Chapter 291: Three missing one, make a round

Following Ling Luoyu's appearance, 237 took a long time to pry open the lid of the sarcophagus.
He didn't dared to fight too far, just exposed a gap, and cautiously poked a hand in.
The tentacles are sticky, and they feel a little bit moist to the touch, feeling wet.
When he was surprised, he suddenly felt a pain on the back of his hand, and when it hurt, he said "Oh" and withdrew his hand in a panic.
"boom!"
The lid of the sarcophagus is closed.
"Boom!"
Something inside seemed to hit the stone cover, dull and powerful.
237 took a breath, ignoring the injury on the back of his hand, retreated in horror, cold sweat broke out.
Is this a corpse or something? !
Why is there such a big movement inside? !
At the time of 123, it seemed to be like this, and nothing happened!
Why did something happen to him when he got here! ?
After the sarcophagus hit, there was no sound anymore, as if just an illusion.
Hallucinations? !
Unconsciously, he looked down at the wound.
The blood in the wound was dark purple.
Not an illusion.
237 subconsciously looked at the sarcophagus again, but his pupils suddenly shrank.
Black blood! ?
Not good, poisonous!
The thing that bit him is poisonous!
Before he could think about it, he quickly waved his hand, trying to squeeze out the black blood from the back of his hand.
After tossing for a long time, 237 realized that it was better to use profound energy to expel poison faster, and sat down cross-legged in a hurry to induce profound energy to expel poison.
As soon as he sat down, he heard the sound of Xisuo Suo coming from his ears, which made him horrified and opened his eyes in horror.
Is it possible that something in the sarcophagus crawled out?
In front of the sarcophagus, something was poking vigorously, which seemed to be about to open the lid of the sarcophagus.
When I looked closely, I found it was a wooden stick.
Stick?
What the is it?
Following the stick, 237 gasped in horror.
"It's you?!"
Ling Luoyu, who had just been stoned to death by him, was intact and sat there leisurely.
That's all, she was still poking the lid of the coffin with the wooden stick in her hand.
"Brother, it's noon, why don't you come out to bask in the sun? You see, we are missing one, just waiting for you to make a game..."
237: "..."
How does this sound so creepy.
"123...you...you are not dead?!"
"Why didn't you die?!" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes uncomfortably, "Why don't you just use that stone to smash you and see if you will die! It's so special, there is a blood hole in your head..."
She knocked on the sarcophagus again impatiently: "I said, you have slept for hundreds of years, and you should go out to bask in the sun... Often the sun is good for your health! Even if we are ghosts, we must keep it A light ghost..."
237 looked at himself in disbelief, "What do you mean? You mean? I... also died?!"
"Yes, poisoned to death!" Ling Luoyu tapped a small wooden stick to his arm: "I see it, the one who bit you is called Seven-lined Toad, which specializes in making a living on the Nether Flower. Nether Flower feeds on, so poison is added to poison, biting you, so you can kick your legs and close your eyes..."
She suddenly laughed: "In fact, this is not bad, we three can make up a game of mahjong... By the way, can you play mahjong? Push Pai Gow? If not, it doesn’t matter, we can fight the landlord. The size is okay..."