Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

The pale young man fell sideways on the ground in a half-dizzy state, bleeding from the arm hanging on one side, converging into a slender stream on the ground, flowing towards the black coffin at a leisurely pace.

After the blood came into contact with the black coffin, the surface of the black coffin exuded a very thin layer of halo that was extremely inconspicuous. When it swelled and retracted, and when it was exhaled and inhaled, the blood melted into the coffin strangely and disappeared.

As time passed by, Lei Yun seemed to become more and more violent, brewing something heavily.

At some point, the wound on the boy's arm stopped bleeding, or could no longer bleed.His face was as white as paper, and his breathing was weak. If you didn't observe carefully, you wouldn't be able to find that his chest was still rising and falling.

But the movement of the black coffin became louder and louder.

creak creak...

The black coffin that had been silent for a long time made a sound.

There was an ear-piercing sound of friction, as if someone was opening an ancient thing that had been dusty for a long time.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap fell, shaking the sky and the earth.

"boom--"

The lid of the black coffin flew out and hit the ground with a loud bang.

A hand stretched out from the black coffin, pinching the flashing lightning in the palm, destroying life and death.

Ye Jiuqiu, who fell into a coma, seemed to be awakened by the thunder. He opened his heavy eyelids and looked at the black coffin that brought him here.

A hand rested on the edge of the black coffin.That hand was extremely pale, especially eye-catching in the dark environment, the fingers were long and thin, showing a clear outline of bones, the fingertips had long black nails, faintly glowing with a poisonous dark blue.

It's a corpse!

The hand resting on the edge of the black coffin exerted a little force, supporting a thin figure to sit up slowly from the coffin.

He, or it, sat upright in the coffin and remained motionless since he sat up.Looking from the side, Ye Jiuqiu could only see the other party's black hair hanging down like satin, covering his face, making it impossible to see his appearance and expression clearly.

After a long silence, the other party made the next move.It lowered its head and raised its hands before its eyes, as if observing carefully. After a long while, it slowly touched its hair, forehead and cheeks with its hands.Its movements are very slow, so slow that it gives off a sense of bewilderment and loneliness.

Ye Jiuqiu let out a breath and half-closed his eyes.He must be dying to have hallucinations, to feel sorry for an evil puppet who sucked human blood and killed him.

"Who?" In a trance, he heard a deep and hoarse male voice, with a biting chill, passing over the eardrum like a knife blade.

Then came the sound of footsteps, very rhythmic and rhythmic, coming from far and near, and finally stopped in front of him.

"It was you who made me into a corpse puppet?" The condescending voice was so soft that it made people shudder, "How dare someone refine me into a corpse puppet?"

I didn't do it!

Ye Jiuqiu was angry in his heart, but he couldn't refute it with his mouth.Suddenly, his head sank, and his entire face sank into the mud.The voice was a bit cold: "I died in Jiuyou, a mere kid who cultivated Qi, how did I get there. Tell me! How did you find my dead body!"

Who will look for you specifically!Ye Jiuqiu was furious, this bastard stepped on his face!

As soon as the thought fell, his head suddenly lightened.But in the next second, a hand grabbed his hair, pulled his head up abruptly, and grabbed it in his hand.

"Forget it, these are not very important." The voice suddenly laughed, and said light words in his ear, but it made people feel cold in his heart, "Have you heard of killing the master? The corpse of the killing master cannot live, I'm tired of living, so you can die with me again, master...man."

"This time, I have to die in ashes and ashes, and I hope for peace after death... Huh!" The voice suddenly stopped, two cold fingers pinched his chin, and raised his face high.

"You are!" Rarely, this erratic voice was a little more shocked, stunned and confused.

Could it be someone I still know?Ye Jiuqiu braced himself, tried to open his eyelids a little, and looked at the man who was facing him, staring at his face...

Pale complexion, blue and white lips, and a snow-white bone mask covering the right cheek, but the only visible left face is covered with horrifying and ferocious black lines, which looks like an evil spirit.

Its eyes are also extremely dark, dull, indifferent, and there are many things hidden in them that Ye Jiuqiu can't understand at the moment.But it was probably because the mood swings were too violent at this time, and Ye Jiuqiu could still see some clues: it was as if he had seen something unbelievable, suspicious, confused, and shocked.

These emotions quickly disappeared one by one in those eyes, and gradually only calm thoughts and memories remained.

After a while, it raised its head and looked around, as if it just noticed the situation at this time, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be a cemetery of thousands of tombs. I haven't seen it in 500 years. It's really nostalgic."

"I'm back..." it sighed.

When it looked at Ye Jiuqiu again, it seemed to have understood everything, the previous hostility disappeared without a trace, but the tone was still weird: "It's you..."

"Ye Jiuqiu." The three words were pronounced with various flavors, like love and hate, full of contradictions.

But Ye Jiuqiu couldn't hear it.He fell into a coma completely a second ago, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

It's really dead this time.In the end, he thought so, because the other party looked at him with hatred and disgust that he wished to destroy with his own hands.

I'm sorry, father, mother, eldest brother, second brother and younger sister, Jiuqiu can't go back.

……

The person who had seen the revolving lantern when he was in a coma and thought he was going to die, when he opened his eyes, saw the familiar room furnishings, saw a ray of sunlight coming in from the window, Ye Jiuqiu touched his intact arm, and thought for a moment that all the things he had done before It's all a dream.

But when he sat up from the bed, his eyes were attracted by something extra in the room, his face turned pale, and he really realized that he had just walked through the gate of hell.

On the open space next to his bed, a solemn black coffin was placed there, with the coffin lid tightly closed. In Ye Jiuqiu's eyes, he felt that the coffin lid might be lifted off at any time, and he crawled out of it. A capricious vampire puppet.

"Are you awake?" A gentle question came from the door.

Ye Jiuqiu turned his head and saw a handsome young man standing at the door, tall and handsome, "You are?"

"I am Bai Ran, a direct disciple of Guyue." The young man walked in with a smile, and spoke amiably, "I will call you Junior Brother Ye."

Guyue's direct disciple means that his master is the head of the Yin Corpse Sect?

"Senior Brother Bai." Ye Jiuqiu was a little distracted. Could something have happened in the Ten Thousand Tombs Cemetery? Could it be that corpse puppet making a big fuss?

"Isn't Junior Brother Ye worried about the corpse puppet he has taken over?" Bai Ran raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Senior Brother, I want to congratulate Junior Brother Ye first. Although the process may be a bit difficult, Junior Brother is now a person with a dead body .”

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Ye Jiuqiu tilted his head: "Brother Bai, please say it again?"

Bai Ran only thought that Ye Jiuqiu was overjoyed, so he said again: "Junior brother, now that you have a dead body, it's time to choose the corresponding formula. Junior brother, have you thought about what kind of formula to practice?"

People have practiced the formulas over and over again to become proficient, and then worry about not being able to find a suitable life corpse, but this one has a life corpse and can't know any magic formulas——Bai Ran sighed in his heart that people cannot be compared with others, While taking out a jade slip from the storage bag, she put it beside Ye Jiuqiu who seemed to be in a daze.

The kid was overjoyed.Bai Ran expressed his understanding, and didn't say much: "Young brother has not long practiced, and he has consumed his blood in the Ten Thousand Tombs Cemetery. He still needs to rest and recuperate, so I won't bother you as a brother. This jade slip records my Yin Corpse Sect two years ago. You can read the information about the arteries and techniques of pulse, etc., when you are in good spirits."

After finishing speaking, seeing Ye Jiuqiu still in a daze, he smiled and turned to leave.

Not long after Bai Ran left, Ye Jiuqiu scrambled out of bed and shrank into the corner farthest from the black coffin, wanting to cry without tears: What should he do now?

That corpse puppet obviously wanted to kill him!

--what?and many more!

He regained his composure, looked at the black coffin and thought, isn't he dead now?In other words, the corpse puppet didn't attack him in the end?

He blinked suspiciously, could it be that what he saw, the hatred in the corpse puppet's eyes were all hallucinations of his delirious mind?

Thinking of an excuse to comfort himself, Ye Jiuqiu's trembling heart fell back to its original place.Because anyway, he's still alive.This made him a lot more courageous, and carefully moved towards the black coffin.

Walking to the side of the black coffin, holding his breath, he stretched out his hand and touched the lid of the coffin. The cold and delicate touch did not make people feel resisted. Instead, as his fingers touched the black coffin, Ye Jiuqiu's flustered emotions gradually calmed down. .

From the time he came to the Infernal Corpse Sect, he had only one choice from the beginning to the end.

Pick the corpse and practice, so that you can go home.

He couldn't remember how he got this corpse puppet, and he didn't have any memory at all.Maybe it's the instinct of the body in the drowsiness?Or maybe it was a mistake?

But now the corpse puppet in the black coffin is his dead corpse, there is no doubt about it.

——When the hand puts the lid on the coffin, a feeling of intimacy connected by blood comes from the coffin.That was his dead body.He will always be with him in his long cultivation career in the future.

Ye Jiuqiu tried his best to pull out a smile, and whispered to the black coffin, "As long as you don't kill me, I won't dislike you if you look ugly."

The black coffin didn't respond at all.

"I'll take it as if you agree." Ye Jiuqiu said quickly, then retreated to the bed, stared at the black coffin for a long while, and found that the black coffin was really not moving, so he blinked his sore eyes, and collapsed in relief. Shoulders... that's it, right?

He groped to get the jade slip left by Bai Ran in his hand, probed in with his spiritual power, and all kinds of information about the Yin Corpse Sect immediately appeared in his mind.

Only when I have the strength can I block the claws of the corpse puppet?

Ye Jiuqiu's desire to learn is stronger than ever.