“What?”Wu Feng was surprised.

Isn't it that the Master of the Kingdom is in the country, how did he run here to sleep?

But after a while, the coffin did not move at all, and the frightened ghosts finally reacted, as if it were all right.

The old man's courage was relatively large, after all, it was mixed with the national teacher, just a moment was scared, then he quietly came up to look at it, the national teacher still did not wake up.

“How do I feel like this is the body of a teacher?”The old man touched his chin-shuddered beard and said.

The other ghost bodies shook, yes, before they speculated that the Chinese teachers would put their own bodies on the mountain without return, now this is not the body of the national teacher or what?

"So, as long as we break this corpse, the national teacher will become a lonely ghost?"A third-class ghost's eyes light up.

He is indeed right, as long as the body of the national teacher is killed, then the national teacher is not enough to worry about.

Hearing this, the ghosts could no longer hold on and launched a fierce attack on the coffin, but soon they were blind, the coffins were nothing, and their attack left no trace.

“Will we scare the nation?”The old man muttered.

People look at it, this possibility is not without, after all, the national teacher is the existence of the eighth order, what power will be in the eighth order, and no one knows.

"Quickly, use your own card, you must kill the body of the national master!"Fused loudly, he took out a bottle, drank the things inside, and suddenly his momentum rose wildly, even grew to the end of the seventh order!

The other ghosts take out their cards, they have to kill the body of the national division here, this is the only chance!

Blow up!

At that moment, it was as if there had been a big explosion, and all kinds of sounds were strung together, like a symphony.

“Hold on!What is this coffin made of, and why is it so hard?”Breathing heavily, he was blind.

A group of ghosts attacked for a while, and as a result, they did not even get the corner of the coffin, let alone hurt the body of the national teacher inside.

"Master, it is better for you to try it, I believe that as long as the master shoots, the district coffin can't be resisted."The old man began to shoot Wu Feng's ass.

Wu Feng is not so stupid, directly to the coffin is a punch, he is observing the coffin material, what is it, actually can resist the attack of so many ghosts?

As a businessman, Wu Feng has been trying to improve his knowledge level, after all, a businessman if he has a short-term understanding, it will be laughed at.

After careful inspection, he finally found something, perhaps the raw material of the coffin.

The stone!

This thing is said to be below the eighth order of absolutely irresistible materials, even if some are not the main attack of the eighth order, can not destroy this material, can be described as very hard.

Of course, in addition to this advantage, there is another effect, that is, it can slowly improve all aspects of the creatures contained in it, such as the IQ life of the body and soul.

It is just that the speed of this improvement is very slow, and it may be that it will increase for thousands of years, which is a disabling chicken rib.

Stone is very difficult to find, is a rare material, if someone in the last days with gravel to make a house, unless the eighth order of the strong come, otherwise do not have to worry about being broken, properly can be left to the end.

The stone may seem like a great deal, but it has one fatal weakness, and that is the fear of sweet liquids!

Yes, this is not Wu Feng's bullshit, but it is true!

“Is there anything sweet in you?”Wu Feng's words were impostered to ask all people and ghosts.

Boss, is not studying how to break the coffin, how to miss the painting style in a word?What the hell is sweet?

"I have some sugar here."At this time, the purple butterfly, who had always been weak, opened her mouth, and she took out a few small sugars wrapped in oil paper, which should be regarded as a speciality of the world.

Those ten faces are really sad?

Wu Feng thanked him, took the sugar, and then he took out a bottle full of water, put the sugar in, stirred a few times, and went to the side of the coffin.

Nussing!

Sugar water poured on the coffin, a burst of white smoke, everyone saw that the coffin was actually corrode by sugar water a big hole!

What the hell is that!Is sugar so good?They just tried so hard to attack, the result is not more than a bottle of sugar water?

Desperate, desperate for the world!

Ten ghosts directly lying on the ground, with the eyes of looking at Wu Feng: "It is indeed the peak brother, at a glance to see the weakness of the coffin, it is very powerful."

Slowly, a bottle of sugar water was used up, and the coffin board was melted.

"National Master, Master, I did not expect you to have this day, for this day, but I have waited for so many years, and finally I can kill you with my own hands!"The old man smiled.

He was killed by the master of the country, and killed in the most cruel way, even after becoming a ghost, that memory remained in his mind, causing him to suffer.

This time, it was difficult to have the opportunity to kill the national teacher, and the old man felt that he could not let go!

“Master, can the body of the Master let me do it?”The old man looked at Wu Feng with sincerity.

"Go on."Wu Feng nodded.

The old man took a deep breath, then took out a huge hammer and smashed it down hard, and the target was the head of the national teacher!

“The fucker!”Suddenly a sound from above appeared, powerful sound waves directly shocked the old man, and other people and ghosts were injured to varying degrees.

The old man's face suddenly became pale, and the voice was too familiar to him, he was a national teacher!

I saw the figure of the national teacher suddenly appear on this layer, standing above the coffin, looking down at them, no one can look at the national teacher, except Wu Feng!

“What courage you are!In fact, take the opportunity to sneak here, want to do it on my body, Wen Jing, you brought them in?”The teacher was not angry and looked at the old man.

As the most important man he had ever been, how could the national teacher not know, and he could not even think that even the old man had become a ghost.

“Yes, that’s what I brought them in, or else you think they’d be able to get here?”The old man stood up and laughed disdainfully.

At this time, the old man looks like a man standing on the ground, not a dirty old man.

Wu Feng did not speak, he knew that the old man said so deliberately, which made the national teacher not look at him, after all, he only looked at the sixth order, there was no threat at all.

When it comes to threats, the threat of the two second-class ghosts may be greater than his.