Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The small Lingzi immediately turned her face black, while the large Linzi smiled and pretended to be a good wife and mother to a family of three.

Qi Wu Yue smiled "friendly": "Oh, who do you think gave birth to the baby?"

The little ghost was quick-witted and tried to save his life. He pointed at Xiao Lin and said, "Him!"

"Because, because we look alike!" She gave a reasonable explanation.

Qi Wu Yue touched her head and said, "You're right, he gave birth to the child."

Huanyi bit her nails, looked at Brother Xiao, then bit her nails again and looked at Brother Xiao again.

The alchemist is indeed omnipotent. He can do such a small thing as giving birth to a child with ease... Look, only a few hours have passed and the baby has grown so big.

Xiao Lin accepted Qi Wu Yue's rumors well, except for his little brother Shen Hun, who hugged Qi Wu Yue's neck in grievance and was picked up by Xiao Lin and held in his arms, and they were fed up with each other.

Xiao Lin smiled: Don’t I know myself well enough? Don’t try to take advantage of this opportunity to play the victim.

"What are you doing pulling the Sky Ghost Silk? But what happened?"

Huan Yi immediately said seriously: "Brother Gu and the others are in danger."

As she spoke, she raised the Sky Ghost Silk in her hand, and a string of words appeared on the silk thread - Trapped, rescue, rescue, rescue...

When Qi Wu Yue saw the endless string of "rescue" characters, he seemed to understand how bored they were when they were trapped, so bored that they had no choice but to weave characters with silk thread.

Huanyi has the Tianguisi bound to each of his younger brothers in his hand, which can be said to be the most natural and simple positioning.

The larger the space the environment covers, the more energy it consumes. They use the environment only to clear the way, so they don't need too much space.

Xiao Lin controlled Fuyun and compressed the environment to an appropriate size. Snow-white clouds gathered from all directions, just the right size for a group of resentful souls.

They followed the Heavenly Ghost Silk all the way.

The end of the thread sank into a large, dark coffin.

There was a constant "bang bang bang" noise coming from the coffin.

As soon as the group of mourners carrying the coffin raised their heads, they were burned by a ball of golden red flame. They dropped the coffin and ran away howling like ghosts.

Qi Wu Yue walked forward and knocked on the coffin with his fingers, and there was immediately an excited banging and banging sound from inside.

You can see they are very excited.

Unfortunately, they got excited too early.

There are prohibitions on the coffin.

No wonder Brother Gu couldn’t chop me down even with the magic sword in his hand.

Qi Wu Yue waved his hand and asked the resentful souls to carry the coffin first. As for the restrictions, he asked Xiao Lin to remove them as they walked.

Huan Yi suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "Oh no, there's one missing!"

She raised her palm, and on the cotton doll's snow-white fingers, each silk thread was clearly visible. There were only three strands of Heavenly Ghost Silk that had sunk into the coffin.

She remembered clearly: "This one belongs to Brother Gu, this one is the magic stick, and this one belongs to Brother Crow."

Because the little golden man was in the shape of an egg, Gu Beiguo carried it with him.

"Senior Xue is missing."

Qi Wu Yue was puzzled: "Him?"

With Xue Lingluo's spiritual strength, there should be no one in the lower realm who can suppress him.

"Boss, look, this is the message left by Senior Xue."

There was also a string of words woven on the Tiangui silk.

Help, help, hurry up and ask Xiao Qiqi to save me. There is——

The words stopped abruptly.

What? An opportunity? A treasure?

Qi Wu Yue was puzzled.

"Can the Sky Ghost Silk still find his location?"

Qi Wu Yue didn't want to bother with him, but then he thought that the document signed by Xue Lingluo had not been honored and the rent had not been paid.

Debts cannot be paid off, and people cannot die.

Huan Yi: "Yes, although the Sky Ghost Silk is broken, it is broken in the middle. The two ends of the silk thread are inductive to each other."

Xiao Lin's restriction was only half lifted, and his small soul controlled Fu Yun and led Jing to find the direction indicated by Huan Yi.

A small snow-white realm shuttled through the realm shrouded by black fog. Along the way, Qi Wu Yue's spiritual sense detected that there were many mourners around.

Without exception, they were all dressed in white linen clothes, looking neither human nor ghost, and carrying a pitch-black coffin covered with prohibitions.

Those monks who were looking for opportunities were also caught and put into coffins.

Only the soul can enter the Fantasy Sea. The soul may not disappear when the body dies, but the person will definitely die when the soul dies.

Since it is a matter of the soul, most of the cultivators who enter the Fantasy Sea are second-generation immortals. They either bring a bodyguard with them, or have the souls of their elders and teachers at home to protect them.

This group of monks are extremely powerful, but now they are imprisoned in a forbidden ancient coffin. The people behind them are so bold as to be courting death.

To capture so many spirits, what one is seeking must be against the will of heaven.

There are also the restrictions on the coffins. So many coffins and so many high-level restrictions, it would take more than a few days to fix them.

I don’t know how long ago they started planning and preparing for this.

Qi Wu Yue lowered his eyes in thought, rubbing his brow with his white fingertips.

This is a trap.

The person behind the scenes deliberately spread the news that there were opportunities in the Fantasy Sea Realm, attracting countless disciples from sects and aristocratic families to enter.

Capture the soul...they want the soul...

What's the point of using the soul, risking offending the major sects and families?

The light of heaven emitted by the so-called heavenly opportunity is actually the light of the Fuyun Immortal Artifact.

Fuyun was lost more than ten years ago.

The man who made Fuyun shine with the light of the immortal weapon again must have known about the existence of Fuyun in the Fantasy Sea.

Could it be related to what happened ten years ago?

He doesn’t even care about immortal weapons, but he has captured so many young souls with outstanding qualifications... What’s the use of the souls?

No, there are already many spirits in the Fantasy Sea.

But the souls in the Fantasy Sea are resentful souls.

Therefore, resentful spirits are useless, as the people behind them want the souls of living people.

The realm formed by the Fuyun energy carefully avoided the things carrying the coffin and followed behind them.

The location of Xue Lingluo's silk thread was almost the same as the direction in which the things carrying the coffin were heading.

So Xue Lingluo was also caught by those things.

Those things couldn't catch him. With the strength of his soul, it was most likely that the person behind the scenes caught him personally.

With a crisp cracking sound, Xiao Lin finally broke the last restriction on the coffin.

The dark ancient coffin exploded with a loud bang, sword energy swept through the air, debris filled the sky, and little brother Gu broke out of the coffin with an egg (little golden man) hanging around his neck and a sword in his hand, with two cotton dolls holding his calves on the left and right.

The charlatan was spinning a brass Bagua plate in his hand.

"It's so fierce! Boss, let's run!"

Brother Crow nodded frantically as if he had a premonition.

As soon as they entered a realm, they were locked in a pitch-black place. Gu Beiguo tried to hack it open for a long time but failed.

It is simply that it cannot be split open, and is restricted from outside, so it can only be broken from the outside.

There is at least a micro teleportation array at the bottom of the coffin.

Moreover, according to Gu Xiaodi and others, the coffin would also drain their energy. If they did not have a large amount of soul-protecting pills in their hands, they would not even have the strength to hold a sword.

As for why Qi Wu Yue and Xiao Lin were not sucked into the coffin, it should be related to the strength of their souls.

Moreover, those things at that time, sensing the souls that had not yet entered the coffin, were carrying the coffins and were eager to catch them.

It’s just that the Phoenix True Fire is too effective against dirty things, no matter what level it is.

"I almost forgot about you." Qi Wu Yue grabbed Zhan Xing's ponytail with his hand, "Calculate the purpose of the person behind the scenes."

The brass Bagua plate spun madly.

Zhan Xing’s eyes widened and he said two words in shock and fear.

"Soul refining."