Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

The blood flowing from the cracks in the coffin continued to flow down the stone platform, forming a pool of blood.The pool of blood slowly expanded again, rushing towards them.

Qiao Xishui was frightened by the scene in front of her just now, and violated the taboo of being calm and self-sufficient, and almost spit out another mouthful of blood.He swallowed the fishy-sweet blood in his throat, and said hoarsely: "Retreat, you can't touch that puddle."

An Xichen took two steps back as he said.

The tiny noise still didn't stop.It sounded like something inside the coffin was scratching around, looking for a place to open the coffin.

Suddenly, the thin noise disappeared.

There was only a moment of silence.Suddenly there was another loud bang, and the coffin board shook violently, as if the person inside was impatient to get out. He smashed the board in a panic, and there were several bang bang bangs again, but the coffin board Unmoved at all, he clung firmly to the coffin from beginning to end.

From the looks of it, the spell cast on the coffin was not just the talisman papers, the caster managed to fasten the coffin board firmly on it.

The coffin board didn't move at all, and the thing inside completely lost patience, and let out a hoarse and harsh roar, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in its throat.

"It's coming out."

An Xichen reached out to hold Shen Yan floating in the air, and stared at the coffin with breathless concentration.

In the increasingly heavy air, the coffin board finally made a crisp sound, and was smashed into scum by the things inside.

Without the restraint of the coffin, the thing jumped out, jumped off the stone platform, opened its bloody mouth, and screamed at them sharply.

It was a blood man—this thing could barely be considered humanoid.But the degree of joint bending is absolutely impossible for normal human beings. It looks like a weird living corpse whose limbs have been ripped off and then twisted back together.It was covered in blood, with no trace of skin visible, and even its mouth was overflowing with blood.

The blood on his body dripped down and dripped into the pool of blood.It seemed that the pool of blood that was about to flow into a river of blood on the ground was the blood that flowed from this blood man.

Qiao Xishui only took one look, then buried her head in the socket of An Xichen's shoulder, not daring to look up again.It's not that he has no guts, it's that he's afraid that if he takes one more look and his heart skips a few times, he will be blown to pieces by the magic power.

He swallowed the colic in his chest, and said forcefully, "The deadly part is between the eyebrows...don't touch him."

An Xichen understood.

The next moment, the hoarse roar in Qiao Xishui's ear turned into a scream.

He raised his head in astonishment. He knew that An Xichen had a high level of cultivation and talent, but he didn't expect to solve it so quickly.

But it really is that fast.The blood man screamed sharply and briefly, staggered backwards, and fell into a pool of blood.

Afterwards, the pool of blood gradually boiled, as if it had life, boiling and dancing, melting away the flesh and blood of the bloody man.

An Xichen froze for a moment.

The blood of the blood man is devouring himself?

Qiao Xishui lay on his shoulder, opened her eyes for a moment, then closed them again.

Similarly, he has seen this scene in the book.

The book said: [When the blood man fell down, his posture was crooked, and he looked inexplicably funny.

An Xichen didn't know what to think of, and suddenly laughed.

His hoarse laugh echoed in the dark room, both crazy and pathetic.

After a fierce battle, An Xichen suffered a lot.His left hand was inadvertently touched by the blood man, and a large piece of flesh fell off.Blood dripped and rolled down, and his bones could even be seen in the bloody mess.

"The next one will be me." He said suddenly, trembling with excitement between his words, "I'll be there soon... I'll be there soon, it's my turn soon...!"]

Qiao Xishui didn't understand it when he watched it.What An Xichen said is not clear, but after seeing the back, and then contacting him with what he saw and heard after passing through the book, he can understand the sentence in his book.

[The next one to die is me. 】

That's what he meant.

It was not until the blood man was completely swallowed by his own blood that the next accident occurred

.The blood and the coffin slowly dissipated into smoke before their eyes, but the smoke did not disappear, but gradually spread away, filling the entire dark room.

After a while, there was a creaking sound from nowhere.

"The door is open." Hearing the voice, Qiao Xishui whispered in his ear, "North."

The room was so full of smoke that it was impossible to see anything clearly.An Xichen was a little displeased for some reason, squinted his eyes and clicked his tongue, and walked towards the north.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, a door appeared for some reason.

Not before.

The door that made the sound just now should have been opened a crack by itself.An Xichen stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly, and it opened easily.He walked in sideways with Qiao Xishui behind his back, and closed the door again.

Looking back, it was a new dark room.

There are no coffins or stone platforms here, nor are there any messy magical artifacts or objects that look scary.On the contrary, as soon as you enter, there is a whole row of neat bookshelves on the opposite side. The books on the top are twisted and scattered, with three books here and eight books in the other, which is very casual.

There is a desk in the corner, on which are the four treasures of the study, paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and an open book.A large black blanket was spread on the ground. It must have been placed for a long time, and there was a lot of dust and rocks on it.

Qiao Xishui had a headache.After entering here, what An Xichen saw and heard was no longer written in the book, and the perspective turned back to Fang Ximing.

In other words, he had no idea what would happen from here on.

An Xichen walked into the dark room, went to the table, looked at the table and chairs for a while, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, he turned around and slowly put Qiao Xishui on the chair.

Qiao Xishui sat on the chair, wondering if it was because of discomfort, the expression on her face was more innocent and blank than usual.He blinked, not understanding why An Xichen put him down suddenly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Looking for something." An Xichen said concisely, "You don't need to know, just sit here and wait."

"……Oh."

Qiao Xishui actually wanted to discuss with him whether it is necessary for him to know, but he is really uncomfortable now. Instead of reasoning with him now, it is better to take a break for a while and do more psychological construction, so as not to be comforted for a while. Chen's hard wooden head, which was as hard as Xuan Tie's, was half dead with anger.

So he moved the chair, found a comfortable position with his back against the wall, closed his eyes and began to rest his mind.

He cannot sleep.No one can sleep comfortably in the mountains of swords and seas of fire, the reason is the same.

There are so many and miscellaneous books on the bookshelf that I can't finish them in a while.Qiao Xishui closed her eyes for a long time, opened her eyes and glanced sideways, An Xichen was still turning over.

So he closed his eyes again, opened them after staying for a while, An Xichen still didn't turn much.

I don't know if it's because he's in so much pain that his days feel like years, or if An Xichen really turns slowly.

But no matter which one, Qiao Xishui didn't want to close her eyes and rest.He couldn't sit still, and he didn't want to be dumb when he was in pain.

So he opened his mouth and called out: "Brother."

An Xichen: "Huh?"

Qiao Xishui asked, "Did you find it?"

An Xichen: "If I find it, will I still dig through this pile of garbage here?"

An Xichen still couldn't chat as always.

But it didn't bother Qiao Xishui.He has no strengths in this life, the only strength is that he is especially good at talking when he has nothing to say.

So he said again: "Brother."

An Xichen: "Yes."

"You are so pretty."

An Xichen: "..."

"Let's chat for a while. You are so pretty, I can say that, if we chat and chat, we will fall in love with each other, right?"

An Xichen: "...Get lost."

"Hey, then I have to be able to get out of here too. You see, my hands and feet are crippled, so if you let me get out of here, you have to let me get out of here."

It's okay if he doesn't talk about it, but he gets angry when he mentions this An Xichen.Just heard a crisp sound, Ann

Xichen crumpled the already yellowed paper in his hand, and said in a slightly angry tone, "You know it too!? You have self-knowledge but don't miss yourself at all. Are you planning to leave and never return!? "

As always, Qiao Xishui was not afraid of his anger, laughed, looked at him with one hand on his chin, and said, "It's good."

"What's so good!?"

Seeing his indifferent look, An Xichen became even more angry, and the anger exploded in his eyes with a bang, boiling both pools of blood.

"What's wrong!? I really don't know what you're thinking all day long! You..."

"Of course."

Qiao Xishui's voice was as calm as water.I don't know if it's because of the life-and-death taboo of "must be calm and self-sufficient", but now he is completely different from the smiling idiot.

An Xichen felt a little strange, and fell silent: "..."

"You know what I'm thinking." He said, "Brother, I told you as early as in the Martial Arts Field. I will come wherever you are, no matter how dangerous it is. Go break, ask me to go to the palace of Hades, I can also. How can I leave you alone, I will save you."

"..." An Xichen had a lump in his throat for a long time before he forcefully defended himself powerlessly: "I don't want you to save me."

Qiao Xishui sighed, and said, "Brother, don't be stubborn, I know what you're thinking."

"..."

"But you are wrong. No one will be happy for your death, and no one will hate you from the bottom of their hearts." Qiao Xishui said, "Only Qu Qixiang will be happy. When you die, you will naturally be wronged." Dexue, you have been locked in your soul and treated like a dog, and who can gloat over your unseen struggles and unseen pains."

"You don't want me to leave anymore. No one can stay out of this matter. Even if you send me to the ends of the world, I can't just muddle along with peace of mind. "

"...To be honest, I have known you since a long time ago. I don't know much about you, but I always think... If there is a day when I can have an intersection with you, if there is a day where I can see you, I am willing Go and never return."

"...I said the next thing many times. But I will not only say it many times, I will say it thousands of times."

"I really... like you very much, and I hope you can live on." He said, "I hope you are brave, I hope you face the light, and I hope you can live a relaxed and happy life."