Lie Huo Jiao Chou

"What the hell is this!"

Xuan Ji also traveled all over the world and visited several botanical gardens, but this was the first time she saw such a strange species that collapsed at the slightest disagreement.

This sword has had a particularly rough fate since it "run away from home". It's fine to be "uppered" by the devil. How did he stuff it in the back?

Does a man need to carry so much on his back?

However, Xuan Ji dragged the big burden of the goatee, so he had no hands to pick up the sword, so he had to try to use all four limbs - he stretched out his feet to pick up the sword to the sky, then took the goatee, chased the sword and flew up, intending to use it Clamp the sword with your feet to prevent it from soaking in the "blood soup".

But before his feet touched the sword, those bloody juices flowed halfway along the four walls, suddenly ignoring the gravity of the earth, turning an unnatural bend in mid-air, and spraying out sideways .

The flying blood-colored flower juice weaves a red cloud in mid-air, and when it hits Xuan Ji's wings, it immediately turns into a misty mist, which is almost a bit spectacular.But the goatee screamed suddenly, and saw a few drops of blood-colored flower juice splashing on the back of his hand, the skin on his hand seemed to be splashed with strong acid, and it was corroded on the spot!

After such a flash of skill, I don't know if it's because Xuan Ji's wings are too hot or what, but the surrounding red fog has become thicker and thicker.It quickly rose to the top of the cave, condensed quickly after encountering icy rocks, and then fell like rain.

Although Xuan Ji, the birdman, does not produce acid rain, he has obviously become a porter of acid rain.

Seeing that the acid rain from his burning was about to fall on his head, he could only focus on the living, and shouted at the sword: "I'm sorry, senior, go back and get '[-]' ​​to disinfect you!"

As he spoke, he curled up his legs vigorously, and his huge wings wrapped around his body, forming a shield that was impenetrable by water and fire, barely covering the two of them.

At the same time, the epee fell into the pond with a "boom" accompanied by "bloody wind".

Xuan Ji was taken aback when she heard the movement, and quickly looked down through the gaps in the wings—because this was not the sound of heavy objects falling into the water, but the unique, clear sound of metal colliding with each other.

At this time, he discovered that there was a stone platform under the pool, which was three meters square, and it happened to be submerged by the water surface, so it could not be seen from the side, and had to be looked down to find it.

And what's on the stone platform...

The next moment, Xuan Ji saw it clearly, and suddenly opened her eyes wide——

On the stone platform was an empty coffin with the lid opened, and his sword smashed straight into the coffin!

Before he could chase after him to pick it up, a burst of heart palpitations flew across his chest, like a steel awl being hammered into the tip of his heart. Cold, hollow and stinging pain surged up like a tsunami, and he couldn't even breathe for a while.

And that feeling came and went quickly, like some kind of distant resonance, at the same time, the bloody flower juice poured into the pool water, and the clear pool water was shockingly red in an instant.

Xuan Ji suddenly realized that the devil had not moved for a long time.

Sheng Lingyuan felt that his seven orifices were covered, and his senses became extremely numb. For a moment, he felt lucky for no reason, imagining that the blood-like water would condense into cocoons, thicker and thicker, and finally wrap him in it , let him close his eyes and listen, and hide until the end of time.

But... It's impossible to hide.

He understood this truth at a very young age—for him, there was no place in this world for him to hide.

Sleeping, breathing, resting... To him, it was all delusions.

His memory is like a monster that has been awakened, opened its eyes, and opened its bloody mouth towards him.

The epee sounded "buzz", and the whole cave trembled. All the flowers on the four walls withered and withered. A huge vortex was stirred up in the pool with the coffin as the center. Immediately, the water surface dropped little by little. Shen, as if being sucked in by something in the coffin.

When the blood in the pool water was sucked clean by the coffin, and the pool water became clear again, it was already "the truth came out"——

The coffin is completely out of the water, the sword is gone, and a... "person" is sitting in it.

Xuan Ji was unsure whether to use the term "human" or not.

The white eyes of the goatee fluttered in the eye sockets, fainted and then woke up in fright, hanging in mid-air "rescue", and was about to go crazy, even Xuan Ji couldn't help but stand on end.He thought that he had visited "Thunderbolts from the Sky, Frustrations and Ashes" once at close range, and he would be able to watch all kinds of horror movies in ancient and modern China and abroad without any taboos.

But that "person" was still beyond his imagination... because it was really inhuman.

Inside the coffin was clearly a charred "corpse", which had been forcibly broken from the middle, with its head and feet disjointed. Not a single bone of him was complete, and it was all stuck together by scorched rotten flesh.

And that "corpse" can still move!

The bones on his body creaked, and then, with a "puchi", the white bones forcibly pierced through the scorched skin. Those white bones automatically searched for their own positions, and quickly spliced ​​together a skeleton, followed by meridians, Flesh, soon...

Xuan Ji shuddered fiercely. He felt that this scene was very cruel. The skin and flesh grew layer by layer, which seemed to be more painful than being cut down layer by layer by the gloomy sacrificial scriptures—when he was Ling Chi, he remembered that The man stood motionless on the roof of the building, smiling all the time until he disappeared.

But at this time, the "burned corpse" was struggling non-stop, holding the coffin tightly with both hands, and the bronze coffin, which was only an inch away, was squeezed and deformed by him.

Like a silent scream.

Because the vocal cords and tongue haven't grown yet.

Just watching from the side, Xuan Ji already felt that his whole body was burning with pain, and he broke out in a cold sweat unconsciously.

It took more than a quarter of an hour for the flesh and bones of the "burned corpse" to fully grow. Pale human skin sprouted from the bloody body, and then long hair like a waterfall covered the coffin. Hanging down feebly, there was a soft sound.

At this time, the water level of the pool had dropped by nearly two meters, and the entire stone platform was exposed. Looking down from a high place, the stone platform was covered with dense lines. There are actually two layers of lines, one is inscribed Xuanji had never seen the one on the stone, but judging from experience, it was more like an unknown writing than a decoration.The other layer was painted with paint, which he saw familiarly—it was a somber liturgy.

When the water calmed down, Xuan Ji hesitated for a moment, and finally landed on the stone platform cautiously, tiptoeing to avoid the strange writing on the ground, and heard the sound of disordered and rapid breathing.

"Uh...that..." Xuan Ji tentatively asked, "Are you that...that senior?"

The person in the coffin seemed to struggle a bit, unable to answer.

Xuan Ji groped around for a while, and finally found an open space next to the coffin where there was no sacrificial oration, and put aside the goatee with his tongue sticking out. Only then did he belatedly realize that it seemed to be missing a little bit. What.

"Wait," Xuan Ji thought, "Where is my sword?"

Xuan Ji came back to his senses, a series of questions squeezed out of his mind.

What's happening here?

How did he become a living person?Where did it come from?

These are minor details, we can put them aside for now, the most important thing is - the devil "comes out", where is his sword?

His sword was like a part of his body before it was "uppered" by the devil, it could move according to his will, but now he can't sense where the sword is at all!

Xuan Ji stepped to the side of the coffin, but before he found the sword, his eyes were fixed by the person in the coffin.

He had seen Sheng Lingyuan before, and the person in the coffin looked the same as the one he fought hand-to-hand with in Chiyuan Hospital, with the same face and body, but comparing the before and after, he could clearly feel the difference—— Chiyuan Hospital The "Sheng Lingyuan" has no "vitality" in his body, making people feel that he will not be in pain, nor does he look like he has emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy. The kind of fear on the big tree.

But at this time, the person in the coffin was "alive", and Xuan Ji could almost feel his pain.

He fell silently in the coffin, probably trying to prop himself up, his bony shoulder blades seemed to pierce the tight skin, trembling silently with the suppressed breathing.

The moment Xuan Ji saw this person clearly, he was suddenly overwhelmed by some kind of violent emotion, it was an indescribable grief and ecstasy, the two sides intertwined, and the soul trembled accordingly.

It seems that the grudge that lasted for thousands of years has finally come to an end, and it seems that after being trapped in the boundless night for an unknown period of time, a glimmer of light is finally glimpsed.

He had never experienced such joys and sorrows in his life, as if his soul had come out of his body, Xuan Ji was stunned for a long time, and then the unreasonable emotions faded away like a tide.

He pressed his chest involuntarily, feeling that something had just left him.

The person in the coffin was as white as if he hadn’t seen the sun in 1000 years, his hair was black, and a shocking line of blood dried up on his side face, connecting with the corners of his red eyes, like a line of blood and tears.The strong color contrast is eye-catching, and actually constitutes a shocking impact.

as well as……

He has no clothes on.

Wait!

Xuan Ji suddenly came back to his senses, he was staring at a naked man in a daze, the duration was long enough to arrest him twice for "hooliganism"!

"Hey, what... I didn't, I didn't mean it, you didn't say a word when you came out of nowhere..." Xuan Ji quickly looked away, and the scene he saw just now seemed to be still stuck to his retina, he tried hard Blinking his eyes, he flusteredly touched himself, probably wanting to take off a piece of clothing for someone else’s emergency, but found that there was nothing he could do—his coat and sweater were burnt into a backless beggar’s outfit by the wings that came in and out, and I don't have the habit of wearing long johns. If I take off the trousers, I have to become the Haier brothers, which is too self-sacrificing.

Xuan Ji said: "How about... that... I stripped off the goatee clothes for you? Do you mind being a bit flirty?"

Sheng Lingyuan ignored him, and stretched out a hand to rest on the side of the coffin, and he waved feebly.

Those withered vines started to rustle and entwine with each other, weaving a long robe like the "double threaded needle" on Xuan Ji's sweater, and it fell on the man.

However, Sheng Lingyuan seemed to be unable to bear the weight of a piece of clothing, and his whole body was sunk under the pressure of the falling robe. Xuanji subconsciously reached out to help him, but halfway through, she froze on the spot again, not understanding why she had Such an impulse.

At this moment, he heard Sheng Lingyuan muttering something.

Xuan Ji held her breath: "What?"

The man paused every word, as if squeezed out from between his teeth, his trembling voice was full of blood.

"Who...who opened his coffin..."