My Mr. Song is extremely protective ( Machine Translation )

On the other side of the coffin, Song Yi held the key and gestured with it. The size seemed to be just right, and it should be able to be inserted.

Lin Lei stood by the side and watched the situation.

"looks like the key was prepared to open the coffin. "

Song Yi's thoughts were the same. He turned around and said, "wife, go back to the door first. I'll open it to take a look.

"Let's see what's inside. "

The door was not too far away. If there was anything, he could help immediately. Lin Lei nodded in agreement.

Feng Xiang, who was at the door, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

He wanted to say something to stop it, but he thought of Song Yi, who could turn people into ashes with a flick of his hand.

He could only swallow his words and watch as Song Yi held the key and gestured twice.

He aimed the key at the crack and inserted it directly.

Everyone looked at the coffin and found that there was no reaction from the coffin.

Song Yi patted it lightly, but the coffin still did not respond.

He took out the key and looked at it carefully.

If there should be no problem, then why couldn't he open it?

Song Yi fell into deep thought. He looked at the surrounding decorations and saw a stone beside the coffin.

The shape and size of the stone was exactly the same as the one Feng Jiao had moved to this place.

He walked towards the stone and touched it with his hand. He found that this stone was not an ordinary stone.

There was a faint spiritual energy inside, although it was very little. But he still felt it.

Thinking of Feng Jiao's technique, Song Yi wanted to try turning the stone to the right.

But it didn't work. The stone didn't move at all, and there was no way to turn it to the left again.

There was still no reaction, and he couldn't use too much strength.

Song Yi fell into deep thought, and his hand inadvertently placed on the surface of the stone and lightly pressed it.

Kacha.

At this time, the stone suddenly moved, and directly turned to the other side of the right.

Song Yi decisively took the key in his hand and directly threw it at the key socket of the coffin.

The action was fast, accurate, and the key entered the coffin and seamlessly closed.

In an instant, the coffin suddenly moved. The coffin board slowly moved forward, and along the gap, a white light shot out into the sky.

The hall was full of light, as if it was daytime.

Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes... ...

In an instant, a white light rushed out and directly rushed into Feng Xiang's body.

Feng Xiang felt a pain in his body. When he opened his eyes again, a red light appeared in his eyes.

The corner of his mouth sneered. He looked at the crowd and said, "how dare you charge here. "

With a wave of his hand, a wave of pressure swept over, and everyone nearly knelt down.

They all held their breaths, and the sweat on their foreheads slowly dripped down.

The pressure swept over, and Song Yi was also sweating. It was just that his symptoms were slightly lighter than everyone else's.

Looking at Lin Lei's face, which was already pale, reaching out to support the wall, she was about to fall to her knees.

Song Yi raised his hand towards Feng Xiang and directly hit him.

Feng Xiang laughed and drew a circle of light in front of him.

"petty tricks, you're too childish. "

Song Yi's spiritual power hit the circle of light and disappeared.

Because Feng Xiang had made his move, the pressure around them had lessened. The expression on Lin Lei's face was much better. The feeling just now was too terrifying, as if she had brushed past the grim reaper.