Picking up soap in a harmonious world

According to the memory of injury treatment in my mind, I first pulled out a few ice picks nailed to Han Chou's body, and then applied several healing techniques.

While waiting for the other party to wake up, just in case, I also used the Xingyun rope on Liao Zihan, tied him tightly, like a rice dumpling, if the dragon did not lie, Liao Zihan It is impossible to break free even with the supernatural ability.

After finishing all this work, I couldn't help but think of the scene I saw in the eternal life coffin that day, and my eyes fell uncontrollably on You Zi's unconscious Han Zhao.

The dragon asked me to entrust three things to Han Zhao, one is the dragon thorn whip, the other is the nebula rope, and the other is the crystal coffin still lying in the underground palace.

I can imagine the utility of the first two items, but what is the eternal life coffin for?Being able to see the past and the future, and being able to preserve the corpse from destruction, is this useless, as it can neither be used as an attack tool nor bring the dead back to life.

Could it be that there are other uses that the dragon didn't tell me?

For example, practicing kung fu can get twice the result with half the effort, or can exercise the body, etc., maybe it is similar to the cold jade bed where the little dragon girl sleeps in the sculpture of the gods, but the problem is that I haven't slept before, why don't I see other special effects?

The nebula rope is not limited to people, so I can use it to tie Liao Zihan, but the dragon thorn whip limits the user to be a dragon, so will the immortal coffin also limit the user?

I looked at Han Zhao and hesitated for a while, but finally decided to try my guess.

So I stepped forward, picked him up, and walked towards the tunnel under the altar.

Different from the panic when I climbed the tunnel for the first time, I am calm and relaxed at this moment, and there is another effect of greatly improving my spiritual power, that is, I will no longer be confused by demons and monsters. Those things are most sensitive to spiritual consciousness and spiritual power. If you stepped forward to provoke, you would have already hidden away.

And the pitch-black darkness that I couldn't see was nothing to me, and I returned to the empty and mysterious rice-shaped secret room without any effort.

The crystal coffin was still quietly placed in the center of the secret room, and the transparent coffin lid reflected a faint blue halo, making it difficult to see clearly. In this oppressive space, there was a strange sense of beauty.

But no matter how beautiful the scene is, it cannot escape the breath of death and decay.

There is no doubt that this is a beautiful and cold resting place.

I hugged Han Tiao and slowly approached the coffin. When I was about to put the person in, I felt a slight strange feeling in my chest.

Looking down, I was stunned.

A pair of quiet, pitch-black eyes are staring at me intently, no emotion can be seen in the pupils as dark as night, but they inexplicably make my heart tremble.

At some point, Han Zhao woke up.

"..." When I came back to my senses, I was a little embarrassed. I didn't let him go, and I didn't let him go. All kinds of excuses were running in my mind, but none of them were reliable.

"Hehe... Well, you were injured too badly. Although I bandaged part of it for you, lying on the ground like this is too hurtful. So, I helped you find... a bed." I forced a smile I mean, I made up a more reliable reason in nonsense.

Seeing that he didn't have the slightest objection, I put him in the crystal coffin without hesitation.

Fuck, this guy is really skinny, he looks like he's not being hugged, he's light and fluffy.

Han Cho's limbs were limp and weak due to unhealed wounds, and he only opened his eyes and did not speak, lying in a light blue transparent coffin, like a lifeless window doll.

"How is it? Do you still feel comfortable?" I ignorant of my conscience and told the lie to the end.

His eyes moved with the movement of my body, but he just didn't say a word.

Seeing this situation, I suddenly had an ominous premonition in my heart. Damn, is it possible that I was really fooled by Liao Zihan's soul searching technique?

"Master Han..." I called him tentatively.

He still doesn't respond to me, only his eyes flicker occasionally.

I looked at him speechlessly, tears streaming down my face from the bottom of my heart, choking speechlessly.

Almost half a year of favorability, just like that, wasted.

"Liao Zihan...you're so fucked up with me!" When I think of the perpetrator, I can't wait to chop him into pieces with a kitchen knife, stuff them into his internal organs, turn them into sausages, and hang them outside the cave to dry.

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly thought, if this guy loses his mind, wouldn't he lose interest in having sex with others?

In this case, it would be a good thing.

I just don't know when this guy will recover his memory. Anyway, I can't believe that the powerful protagonist of the dark world will become a real idiot. The embarrassment at this time is just to pave the way for future domineering.

As soon as Han Tzu lost his memory, I temporarily put aside my curiosity about the immortal coffin. After all, the coffin cannot escape, but the current troubles will only increase if they are not resolved.

It's nothing more than Han Zhao's amnesia, but Liao Zihan's matter is also very difficult. As the most important person in the sect, he was first robbed of important items by Han Zhao, and then I attacked and tied him up. It's impossible to let him go, but he can be killed or silenced. I really can't do it.

Just let him stay in this ghost place, and when the secret realm is closed, it will only be a hundred years before he can come out.

But the problem also came out, this nebula rope can't be left here, tied with other things, and I don't know if it can be tied.

Just as I was racking my brains to think about it, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of a faint white mist rising from the coffin. I was taken aback, and hurriedly looked into the coffin.

I saw that Han Tzu's tattered clothes had long since disappeared. The large and small wounds on his body, including the bloody holes in the joints of his limbs, were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. His slender and slender body was as stiff as a dead man. Not moving, the skin covering the bone was pale and bleeding, looming in the white mist, all of this brightly stimulated my eyeballs.

"...Day!" I stared at the scene in front of me like watching a sci-fi movie, tongue-tied is not enough to describe my shock.

I looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the hand was stretched into the coffin, the wrist was firmly imprisoned by a pale and slender hand, unable to move forward half a minute, and likewise, unable to retract an inch.

I raised my eyes to look at Han Tiao, his face was stained with a thin layer of frost due to the mist, his eyes were still looking straight at me, even his eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with a layer of white, as if he didn't realize it, reflecting the The long hair was as black as the night, and even though the face was so ordinary, it was still so beautiful that it made people lose their minds.

I was in a trance for a while, this feeling was so familiar... as if I had experienced it not long ago...

The icy coffin lid, the pale blue light, the night-black long hair... and the stiff and rhythmic bodies of the two...

My eyes widened suddenly, and my body took a step back uncontrollably, but Shicai couldn't get rid of the imprisoned hand no matter what, but at this moment, he let go of it all at once.

All of a sudden, my mind went blank, and the coffin in front of me was like a monster that would eat people, forcing me to turn around and run away.

In fact, I did turn around and walk away.

I need to calm down now.

Whether it's the amnesiac Han Cho, or the weird and unreal coffin, or even the seemingly real and unreal sex scene, I subconsciously developed a resistance, as if I just went one step further, and that frightening and disgusting scene would be overwhelmed. occur.

When I walked out of the tunnel and returned to the palace filled with candles, what I saw was still Liao Zihan with his eyes closed.

Although my mind is uneasy at the moment, I still have a high degree of vigilance against enemies that endanger my life.

I looked at Liao Zihan who was tightly tied by the Xingyun rope, and began to think about how to retract the rope and control him.

In fact, there is one way, that is to use mental power to invade the opponent's body, close his five senses, and let the opponent lose all senses within a short period of time, just like a dead person.

But given my immaturity in the use of mental power, it's hard to say how far I can go.

I tried to use my spiritual sense to investigate the other party, and the mental power of the other party was very stable, without any waves, allowing the strange spiritual sense to continuously invade and investigate.

This confirmed that the other party was indeed unconscious, otherwise the other party would have corresponding resistance and fluctuations.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It would be best if the other party didn't resist, which would guarantee the greatest success rate.

Just when I was about to release my mental power, I suddenly remembered the uncertainty of the nebula rope, and thought of the magical and illusory eternal life coffin. It's better to keep it well.

Anyway, I have checked with my spiritual sense, this Liao Zihan has not woken up yet, so I am not afraid that he will suddenly die.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I let go of the rope, a powerful and violent force hit my chest. I was unprepared for this force and was instantly stunned.

The figure as fast as lightning, the fluttering sleeves, the cold and mocking eyes, the person in front of him doesn't have the slightest sluggish posture, it's simply too fierce to bear.

I struggled to support my standing body. The severe pain in my chest made me lower my head subconsciously. I saw that the blood had already come out through my clothes, and a bright ice pick went straight into the wound. It was extremely painful to watch, let alone experience it personally. up.

"Hmph...a fool is a fool, even if you take evil ways to improve your cultivation, it's nothing more than that." He snorted coldly, then squinted his eyes and looked at me, "Your mental power has become much stronger... Could it be that you are talking to that weird boy again? related?"

I gritted my teeth and forcibly drove my mental power to attack the opponent.

Liao Zihan seemed to have sensed something, he dodged his figure, and moved in front of my eyes in an instant, and my mental power seemed to have encountered a strong barrier, and I was bumped back abruptly.

The pain of mental force almost backlash caused my body to fall down, but Liao Zihan, who was close at hand, stepped on my chest, causing the ice pick that had not been taken out to go further into the body .

I felt nothing but pain and humiliation.

"My magic weapon can resist the spiritual attack of monk Nascent Soul, and you still want to succeed with your trivial skills?"

"I know you're with him."

"Hand over the things, and I'll leave you two whole bodies."

"Or...do you also want to try soul searching?"

The voice that kept coming from my ear gradually became smaller, and I clearly knew that it was not because the other party had reduced the volume, but because my consciousness was losing uncontrollably.

"Oh, it's good to have backbone, then don't blame me—ah—ah——"

The voice as thin as a mosquito suddenly rose up, and the tragic shouts suddenly aroused my sanity that was about to completely slump. I tried my best to look up, but I saw a blood-red splash on my head.