Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

"Huh? I didn't say anything..."

Wan Baylor tilted his head and looked at him, as if he didn't know what Jin Wenling was talking about.

He called himself "Zhen" just now, could it be unconscious?The keel of Ghost Seal is about to spread to the center of the earth. By that time, he will be the sage king who can command the three realms. Apart from human beings with one soul and two souls, has his godhead as the king of ten thousand stones already begun to awaken?

Jin Wenling looked at him in a daze.

His eyes are still as clear as when we first met, how long can this purity last?After he gets the Three Realms, will he be like other founding kings in history, will he be like his own father, or will he be like his childhood playmate Wu Zhu, although he died very early, but through history books It can be known that Wuzhu is also not close to women, and has never married.

"What's wrong, Wen Ling?"

Wan Belle asked worriedly. The expression on Jin Wenling's face was very calm, reminding him of when they first met, he was very dissatisfied with the unfamiliarity, stepped forward and grabbed his arm, confirming what he just said If you pass.

"Oh... I'm fine, don't you remember what you said just now?"

"no?"

Wan Baylor frowned, not understanding why Jin Wenling was obsessed with this issue over and over again.

"Hi, this..."

Before he could finish his words, the sand cave they were in felt an obvious vibration. The man-made sand cave obviously couldn't bear this kind of shock. A large amount of sand began to slide down from the top, making people choked a little. open your eyes.

"what happened?"

Wan Baylor stretched out his hand and pressed it on the surrounding sandstone.

"It's a living body."

He lost his voice.

Through the synaesthesia sent back from the gravel, Wan Baylor could clearly feel that around them, countless life forms were constantly gathering towards this narrow sand cave!

"careful!"

Before Wan Baylor finished speaking, he saw a pair of withered and rotten arms suddenly stretched out from the sandy cave wall behind Jin Wenling, grabbing him by the neck!

Jin Wenling struggled and twisted twice quickly, but those seemingly slender arms were extremely powerful, tightly clutching his neck and refusing to let go.

"Wen Ling!"

Wan Beile leaped up with a stride, with scorching flames shining in his eyes, he grabbed the wrists around his neck, and broke the pair of women's hands at the wrists!

"call……"

Jin Wenling was about to let out a long breath, when suddenly, without warning, four or five pairs of arms stretched out from the sand wall behind him, grabbing all of Jin Wenling's limbs in one fell swoop. In the meantime, the person has been dragged into the sand wall!

"Wen Ling! Wen Ling!"

Wan Belle rushed forward, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to rush headlong into the sand wall, but before his figure could turn in the narrow space, he felt his feet tighten, and his whole body was protruded from the ground. Several pairs of arms gripped the ankles and calves.

Those were not the ghostly hands of the purgatory ghosts he had just used, but a pair of fresh human body parts, those who had been made into human coffins and had been abandoned in the ground, but they were still loyally guarding this living burial place. Women of the land!

"Wen Ling!"

Wan Baylor roared, the skin all over his body began to turn red, blood flowed like magma, roaring loudly through the dark red skin, only Jin Wenling was his reverse scale, making him unable to suppress his own nature .

"give me back!"

Wan Belle pressed his charcoal-like hand on the wall of the sand cave, and the temperature in the entire narrow tomb room rose rapidly, and the women who burst out of the ground from all directions were immediately carbonized before they could make any movements.

"Give me back!"

Wan Baylor's voice uttered a deafening roar in the small tomb.

The whole layer of sand collapsed.

Countless quicksands sank down, burying the tomb deeply.

……

On the calm sand dunes.

Suddenly there was a violent vibration on the surface, and the entire sandy land was like a real sea of ​​death, with ripples, and the sand particles jumped with the fluctuations of the surface, like a sea without water.

Countless eddies appeared on the surface of the sea, spinning rapidly. Suddenly, one of the vortexes had a whale spout phenomenon, and a human body was ejected from the sand buried deep in the ground!

"Cough cough!"

Jin Wenling's body was sprayed out by the quicksand whale. Due to the short-term lack of oxygen, she coughed violently and greedily panted for the air on the ground.

The dust has settled.

Jin Wenling suddenly discovered that besides him, there was another person lying on the calm surface.

"Liangwan!"

From a distance, that person's figure was very tall, and he looked somewhat similar to Wan Baylor. Most of his whole body had been buried by quicksand, only his head and shoulders were still exposed.

"Liangwan!"

Jin Wenling stumbled and ran over, stretched out her hand to support his back, and turned him over with all her strength.

"Vivi?!"

Jin Wenling never imagined that this tall figure from the back would be Weiwei's face after being turned around by herself.

Her face showed a kind of grayish white that only appears after death. As the saying goes, the face is as gray as dead, which is probably what it looks like.

Jin Wenling suddenly had a bad guess, and tentatively reached out to wipe off the thick dust covering Weiwei's face.

"...!"

Sure enough, on both sides of Weiwei's mouth, there were tear marks similar to those of the sleeping women underground!

She was the last victim of this witchcraft, so...

Thinking of this, Jin Wenling let her go quickly, but almost at the same time, Weiwei's body suddenly broke free from the quicksand, and her slender arms grabbed Jin Wenling's wrist. A woman can explode in an instant.

The female corpse opened her chaotic and lifeless eyes, the whites of the pupilless eye sockets were rolled up, blood and corpse fluid ooze, her figure soared, a carp crawled out of the soil, and Jin Wenling's body was also covered by her. He swung it up and went around in a circle, but he still couldn't get rid of her grip.

What a great power!

Jin Wenling wondered in her heart that although the female corpses buried under the sand just now had great physical strength, they were not as powerful as Weiwei.

Jin Wenling was hesitating, when suddenly her body was lifted up by her, and both feet left the ground. Only then did he realize that Weiwei had already stood up straight. This figure was taller than his own height. Go halfway!

The master is inside!

Jin Wenling immediately realized that that thing was probably inside Weiwei's body. After absorbing nutrients for a period of time, it seemed that he was about to break out of the cocoon!

Thinking of this, Jin Wenling was not polite to him, let go of the hand that was holding Weiwei's wrist, and touched her waist. The tiger roared and the dragon roared. Cut it open with a sword!

The corpse lost the remnant of corpse aura, and the entire son's cavity exploded like a balloon due to the difference in internal and external air pressure, spraying out a rain of meat.

Jin Wenling stretched out his hand to resist the spray of broken limbs, broken arms and human internal organs. He was forced back several steps by these pickled things, and the strong smell of blood spread, which made him unable to bear it in the fierce fight. He frowned.

"Qi'er, you still love to be clean."

From among the shattered corpses came a man's deep and pleasant voice, which was very similar to that of an acquaintance of Jin Wenling's, but it was a little more mature and stable than the childish one when he was young.

"you!"

Jin Wenling raised her head and looked at the person opposite. He was standing in blood, and his body was covered with various organs bursting out of the corpse, but his heroic spirit still did not diminish, and he looked aggressive.

"Yes."

The young man let out a very slight sigh.

"After so many evolutions, even I almost can't recognize myself, no wonder you don't remember me..."

Jin Wenling looked at him in disbelief.

It can't be that person, he is about the same age as himself, if all this is true, the legend of the earth mother is the burial ceremony of their royal family, then this person's body has experienced thousands of years of rejuvenation, how many times will he kill himself Buried in this Populus euphratica forest echoing with innocent lives, how many innocent pregnant women and children were killed.

child?

Jin Wenling suddenly realized that his purpose of seducing Weiwei was to get her pregnant. Isn't that...his own child?

"Wu...zhu...?"

"Qi'er."

Wuzhu—Xiao Wencheng, stretched out his hand gracefully, fiddled with the organs hanging on his body, and walked towards him slowly.

"Weiwei, is she..."

"Well, she likes Yuliangwan, but she can't ask for it. This kind of woman who is hurt by love will really fall into a man's embrace like a moth to a flame when she hooks her fingers."

How could he say that about her, about the mother of his child?Yes, what can he not do? Didn't he personally end the life of his own child?

Jin Wenling looked at Xiao Wencheng who was covered in blood. After hundreds of times of rejuvenation, every time he stood out from the female body, his body would undergo slight changes, which was why she didn't recognize him immediately.

But even though he has the same appearance, he still feels that he doesn't know him anymore. This is not his childhood playmate. His brother Wuzhu, this man makes him feel strange and scary, like a man crawling back from hell. The evil spirits of the world will also lead him into that hopeless abyss!

"You took your own child..."

Jin Wenling didn't continue, as if such a sinful thing could not be said.

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Wencheng actually laughed easily.

"Qi'er, you have been the king of a country just like me, why don't you grow up? Child?"

He looked contemptuously at the broken body of Weiwei on the ground.

"It's just a bunch of cheap flesh and blood. You don't know how many pieces of this flesh and blood were dumped into the Rouge River in the imperial garden in your father's harem? You really didn't inherit the queen wrist..."

"...!"