Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The main tomb style is a grand hall with carved beams and painted buildings, and a double-layer coffin is placed on a high platform in the center.

Walk up the steps step by step and stop in front of the coffin.

There was extreme silence and a powerful force lingering around the coffin. Hua Xia approached and then circled around her without any intention of attacking.

She raised her hand and touched the coffin. With a click, the outer coffin slowly slid open, revealing a transparent ice coffin inside. Through a layer of black ice, a face that was exactly the same as Yun Jinshu's soul was revealed. His cold eyes were closed, and his facial features looked very beautiful when put together, a cold and beautiful appearance.

His eyes were lightly closed, as if he was just sleeping.

How to open it?

Hua Xia knocked on the inner coffin lid, but there was no movement.

Are you randomly wondering whether you should just swing it away?

When her white fingers rested on the edge of the ice coffin, the upper coffin lid suddenly disappeared, and her hand fell into empty space and touched Yun Jinshu's brow.

The touch was cold, and the next second, his wrist was grasped by an equally cold hand. His narrow and cold eyes opened, revealing deep pupils.

"cloud....."

Hua Xia just opened her mouth.

The next second, a strong force pulled her, her body suspended in the air, and she fell into a cold embrace. Then, the lid of the outer coffin, which weighed a thousand pounds, suddenly closed, and her vision fell into darkness in an instant.

Hua Xia's heart skipped a beat, and she was about to stand up, but then the person beneath her moved, and the world spun around, and the position of the two people was instantly reversed.

This time, not only was he pressed down by a coffin weighing a thousand pounds, but there was also an icy body pressing down on him.

The originally spacious space became narrow because of her entry, and almost all the spare space on her body was occupied.

In the darkness, a cold voice sounded as if it was covered with ice: "Who are you?"

Hua Xia choked: "......" Your brother!

Why are you still playing around with the amnesia plot at this time?

Yun Jinshu's memory stayed at the moment of his passing. At that time, he only felt the vastness of the world, but there was no interest in life. He thought it would be better to just fall asleep.

"Alive?" Yun Jinshu quickly made a judgment on the person under him, and after a moment he said, "But he is dying."

Hua Xia gritted her teeth: "......"

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come in.

"Why don't you speak?"

"This should be my tomb."

"You came here to ask me to save you?"

"So, you woke me up?"

Fine, fine, fine. Hua Xia curled her lips and smiled softly. Her delicate voice rang out, "I am your wife in a ghost marriage. They saw that I was dying, so they sent me here to bring you happiness. I hope you will wake up, understand?"

"Ms. sir?"

In the darkness, Yun Jinshu's eyes moved, his expression was cold and serious, and he said seriously: "This is not good."

Hua Xia was too lazy to move, so she just lay down and teased, "Why is it bad?"

"Are you not satisfied with having a wife as beautiful as a flower like me?"

In the darkness, powerful cultivators can see. Yun Jinshu carefully looked at the person under him. He had a delicate face, a pair of eyes with a faint smile, and looked lazy and calm.

The cold body gradually warmed up, the heat was transferred, and the person underneath shivered reflexively due to the cold.

Yun Jinshu suddenly realized that they were too close, so close that he could hardly tolerate it before. His body warmed up so quickly that the air became hot.

Yun Jinshu was still holding Hua Xia's wrist. His revived heart began to beat violently. He couldn't help but hold it tighter: "You..."

After a long time, a low voice sounded with a hint of compromise.

"it is good."

it is good?

Hua Xia blinked: "What's good?"

Another hand reached in from the waist, placed on her back, and held her.

Hua Xia suddenly understood what was good. What was good?

She was so upset that she almost thought that Yun Jinshu was pretending to have amnesia, and that he was changing his identity to make up for his previous behavior of calling himself "old man".

The silence was stagnant for a moment. Yun Jinshu himself did not expect that the word "good" would actually come out of his mouth. Then he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of comfort.

it is good.

This word can't be taken back no matter what.

Perhaps this ghost marriage was a destined fate, and he woke up at this time.

The palm against his back, a steady stream of spiritual energy entered the inner palace. Hua Xia paused, and Yun Jinshu suddenly lowered his head and leaned closer: "Wait for the betrothal gift... ok?"

Their breaths intertwined, and their cold eyes were filled with burning flames, as if they wanted to burn everything. When they touched the softness, they let out a slight sigh, feeling satisfied for a moment, but it seemed far from enough.

I accepted the betrothal gift carelessly, out of my true heart, but now I can't care about anything else.

The outer layer of the coffin, weighing a thousand pounds, was suddenly given a layer of spiritual power and was tightly closed with the determination to never open it again.

Hua Xia: “…”

"Will you wait?"

Yun Jinshu said in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

The next second, there was a pain in the back of my neck: "You..."

Hua Xia's hand was grabbed again, and her eyes widened slightly. She lost her grip! She didn't even faint.

Yun Jinshu realized something: "Did you just lie to me?"

Hua Xia nodded.

Yun Jinshu lowered his eyes: "I don't believe it."

"..."

"You get up first."

The sealed spiritual power on the coffin did not diminish at all. The entire tomb was covered by powerful spiritual power, stretching for a long distance. The high-level mysterious beasts around hid far away and dared not approach.

Surrounded by thousands of beasts in the forest.

Feng Qingmo inserted the temporary contract into the body of a fifth-level mysterious beast, and the contract was completed.

Standing on a towering tree, Di Wutan looked at the scene below, with amazement flashing in his eyes. The world had underestimated this concubine's daughter of the Feng family.

From being a first-level Xuan Master at the beginning, she had extraordinary skills. Her treacherous skills alone were enough to fight against a fourth-level Xuan Master. Now her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and she has great talent as a summoner. Even without him, she can do all these with ease.

"Do you want to go to the inner circle and try the seventh-level mysterious beast?"

After finishing, the fifth-level mysterious beast lay on the ground in submission. Di Wutan jumped down and walked towards Feng Qingmo: "With me here, you may be able to try the seventh level."

If it is a temporary contract, the mysterious beast will not resist with all its strength. If it is a master-servant contract, the mysterious beast would rather die than be contracted by humans.

Most mysterious beasts are disobedient and have their own pride.

Feng Qingmo's eyes were cold, he put away the magic weapon and nodded.

Bending his head to pick up the scattered talismans on the ground, Di Wutian suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and an extremely dangerous aura emanated from his body. Feng Qingmo sensed it and raised his head: "Di Wutian, what's wrong with you?"

The man with sharp brow bones closed his eyes, and his consciousness spread out. When he opened his eyes again, he was filled with murderous intent: "So he is here!"

After searching for so long, it turned out to be right under his nose. No wonder the Yun family suddenly moved to the outskirts of the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts. It was not to hide from the world, but to protect their head.

"Yun Jinshu!"

You are not dead after all!

He looked at Feng Qingmo: "I need to leave for a while, don't go in yet."

"I'll go with you!"

Di Wutian's eyes were sinister: "This is a grudge between him and me, I want to solve it myself."

Feng Qingmo frowned slightly. Di Wutan was not his original body. His spiritual power at this moment was less than half of his original body. After hesitating for a moment, Feng Qingmo stepped into the inner circle.

Following the breath of the Yun family's prohibition, Di Wutan jumped down from the cliff, with a pair of huge wings spread out on his back. After landing in the valley, the wings disappeared in an instant.

Glancing around coldly, Di Wutan raised his hand and used the accumulated spiritual power to split the bluestone slabs, opening the entrance to the tomb.

Sensing the fluctuations, Yun Jinshu lowered his eyes slightly, his voice a little hoarse: "Maybe it's necessary to get up."

With a few barely audible sighs and an expression of infinite regret, the thousand-pound outer coffin was opened. Yun Jinshu flew out of the coffin holding Hua Xia, and after standing firm, his eyes were burning.

Hua Xia's mouth twitched as she looked at the cold coffin: "......"

May I ask, what are you regretting?

If he doesn't get out, if she can't knock him out with one palm strike, will she be able to knock him out with the second palm strike as well?