The Sun Rises, the Moon Has Not Yet Set, the Emperor’s Child Returns

Under the sea of fire, the huge bronze coffin was silent.

The Red Moon's restrictions flickered. The red light emitted by the surrounding magma permeated the surroundings and seemed to be flowing with the fluctuations of the restrictions.

As for Xu Qing's location, it wasn't outside the coffin. The place where his figure sat cross-legged was actually the edge of the huge abyss. His back was facing the outside and he was facing the abyss.

More than half of his body was in the crack of the coffin. In front of him, a pair of blue eyes was staring at him. There was also an open mouth that was like an abyss.

The distance was very close. It was as though as long as Xu Qing stood up and took a step forward, he would walk into the large mouth on his own.

At that moment, Xu Qing lifted his head and looked at the huge blue eye in front of him, speaking softly.

"Senior, I really don't taste good."