian Wu's mouth curled up slightly.

Why do you dare to show your back? Because you have teammates behind you!

Lian Wu ignored the tip of the knife that was cutting through his body, and suddenly dodged to the side, falling directly onto the wreath beside him.

A lot of blood appeared in front of Grandma's eyes, but the next second she fell to the ground, with a feather arrow stuck in her heart.

The large amount of blood that the grandmother saw was actually mostly from her own heart being punctured and the blood gushing out.

Jiu Ling saw a fountain of blood from a distance, "It can really spray nearly three meters."

Feng Ling helped Lian Wu up from the wreath, and when he saw the bright red color on the paper flower, he suddenly felt unhappy.

Feng Ling bought some medical supplies from the mall and while helping Lian Wu with a simple hemostatic bandage, he said worriedly, "What you did just now was too dangerous."

"It doesn't matter. As long as we can lure Grandma out, it's fine."

Seeing that the wound had been bandaged, Lian Wu still wanted to pick up the sword and continue to kill ghosts, but was stopped by several teammates.

"If you're injured, just rest. Our team doesn't like to send injured players into battle. Don't teammates trust each other?"

There was something hidden in Hua Meng's words. It seemed that she already knew that Lian Wu had discovered that it was he who killed his twelfth uncle.

"I believe."

The remaining cleaning work was not complicated, they just had to wait for 12 o'clock in the morning.

Snow gradually began to fall from the sky. Grandma's body was at Lianwu's feet, and a thin layer of snow gradually fell on her body.

The wound on the lower back was actually not deep, and the weather was cold, so the blood flow was not that fast, and it had gradually stopped.

But since his teammates want him to rest, there is no need to do anything that will make them worry.