Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

Looking at the ice coffin in front of him, Qin Jinsheng couldn't help but feel a weird feeling of disharmony in his heart, but before Qin Jinsheng could think about it, Wen Yunlin had already held Qin Jincheng's face in his hands, and looked at it carefully, with a surprised and happy expression on his face , "How did you wake up?"

Qin Jincheng: "Those ghosts in hell suddenly summoned me down." I was woken up by them.

Wen Yunlin's eyes dimmed: "So it's them."

Qin Jincheng: "Just now I thought I was in a dream again, and what they said to me was almost exactly the same as the previous dream."

Wen Yunlin stroked Qin Jincheng's face lightly with his fingertips: "It's not a dream."

Qin Jincheng: "But it's very strange. Yu Lanqing is obviously gone, and Mengyu should be gone too. Why is there still a soul missing for no reason?"

Wen Yunlin frowned slightly: "Don't mention him."

Qin Jincheng: "Okay, don't mention it."

Wen Yunlin suddenly approached and touched his C.

Qin Jincheng: "..."

Qin Jincheng just froze for a moment, then raised his hand and pressed Wen Yunlin's head, deepening the W.

The bodies of the two have long been familiar with each other, just a kiss can affect the whole body.

Wen Yunlin seemed more eager than ever, Qin Jincheng responded while supporting him.Qin Jincheng intended to retreat to the wall, but forgot that there were two open doors behind him, and inside the door was an open ice coffin...

"Oh!"

The two of them fell into the ice coffin together, dissipating a lot of the cold air that kept coming out of the ice coffin.

The space in the ice coffin was large enough for two people to stretch out. The cold air in the coffin was overwhelming, and the breath was filled with icy air.

It is also the breath that Qin Jincheng is most familiar with.

Qin Jincheng didn't feel well here, and wanted to hug him out, but Wen Yunlin rushed forward first.

The cold air passed by, but it went all the way down, enveloping the flames that had already been ignited.

Qin Jincheng was startled, looked down, called Master in a dumb voice, and inserted his fingertips into the soft and cold hair.

It was obviously indoors, but heavy snow fell one after another, and soon a thick layer accumulated on the ground, burying the mellow spirits deep in it.

Wen Yunlin was not good at drinking, and soon became drunk, his cheeks were flushed, his speech was slurred, and his voice was broken and difficult to distinguish. It took Qin Jincheng to get closer and listen carefully to hear what he said clearly.

It took some time before Wen Yunlin's drunkenness dissipated, and he crawled out of the coffin tremblingly, but was grabbed by the outstretched arm and pulled back into the coffin.

"Master, it's obviously you who said that we have to join the same coffin after death, why did we run away?"

Wen Yunlin was completely awake this time, holding on to the side of the coffin firmly: "We are not dead yet!"

Qin Jincheng opened his fingers holding the coffin bit by bit, solemnly: "Then let's experience it in advance, otherwise how will we know if this coffin will work well in the future."

Wen Yunlin slipped his hand clasping the side of the coffin, and Qin Jinsheng pushed him in, then pulled up the coffin board and closed it with a "bang".

Soon there was a bang bang bang on the coffin.

There is no window in this dark room, and day and night cannot be seen clearly, and the passage of time cannot be distinguished.

Until there was a violent bang, the huge ice coffin shattered into crystal clear pieces, and the pieces fell, and the faces of two people were reflected in the pieces.

In the next second, everything around him began to become blurred. Whether it was the shattered ice coffin, the cold room, or everything outside the room, they all collapsed into blurred circles of light.

And the two people standing in this large blurred circle of light also quickly disappeared.

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Qin Jincheng opened his eyes abruptly, covered his nose immediately, rushed to the window, drew aside the curtains, opened the window, and saw at a glance the unburned ochre-red Mimeng incense that was still on the window sill.

Qin Jincheng popped out a bloody flame, burning the half of the ocher red incense into a piece of fly ash.

Wen Yunlin also woke up, and immediately ran to the other side, opened the door of the room, and turned on the exhaust fan.

After doing all this, Wen Yunlin sat down covering his painfully swollen head, "We were careless, and fell asleep in the fragrance of dreams."

Qin Jincheng glanced at the time: "We only slept for 10 minutes, and the incense hasn't even burned, so we woke up in time."

Wen Yunlin said quietly: "We should have woken up a long time ago. The moment I saw the ice coffin and you appear at the same time, I should have realized that I was dreaming."

Since Qin Jinsheng was alive, Wen Yunlin didn't know how to make ice coffins, so it was a huge bug that they appeared at the same time, but Wen Yunlin, who was in a dream at that time, couldn't react in time, thinking that Qin Jinsheng had "resurrected from the dead", I have been happy for a long time.

Wen Yunlin rubbed his waist silently. Although it was in a dream, in reality he was just lying on the bed and had a dream for only 10 minutes, but he still felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

Qin Jincheng took a picture of the Mimeng incense that had turned into fly ash on the windowsill: "Who put the Mimeng incense here?"

Wen Yunlin: "When I saw Yu Lanqing taking out the Mimeng Incense in the bar, I was thinking, how much Mimeng Incense would have to be burned to get so many people to fall asleep together, and how much he had accumulated?"

Wen Yunlin: "The materials used to make this thing are very rare. It took me a long time to collect a little bit. The finished product was put in that dark room."

Qin Jincheng: "A dark room?"

Wen Yunlin coughed lightly: "That place was originally a dark room, but I later converted it into a place for storing ice coffins."

The two came to the dark room. It was not the ice cave in the dream, but a very ordinary room. There were several large cabinets in the room, a bit like those large cabinets in the pharmacy. Lots of little drawers, all locked.

And one of the drawers has been pulled out, and the drawer is empty.

Wen Yunlin: "As expected, he took away the Mimeng incense I put here."

Qin Jincheng: "It seems that he wasn't idle while we were squatting outside that bar." He came here again to steal Meng Mi Xiang, and put some of them on the window sill.

Wen Yunlin: "When we entered the house, we hadn't smelled it yet, and we don't know what kind of trick he used to ignite it."

Qin Jincheng looked around, walked to the place where the ice coffin was stored in the dream, raised his hand and knocked on the wall.

Well, honestly.

Wen Yunlin: "...what's the matter with your regretful expression?"

Qin Jincheng: "I haven't."

After finishing speaking, Qin Jincheng tapped on the solid wall again, and sighed.

Wen Yunlin: "..."

……

Three months later, Qin Jincheng looked at the brand-new ice coffin that had been completely completed by his hands, immediately put down the chisel, took out the two pillows he had prepared earlier, and lay down in it.

Wen Yunlin lay beside the coffin, looking down at him, with a helpless face: "Is the bed in our room too big? Do you like this kind of small space?"

Qin Jincheng raised his hand and caressed Wen Yunlin's face: "I just think that even if we lie in a coffin, we can create more beautiful memories." It's not just the cold, stiff one that seems to never wake up. corpse.

Wen Yunlin was stunned for a moment, and vaguely realized something, he raised his hand, pressed the back of Qin Jincheng's hand, and interlocked his fingers.

Wen Yunlin heard his own voice choked up, "Okay."

Qin Jincheng: "Master agreed?"

Wen Yunlin nodded: "En."

Qin Jincheng suddenly exerted strength, grabbed Wen Yunlin's hand and pulled it down, while his long legs hooked the coffin board, and kicked him up!

"Boom!" The ice coffin closed, sending out a great deal of cold air!

Wen Yunlin:! ! !

Days and nights are fleeting.

Qin Jincheng kissed Wen Yunlin's forehead, sat up, and prepared to open the coffin to breathe.

But just when his hand touched the coffin board, he heard a loud "bang" from outside!

Wen Yunlin was startled awake, subconsciously summoned Bingjian, "What's going on?"

Qin Jincheng: "It seems like someone is knocking on the door outside."

Wen Yunlin: "...Should I strengthen the restriction outside?" How could anyone break in?

Qin Jincheng: "From now on, let's directly draw formations of the level of the Great Shoushan Formation."

Wen Yunlin: "Let's wait and see what happens?"

"Yes." Qin Jincheng summoned the black sword and lay down.

The moment Qin Jincheng lay down, the door outside was violently knocked open, and a person rushed in quickly, looking around, his eyes quickly fell on the huge ice coffin.

The ice coffin was full of cold air, and even before it got close, it could feel the biting cold.

Through the ice coffin, you can still see the two people lying in it.

In the misty cold air, the two closed their eyes tightly and cuddled together.

The visitor first took a few steps towards the ice coffin, then suddenly quickened his pace and rushed straight towards the ice coffin!

"elder brother……"

"Oh!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the coffin of the ice coffin suddenly flew up, shooting straight at the person who rushed over!

Qin Jincheng and Wen Yunlin, who were accumulating energy to lift the coffin together, raised their swords together, and slashed at the visitor from two other directions!

And on the body of the person who was hit by the opposite side, a large piece of green branches appeared in an instant!The branches were entangled in one place, and Qi Qi blocked the coffin board that hit him.

The black sword in Qin Jincheng's hand slashed down, and when it was about to land on the man's head, he quickly stretched out his other hand and grabbed the tip of the black sword, barely stopping the attack.

At the same time, a snow-white leaf appeared on the man's head. Wen Yunlin tried his best to reverse the direction of the sword, so he slashed at the leaf obliquely, making a loud "dang" sound!

The leaf looks soft, but it is actually extremely hard. When it was hit by this blow, it did not move at all, not to mention any cracks!

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth of the person who was blocked by the blinds, he was stunned for a while, and then said: "Brother? Nephew?"

Wen Yunlin: "Xiao Mori? Why didn't you say anything when you came? I've been looking for you."

Wen Yunsen, who was about to be stabbed twice: "..." I believe you!

Qin Jincheng put away the black flame sword and looked at Wen Yunsen's neck. There was a pendant hanging there. A long branch was spreading from the pendant. The white leaves on Wen Yunsen's head grew from this branch. from.

Wen Yunlin noticed Qin Jincheng's gaze, and looked over, and was about to ask Wen Yunsen what it was, when Wen Yunsen rushed towards him howling: "Brother! Nephew! You are still alive! Is this true? I don't know." Could it be a dream?"

Wen Yunlin stepped aside, and Wen Yunsen made no effort.

Wen Yunlin: "What do you mean? Did something happen?"

Wen Yunsen: "It's a long story, we have to open the sky from Pangu..."

Qin Jincheng: "To make a long story short."

Wen Yunsen: "Well, you may not believe me when I tell you. In fact, the me you see now is not the me in your memory, but the me from the future."

Qin Jincheng: "..."

Wen Yunsen straightened his hair: "You may think that what I said is too unrealistic..."

Qin Jincheng: "Believe me, continue."

Wen Yunsen: "..."

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