This seat is a villain

As the sky gradually dawned, Fu Changchun insisted on personally escorting Xue Yao out of the ghost realm. Xue Yao didn't want to cause trouble, so the three of them left the small building together and continued to walk deep into the woods.

Little Fu Changchun is small now, but his footsteps are extremely fast, always walking in front of the two of them and leading the way.

Lin Jinhuan found that Fu Changchun's feet were flying in the air when he was walking, and he didn't step on the ground.There are different opinions about the legends about this soul watcher outside. It seems that it is true that the skill has reached the state of perfection, and the moodiness is also true, but this blue-faced fangs...

Lin Jinhuan glanced at the little girl walking in front, and laughed dumbfounded, thinking that he still owed something.

"If you look at it again, I will gouge out your eyes." The little girl turned her head and stared at Lin Jinhuan as if she had eyes behind her back, with a fierce look in her eyes.

Look, who are the people who are friends with this Xue.

"Senior Fu, at our age, we need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity." Lin Jinhuan forgot the fact that he couldn't beat Fu Changchun last night, and began to speak rudely again.

"Zhuzi is shapeless!" Fu Changchun was furious when he heard that, he turned around and was about to attack Lin Jinhuan.

"Changchun!" With the lawsuit on his forehead, Xue Yao stopped Fu Changchun, and turned around to give Lin Jinhuan a look: "Shut up, too!"

Lin Jinhuan shrugged indifferently, and walked quickly in front of the two.

Xue Yao looked at Lin Jinhuan's back from behind, thinking that Lin Jinhuan, the head of the Nine Heavens Sect, was widely rumored in Kyushu to act perversely and ruthlessly, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"The last time you were leaving, it was also the ferry that I sent you to." Fu Changchun walked up to Xue Yao, and took the initiative to talk to him about some old things: "At that time you said that you must go out to find someone, did you find it?"

Xue Yao came to his senses, he didn't know what Fu Changchun was talking about, so he said vaguely: "Never."

"Hmph, you don't want to be a heartless person." Fu Changchun gritted his teeth unwillingly and said, "If I see him one day, I will definitely pull out his intestines and feed him."

Lin Jinhuan listened to Fengyue suddenly, turned his head and smiled meaningfully at Xue Yao, and it was clearly written in those eyes: "I didn't expect you to be a seed of infatuation."

Xue Yao turned his head away pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"Before you left last time, I asked you to help me find the God Killing Knife. I wonder if there is a clue?" Fu Changchun changed the subject again, seemingly unintentionally.

Xue Yao didn't know what God Killing Knife was, but he was a little curious, and just as he was thinking about how to ask so as not to arouse Fu Changchun's suspicion, Lin Jinhuan asked him the doubts in his heart: "Senior, what is God Killing Knife? "

"It's none of your business, if you talk too much, your tongue will be pulled out." Fu Changchun glared at Lin Jinhuan, then stretched out his hand and gestured twice with a fierce expression.

Lin Jinhuan was not angry, but replied with a smile: "I also have good intentions. I also have some friends in the Jianghu. Maybe I can help senior pay attention."

Fu Changchun thought for a while, and seemed to be persuaded, she said angrily, "Beiming has a god-killing knife, which can kill demons and gods."

Lin Jinhuan recalled it carefully, and indeed he had never heard of this knife, so he asked again: "It's a good thing, but I don't know what you want this knife for, senior?"

"Fix it on your own, and try to have a better pregnancy next time." Fu Changchun gave Lin Jinhuan a blank look, as if he disliked his lack of level in asking this question: "A person is immortal, immortal, endless, and has been trapped for thousands of years. This place is a ghost place, it's really boring."

Nowadays, countless cultivators practice lifelong practice, or sever the seven emotions, or fall into evil ways.The way is clear, and countless people are searching and struggling inside. Fu Changchun has already stood at the top, but he only wants to seek a reincarnation.

Xue Yao himself could not empathize with Fu Changchun, but he felt that as the "fourth brother" at this moment, he should say something to Fu Changchun.

Fu Changchun glanced at him and said with a smile: "Fourth Brother, you once persuaded me. But I only have this one thought."

Seeing this, Xue Yao had no choice but to give up.

I don't know if Xue Yao listened to these words, but Lin Jinhuan did.

At the beginning, Fu Changchun was in a good mood, chatting with Xue Yao about some old things along the way, but as he walked back, Fu Changchun became more and more silent.

Lin Jinhuan guessed that the exit should be coming soon.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, Fu Changchun suddenly stopped.She raised her finger forward and said in a low voice, "It's here."

Lin Jinhuan looked in the direction Fu Changchun was pointing at, and where he looked was a lake, which was obviously different from the clear sky and clear sky just now when he walked all the way.Surrounded by the faint miasma on the surface of the water, if you look carefully, countless figures are struggling, sinking, or roaring silently on the water.At first glance, the water of the lake is black, but after a second look, you can see that the color of the water is a blackish red.

"This is a lake of cold water, holding the living souls with nowhere to go. It is also the door connecting the holy land and the outside world." Fu Changchun said, a black flame suddenly rose from her fingertips, and she hooked Xue Yao hand, Xue Yao bowed obediently.

Fu Changchun stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to light the flame between Xue Yao's eyebrows. His fingertips stayed on Xue Yao's forehead for a while, and then reluctantly withdrew his hand.She turned around and glared at Lin Jinhuan, then tapped one on his forehead in disgust.

"This will-o'-the-wisp can disguise you as living souls." Fu Changchun said, "In this way, the souls in the water will not be able to detect you. The door is at the bottom of the lake, and you will naturally find it when you get below."

"Fourth brother." Saying that, Fu Changchun raised his head and looked at Xue Yao again: "I am not allowed to leave the holy land for the rest of my life, so I can only send you here."

Xue Yao crouched down to look Fu Changchun in the eye, and said solemnly, "You have to take care."

Fu Changchun's eyes turned red when he heard this.She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something more, but Xue Yao had already stood up, reached out and touched her head, and led Lin Jinhuan to walk into the water together.

The two walked a long way, Lin Jinhuan looked back in a strange way, and he saw Fu Changchun still standing alone by the lake.

"You really have a heart of stone." Lin Jinhuan turned to Xue Yao and said.

"Sect Master, why don't you stay?" Xue Yao glanced at Lin Jinhuan and suggested sincerely.

Just as Lin Jinhuan was about to say something, Xue Yao raised his hand to signal.Seeing that the two of them were about to enter the lake, Lin Jinhuan shut his mouth involuntarily.

In fact, at first Lin Jinhuan also doubted whether Fu Changchun was trustworthy, but after thinking about it, if Fu Changchun really plotted against him, with her cultivation, he could kill them both directly, there is no need to go around such a big circle.

Thinking of this, Lin Jinhuan followed Xue Yao into Hanshui Lake with confidence.

As soon as Lin Jinhuan entered the lake, he felt a terrifying coercion, as if he was carrying a heavy weight on his shoulders.The bottom of this lake is truly miraculous, mortals walk in it, speak and breathe as usual.

The water at the bottom of the lake was deep red, covering the surrounding area with the color of blood.There are countless black figures in the water repeating different things, some stabbing themselves in the heart, some posing as if they were drowning and hovering shouting for help, some falling from the lake, falling to pieces in an instant, in short All kinds of weird ways to die are too numerous to enumerate.Lin Jinhuan has been in the devil's way for many years, and he has seen a lot, but he has never seen such a hellish scene, and he can't help but feel that his eyes have been opened.

Lin Jinhuan even saw a fat man with big ears not far away who suddenly fell to the ground and died after doing a series of actions of "do not see indecent".

Although it was rude, Lin Jinhuan was still amused by the man's actions.For some reason, Lin Jinhuan's heart, which had been tensed for many years, suddenly loosened a little in the past two days.

Lin Jinhuan turned his head to tease Xue Yao, but found that Xue Yao was looking at him.

As soon as Xue Yaofu met Lin Jinhuan's gaze, he quickly turned away.He said nonchalantly: "A living soul with nowhere to go will repeat the process of dying until it reaches its destination."

Speaking of which, Xue Yao took out a bird made of talisman paper from his arms, and blew lightly on the bird's head, and the bird fluttered its wings and flew into the air.Xue Yao stretched out his hand to flick the bird's beak, and said softly, "Go", and the paper bird flapped its wings and flew forward, guiding the two of them along the way.

"The Yin Division Bird." Lin Jinhuan said in amazement behind him, "It seems that Granny Yin still loves you, but Fu Changchun said that you have been living in a ghost realm."

Xue Yao didn't want to explain anything to Lin Jinhuan, but Lin Jinhuan walked slowly behind him, his eyes almost burned a hole in his back.

"Don't bother testing me anymore. Believe it or not, I really don't know her." Xue Yao said to Lin Jinhuan impatiently, "I don't know who Senior Fu mistook me for."

"If you don't know each other, you still have to lie to her that she will come back again, Xue Lang, you are so cruel." Lin Jinhuan didn't hold on to this question, and said a word lightly, but his face was obviously full of disbelief.

For a moment, Xue Yao thought that he had gotten into too many fights these days and had problems with his ears. Was Lin Jinhuan just teasing him?

"Is Xue Yao your real name?" After a while, Lin Jinhuan asked again.As if he had survived the initial pain, he could already mention these two words as if nothing had happened.After what happened to Fu Changchun, he became more curious about Xue Yao's identity.

Xue Yao continued to walk forward without looking back. He found that Lin Jinhuan's attitude in the past two days was a bit abnormal, and the big devil's capriciousness probably meant that he was like this.

"I heard from Fu Changchun that people with nowhere to go are detained here." Lin Jinhuan looked around and said, "Speaking of which, I also have an old friend. I have searched for him for many years but to no avail. I don't know if he is also here."

On the surface, Lin Jinhuan was just talking casually, but only he himself knew that for a moment, this idea really moved in his heart.

"Those who can come here after death mean that their relationship with the world is over. Even if they find it, it won't help." Xue Yao said disapprovingly: "Death is like a lamp going out. The sect master doesn't have to be too persistent."

Lin Jinhuan nodded in agreement, and said, "What brother Xue said is absolutely true."

The two continued to walk at the bottom of the lake with their own ghosts. Indeed, as Fu Changchun said, the souls in the lake did not find them two living souls.

However, at this moment, the Yinsi bird leading the way suddenly stopped its wings, and it fell straight to the ground as if it had been frightened by something.

Xue Yao leaned over and put the paper bird into his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's here."

Lin Jinhuan looked forward, and what he saw was indeed somewhat different from the scenery in other places in the lake.Fu Changchun said that this is the door connecting the ghost world and the outside world, but it is not accurate.To be precise, this exit is not in the shape of a door, but just a layer of white light. People outside can't see what's inside, and don't know where it leads.

Lin Jinhuan stood in front of the "door" and looked at it for a while. He looked at the door leading to nowhere and asked, "How do I get there?"

"First, gather the consciousness in Tianling." Xue Yao seemed to be in a good mood as he was about to leave this ghostly place.The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said methodically: "Then adjust your breath and hold your breath."

As Xue Yao said, he turned his head to look at Lin Jinhuan, and suddenly raised his hand to caress Lin Jinhuan's face.He stared straight into Lin Jinhuan's eyes, and smiled, his stern eyes looked a little tender and affectionate at this moment.

Lin Jinhuan seemed to be bewitched by his smile, and stood there motionless.

Xue Yao moved closer to Lin Jinhuan, and he leaned into Lin Jinhuan's ear and whispered, "Farewell at last, my sect master."

Lin Jinhuan came back to his senses in an instant, but before he had time to react, he felt a cloud of ghostly energy burst from his forehead, and melted into Xue Yao's palm with a snap.

Xue Yao quickly withdrew his hand, and slapped Lin Jinhuan's chest mercilessly.

The color of the world changed in an instant, and the souls who had been bustling under the water just now all turned their heads to stare at Lin Jinhuan, and then slowly surrounded him.The originally calm lake water also began to turbulently, creating a huge black vortex at the bottom of the lake.

The huge suction pulled Lin Jinhuan behind like a hundred tentacles, dragging him to the depths of the cold water lake.

Xue Yao was not affected in the slightest, he quickened his pace and continued flying towards the door.

"The evil heart is not dead?" Lin Jinhuan was firmly restrained by the whirlpool at the moment, but there was a dangerous smile on his face: "Don't even think about it!"

Speaking of which, Lin Jinhuan tried his best to dodge forward with lightning speed, and after disappearing in the water for a moment, his figure suddenly appeared behind Xue Yao.He grabbed Xue Yao's shoulder, and then pressed his entire back against it completely, trapping Xue Yao between his arms.

At that moment, Xue Yao seemed to hear the heartbeat of the devil, calm and powerful.Before Xue Yao could react, Lin Jinhuan was sucked back by the vortex as if he had lost his strength, dragging Xue Yao to the center of the vortex abruptly.

"Let go!" Xue Yao's hands were controlled, so he had to attack Lin Jinhuan backward with his elbow.Lin Jinhuan didn't dodge, and took the blow alive.Not only did he not let go, but even worse, he wrapped his legs around Xue Yao.

"It's a good idea." Lin Jinhuan's gritted teeth sounded behind Xue Yao's ears: "It's already here, why do you have the nerve to go first, Brother Xue?"

The scorching breath hit Xue Yao's neck, and he turned his head a little unbearably.

"Let go, I'll take you out." Xue Yao said.

"Do you think I will still believe you now?" Lin Jinhuan sneered and tightened his arms.

So the two of them were engulfed by the huge vortex and sank to the bottom of the lake. Through the blood-red lake, Xue Yao vaguely saw a dark thing in front of him. Before he could see what it was, he was sucked into it. went in.

It was a pitch-black coffin that sank to the bottom of the lake, and the heavy coffin boards were involuntarily covered under the head, making Xue Yao dizzy.Immediately afterwards, the tide subsided, the living soul receded, and the surroundings became quiet again.

Xue Yao lay dizzy in the coffin for a long time, and the tinnitus caused by the whirlpool gradually subsided from his mind.Xue Yao tried to move his hands and feet, and said to Lin Jinhuan who was lying on his body, "Get up."

No one could see anyone in the dark, Xue Yao heard Lin Jinhuan's breathing.Lin Jinhuan coughed twice before letting go.Lin Jinhuan propped himself up and turned over to the side, and then his voice sounded in the darkness: "Light a fire."

Xue Yao also turned over and sat up. He arched his back slightly, and faint flames lit up from between his fingers.Xue Yao looked around and then frowned, his face looked a little gloomy under the reflection of the blue flames.

Lin Jinhuan saw a hint of annoyance on Xue Yao's face, and this discovery made him a little amusing.He looked in the direction illuminated by the fire in Xue Yao's hand, and he couldn't help but rejoice that the space in the coffin was not too small. Although it wasn't spacious enough to hold two big men, it wasn't too embarrassing.

Xue Yao flicked his fingers, and flames flew out of his palm and floated in mid-air.Xue Yao lay on the bed by himself and supported the sides of the coffin with his shoulders and feet respectively. Then he concentrated on channeling ghost energy into his palms, and pushed the coffin board above his head with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, the coffin board did not move at all, nor was it damaged in any way.

"What's going on?" Xue Yao thought in a low voice.

"Ask me?" Lin Jinhuan leaned against the coffin wall to adjust his breath, and there was a smear of blood on his lips, which was obviously beaten by Xue Yao just now.Lin Jinhuan touched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the blood dripping from his fingertips, and said gloatingly in his voice, "Remember to be a good person like me in the next life."

Xue Yao began to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and turned a deaf ear to Lin Jinhuan's words, and continued to grope in the cracks of the coffin with the flames in his hand.

At this time, Xue Yao suddenly saw a hundred or ten scratches on the top cover of the coffin, some of which still had blood stains, and it seemed that the last person who was trapped here probably carved the time.There are still some words cut out by fingernails on the edge of the notch. The person probably lacked strength, so the handwriting that was picked out is very shallow, and some are still incomplete.

Could it be a clue?Xue Yao brought the firelight closer and began to identify it carefully.

"Woo... Sun? Is it related to the five elements and the eight trigrams?" No matter how Xue Yao reads it horizontally or vertically, those words don't make any sense when connected, and there is no clue from the predecessors.

"Don't bother, come sit here and wait to die with me." Lin Jinhuan's voice came from the dark corner again.Xue Yao knew that Lin Jinhuan was not someone who would just sit and wait to die, so he was just mocking himself at this moment.But Xue Yao took the flames back as he said and came to sit down beside Lin Jinhuan.

In order to preserve his strength, he extinguished the fire at his fingertips.In the darkness, the two of them just sat side by side in silence.

"You and I don't have many days to live. You can't let me be a dead ghost." In the dark, Lin Jinhuan said slowly: "Why don't you harm me if you have no grievances?"

"Master, the word harm is inappropriate." Xue Yao was obviously unwilling to let Lin Jinhuan die clearly, and began to open his eyes and talk nonsense: "Evil demons and crooked ways can be punished by everyone, eradicate rape and evil and support justice Forget it, why are there so many?"

Lin Jinhuan laughed angrily after hearing this, he kicked Xue Yao lightly, and said, "Please open your eyes to see what kind of virtue you have, and how to support justice, as if what you said is true."

In the dark, Xue Yao couldn't help laughing silently, but Lin Jinhuan didn't hear him.It was the first time in so many days that the two of them sat together so peacefully. Xue Yao felt that Lin Jinhuan had a good personality when he was not crazy, and he was even a little easy-going who didn't care about everything.

Chapter 4 Answers There is no day or night in the coffin, and the surroundings are silent, like a death row submerged in water.

Although Xue Yao and Lin Jinhuan have been fasting for many years, they will not die no matter how long they are locked here without eating or drinking.But it is this kind of aimless waiting day and night that is the most tormented, it is better to starve to death early like ordinary people.

Xue Yao felt that he had been trapped here for many years, but reason told him that it was only the third day.

He raised his hand and added another one on the notched roof, the fine rosewood scratched his nails.

For a moment, his mind was shaken, and he seemed to have a subtle empathy with the last person lying here.Great grief overwhelmed him for no reason, making him breathless.He seems to have seen a person lying here once, that person opened his eyes and looked at the incomplete characters on the top of his head, and sometimes he only wanted to die, and sometimes he was determined to live.

Xue Yao clenched his fingers tightly, leaving five scratches on the bottom of the coffin.

"What's the matter?" Lin Jinhuan beside him sensed that something was wrong, and with a trace of true energy, he shot into his Tianling Cap, and Xue Yao came to his senses.

"It's okay." He closed his eyes and raised his hand to rub his swollen temples, and asked casually, "How is your injury?"

"It's almost recovered." Lin Jinhuan said.

During these three days, the two of them spent most of their time sitting opposite each other, trying to open the coffin and heal their wounds.During this period, Xue Yao and Lin Jinhuan each tried to open the coffin several times, but neither could push the top cover away.The two even reluctantly let go of their new and old grudges and worked hard at the same time. The coffin board remained motionless, pressing on their heads as firmly as a mountain.

But there was a person imprisoned inside, and now there are no bones in the coffin, which shows that this person probably opened the coffin.

When Lin Jinhuan was first trapped here, he had an idea of ​​getting out of trouble, but he was seriously injured and powerless.Seeing Xue Yao frowning at the side, he felt a little impatient, so he suggested casually. "You can try the Hunyuan mind method."

The Hunyuan mental method is not complicated, but it is a basic inner strength mental method, mostly used to connect the inner palaces of different monks.This method requires two people's palms to be connected, and their breaths to blend and communicate with each other, so that different numbers of internal forces can be superimposed to generate greater power.

Judging from the current situation, this method does have a chance.However, the two of Yungong must have full trust in each other, otherwise one will withdraw the palm in advance, and the other will be backlashed by the powerful internal force, ranging from serious injuries to severed meridians and death.

Xue Yao raised his eyebrows suspiciously, noncommittal.It's not that he hasn't thought about this method, it's just that there is no trust between him and Lin Jinhuan.

"I know what you're worried about." Lin Jinhuan leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes to rest his mind: "Anyway, there is only one way to gamble right now, it's up to you to try it or not."

"Come on." Xue Yao thought that it would be better to die from severed tendons than to be trapped here, so he moved closer to Lin Jinhuan and stretched out a hand to him: "If you dare to play tricks, I will kill you."

Inside the dark coffin was a will-o'-the-wisp lit by Xue Yao. Against the light, Xue Yao stretched out his hand towards him, but the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted up while he spoke nonsense.

This scene dragged Lin Jinhuan into a dream for many years, and it took him a long time to recover.

Lin Jinhuan straightened up, spread his palms and put them on Xue Yao's.Xue Yao's fingers were cold, and his palm was slightly warm, which made him look more alive than other ghost cultivators in the Bamboo Forest Realm.

At this moment, two different auras wander around the two of them through the palms of their hands, testing and merging with each other, and then converge on the other palm.

"Here we come." Xue Yao turned his head and glanced at Lin Jinhuan. It was uncomfortable to be swept away by an internal force that did not belong to him. Xue Yao was trying his best to control himself not to reject it.His back began to break out in cold sweat, and the blood on his face faded little by little.

"Yeah." Lin Jinhuan gave a absent-minded hum, nodded at Xue Yao, and both of them put their other palms on the top of their heads together.

Ghost energy mixed with devil energy, and this mixed atmosphere immediately filled this small space.The internal strength of the two is so strong that it seems that they will blow this small coffin to pieces at any time.

Xue Yao involuntarily raised his head to look at those deep and shallow scratches, and suddenly he seemed to see a person's sincerity that had nowhere to rest.

Not knowing if it was his own illusion, Xue Yao felt that the damn lid moved slightly.

Have a show?Xue Yao raised his eyebrows to signal Lin Jinhuan.

Lin Jinhuan nodded slightly towards him, closed his eyes, and the devilish energy around him became stronger.The next moment there was only a "click", and the lid was pushed open a crack.

Xue Yao's eyes lit up, he swallowed the blood that had rushed to his throat, and continued to exert force while biting his back molars.

At this moment, Lin Jinhuan's heart was indifferent.Lin Jinhuan took the opportunity to probe into Xue Yao's internal energy just now when his internal forces were connected. This ghost cultivator's internal energy was cold and powerful, which was completely different from what he inferred.This cognition was like a knife, cutting off the idea that had just come to him quickly, like pulling out a small thorn that accidentally stuck into the flesh, and it was uprooted without even feeling the pain.

The lid of the coffin was opened wider and wider, and the strange aura continued to flow out of the coffin, attracting all the ghosts at the bottom of the lake to probe into the coffin, but they dared not approach easily.

Lin Jinhuan opened his eyes and looked at Xue Yao quietly. His eyes and face were too ruthless, and he looked nothing like A Yao. Why has he become obsessed with ghosts these days? actual fantasy.

For a while Lin Jinhuan was a little discouraged, he didn't want to keep Xue Yao's life anymore.

"Master Lin." Xue Yao's voice brought Lin Jinhuan back to his senses, and he saw that the lid had been opened enough for a person to pass through.So he said to Lin Jinhuan, "It's almost there."

"Yes." Lin Jinhuan smiled at Xue Yao, and then he said, "Then I will leave."

The expression on Xue Yao's face froze instantly, Lin Jinhuan retaliated against him in his own way, he withdrew his palm without warning, and jumped out of the coffin.

He couldn't hear any sound, but there was warm blood dripping on his face, which should belong to Xue Yao.

"Lin Jinhuan!" Xue Yao gritted his teeth behind him and shouted his name, and then there was no sound. Lin Jinhuan turned around and looked at Xue Yao, only to see that he was still sitting in the coffin with one hand supporting the top cover.His eyes were fixed on Lin Jinhuan, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his chin formed a sharp arc.

The lid that was just opened by the two of them was now pressing down on Xue Yao inch by inch and began to close, and it was about to close again soon.

That's right, Lin Jinhuan thought.If there is no hope, act as if it never existed.

The living souls in the lake sensed Lin Jinhuan's aura and began to move again. They dragged their feet and greedily surrounded Lin Jinhuan from all directions.Countless pairs of empty eyes stared at Lin Jinhuan, everyone wanted to tear a piece of flesh from him.

Lin Jinhuan thought he was leaving, the ghost cultivator had delayed him a lot of time, and he didn't know what the current situation in Jiutianmen was like.He also remembered the news that Yanqing told him that he had visited Guan Shanyu before he fell off Wanyaya, and hoped that he could gain something this time.

Before leaving, he subconsciously glanced at the pitch-black coffin again, and the scene in front of him made his eyes widen slightly.

He saw a sudden bright light inside the coffin, and a pitch-black sword suddenly appeared.The long sword was forced into the last crack of the coffin with the force of a thunderbolt, and the coffin was pried open again arbitrarily.

Lin Jinhuan remembered, it was the long sword made of ghost energy.This sword is long and slender, and its body is pitch black. It is not an ordinary weapon.

Xue Yao forcibly opened the coffin inch by inch again, and there was a piercing friction sound at the intersection of the sword and the sandalwood.In the white light, Lin Jinhuan first saw Xue Yao's sword, then Xue Yao's bony hands, and then his blood-stained skirt.

Finally, the coffin was completely opened, and Lin Jinhuan saw Xue Yao's eyes.

In Xue Yao's half-kneeling coffin, he held a sword in both hands, his mouth seemed to be smiling, and his eyes were black and bright under the strong light.

Immediately afterwards, he flew out of the coffin, with an unstoppable sword aura, raised his sword and slashed at Lin Jinhuan.

Lin Jinhuan didn't dodge, the sword struck his left shoulder, and Xue Yao also fell down the moment he hit Lin Jinhuan.Lin Jinhuan first stared at his bleeding wound, then at the pitch-black blade, and finally his eyes fixed on the engraved sword inscription on the hilt.

Repair less.

Lin Jinhuan remembered that Ah Yao's sword was also called Shaoxiu.

Lin Jinhuan looked at Jian Ming, and couldn't react for a while.The wound on his shoulder was deep enough to see that the bone was bleeding profusely, and the blood dripped down his arm and formed a small puddle on the ground.

"Could it be..." Lin Jinhuan didn't dare to finish his inner guess.

Lin Jinhuan couldn't think anymore, he stepped forward to pick up Xue Yao, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and didn't care whether he should pretend to be a ghost cultivator or not, turned around and flew towards the light of the exit.

During this journey, he met gods and killed gods, met Buddhas and killed Buddhas, without any rules.

"If it's him..."

Lin Jinhuan found that he didn't dare to think about it anymore. Countless souls swarmed towards Lin Jinhuan like beasts smelling blood, tearing Lin Jinhuan apart without stopping.

"I……"

He was willing to believe in the resurrection from the dead, and Lin Jinhuan felt that he was not far from going crazy.

A hole was opened out of thin air on a mountain to the east of Wanjuanya. Lin Jinhuan and Xue Yao jumped out from the crack in the ground, and the two finally left the ghost land.

Lin Jinhuan was covered in blood. He carefully placed Xue Yao flat on the ground, turned his back and sat down to adjust his breath, without looking at him again.

Xue Yao woke up early, but didn't make a sound.He just lay on the ground and looked at Lin Jinhuan, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind, as if he had known him for a long time.

"Lin Jinhuan...I..." Xue Yao didn't know what he was talking about at the moment, he just looked at Lin Jinhuan's back and opened his mouth unconsciously.

Lin Jinhuan's back was a little stiff for a moment, and he looked back at Xue Yao pretending to be calm. Xue Yao 14 years ago also called Lin Jinhuan's name in a pool of blood like this, and died in his hand the next moment.

At this moment, Xue Yao's eyes overlapped with Lin Jinhuan's memory again. This scene hurt Lin Jinhuan severely, and a bloody smell suddenly rose from his throat.

Lin Jinhuan moved forward and hugged Xue Yao in a daze, as if he had settled the grudges of the self 14 years ago, and personally completed the actions that had been traced back to his mind for more than ten years day and night. He was a little afraid of those endless sleepless nights Sifu tossed and turned.

"Ayao..." He buried his head into Xue Yao's neck, as if he wanted to fill up all his regrets.

Xue Yao came to his senses briefly. He patted Lin Jinhuan's head away, lowered his head and coughed, and said impatiently, "Who are you, Ayao?"

Only then did Lin Jinhuan regain his senses, and pushed Xue Yao back to the ground.He protected Xue Yao's heart veins with one hand, and forcibly penetrated into Xue Yao's inner palace with the other hand.

He desperately needed to confirm an answer.

Not long after, Lin Jinhuan froze as if his strength had been drained from his body.He stood there without saying a word, like a silent stone statue.

Because no matter how he searched, there was no trace of Guan Shanyu in Xue Yao's inner mansion.Guan Shanyu was put into Xue Yao's inner mansion by Qin Yuxiu of Witch Doctor Valley by Lin Jinhuan back then, and it has already been integrated into A Yao's flesh and blood, and no one in the world can take it out.Lin Jinhuan can't, Qin Yuxiu can't be resurrected, and immortals can't descend to earth.

Lin Jinhuan carefully groped Xue Yao's face with his hands. It was a genuine face without any disguise.This Xue Yao is an ordinary ghost cultivator from the inside out.

He is not A Yao.

Lin Jinhuan stood up abruptly, his footsteps were unsteady and he seemed to take a step back.He should have known a long time ago that the words "get what you want" have never been in his life.

Xue Yao didn't want to talk to the crazy Lin Jinhuan any more, so he sat up struggling, ready to take the opportunity to leave.

"I'll ask you one last time, who are you?" Lin Jinhuan seemed to have returned to the way Xue Yao saw him for the first time, aloof and arrogant.

Xue Yao forced himself to stand up, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth fiercely, and said in a cold voice, "The left envoy of the Bamboo Forest Realm, Xue Yao."

"What a Yin mother-in-law"

Lin Jinhuan took two steps on the spot, connecting all the clues.Intense demonic energy rose from his eyes, and the evil light shot up to the sky for a while, like madness.

He must give himself a reason not to be obsessed.

"Do you think that if you bear his name and imitate his appearance, I will be wary?" Lin Jinhuan's figure flashed, and several short knives suddenly appeared around him. Xue Yao raised his hand to block, but he was nailed in an instant on the ground.

The knife pierced the flesh, Xue Yao's back suddenly arched, but he didn't make a sound.

The name Xue Yao, the familiar look in his eyes, the fourth brother in Fu Changchun's mouth, and the same sword inscription are all just a well-planned conspiracy.

The ridiculous thing is that I actually rekindled hope because of this clumsy trick, like a person who is about to die of thirst in the wind and sand, who dares to have delusional thoughts when he sees a little clue.Lin Jinhuan couldn't figure out whether the turbulent emotion in his heart at this moment was the anger after being deceived, or the disappointment that his long-cherished wish had failed.

"I was able to kill his deity back then, but can't I kill you?" Lin Jinhuan leaned forward, and the last knife in his hand was already pressed against Xue Yao's throat.There was no light in his eyes.

"How dare you!" Lin Jinhuan squeezed out four words from his throat, each word was bloody.

The cold touch of the blade forced Xue Yao to look up at Lin Jinhuan, and he could hear the unbearable sadness in Lin Jinhuan's voice.Just as he was about to say something, Lin Jinhuan chopped off the knife in his hand, and then left without looking back.

The wind and sand brought up by the blade dazzled Xue Yao's eyes, and he couldn't feel the pain.

Lin Jinhuan walked in a hurry, as if chasing some scourge behind him.

There was a sudden heavy rain in the mountains, and he walked through the rain without a sound, turning a deaf ear to the thunderstorm chasing behind him.

Enough, he thought.

Don't give him a glimmer of hope, let him break the wishful thinking of the past ten years earlier.That person was killed by himself 14 years ago.

He couldn't take it anymore.