I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

"...You seem very afraid of what I will say, haha, let me guess what's going on." In the impenetrable killing intent and sword intent, the man dodged the attack that wanted to cut off his own head , the evil said in a voice that everyone could hear: "Because he lost his memory? Haha, I am very familiar with the power of elixir. You are raising him with blood and the medicine sacrifices of the year, and at the same time you are manipulating him." Otherwise, how could the person who hated you to the bone show such a submissive expression to you?"

What manipulation?Why hate it to the bone?Aren't we brothers and sisters who helped us grow up?

Wang Xiaobaa looked at Wen Fengji in astonishment.

As for Wen Feng's indifferent attack, Wen Yan didn't even show a superfluous expression.

Seeing him like this, the man endured the severe pain from all over his body, and the soft sword in his hand danced more and more intensively, wrapping around the body of Liao Yuejian's sword. finger!

"Hahaha! You are such a poor ghost! It's a pity that I stole the medicine that should have belonged to your favorite brother! You want to come back, okay! Kill me and take my heart out and you will die." I can get the other half of the medicine!"

"But... if I kill you, I can also change from this inhuman and ghost appearance back to the previous appearance."

"You need my heart to revive your brother completely, and I need the rest of your heart to make me a normal person again."

The two fighting each other separated again.

Because both of them have the ability to heal quickly, it can only be seen from the damage of the clothes that they have hurt each other. The man's clothes are tattered and full of wounds. The skin was exposed, as well as the waist and shoulders.

"The wind is gone!" Wang Xiaobaa worriedly took out her dagger and enlightened her.

"Don't worry." Wen Fengjin squinted his eyes to comfort him, then turned to look at the man with a stiff face, and said, "You can't beat this deity, Yan Chun, you are here to die!"

"Haha, you think too much. I heard that you deceived me back then and handed over the elixir to others. How much suffering have I suffered in the past 1000 years before I found a way to endure the powerful power of the elixir and survive? In the end, what kind of inhuman person did I become? Not a ghostly monster?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you finally remembered my name." Yan Chun touched his inhuman face and sneered: "You are so indifferent to your former 'husband and wife', oh~ you didn't tell your senior brother that we What's the matter?"

"..."

Wang Xiaobaa's eyes widened: "What couple?! What?"

He looked at the middle-aged man named Yan Chun, that square face, that expression stiff like a corpse, that wrinkle covered with years, that sexy moustache...

"Senior brother, listen to my explanation, I..." Wen Feng hurriedly turned around to explain.

But Wang Xiaobaa did not have the jealousy and resentment he imagined, and he was not even disappointed with him, but said in a tone of indescribable super disgust:

"Wow~ your taste is so strong..."

Even the master-student duo watching the fun showed the same expression.

"Huh~"

"Yuck~"

Hearing all the wind: "..."

Wen Fengjin was silent for a while, then raised his head and rushed towards Yan Chun with a huge murderous intent burning in his eyes, and shouted in a tone that could be called embarrassment turned into anger.

"I killed you!"

After all, the two fought together again.

This time, Wen Feng's sword was stronger, and the man would soon be overwhelmed.

Just when the two were fighting hard, sister Lei also secretly communicated with Ronaldinho.

details as follows:

"Wow! Liao Yuejian——Liao Yuejian——! Fuck! Enlightened! Enlightened! The artifact is enlightened———!"

"Master, calm down! Don't just look at the sword, look at the cultivation level of that big rice dumpling, don't look, run!"

"No! If you want to go, go by yourself, I will touch the enlightened little face~~~ Tsk tsk tsk, wow I want to touch it!"

"...Master, our lives are almost gone, while they are now fighting us to the death..."

"That's right! Let's go around to the back while they are fighting to the death. The rice dumpling inside the coffin has a clean air on it. I don't think he is as perverted as those two! Let's touch it!"

"My mother's death also died on Kaiming's body!"

"..."

If you want to say that people look easy to bully, you can just say so.

Xiao Luo stared at the sky speechlessly: Oh, my master is really hopeless when he encounters a magic weapon.

On the other hand, everything seems to have settled down.

Yan Chun fell to the ground with the Liao Yue sword stuck in his chest, a little red came out of his mouth, and the soft sword in his hand was cut off, but he looked at it with a terrifying look as if he couldn't feel the pain and death approaching. Wen Fengjin stared at him indifferently with downcast eyes.

He stretched out his hand to touch something, but because he was nailed to the ground and the man above his head showed no mercy, the hand dropped again.

"Heh, heh heh."

"It's all gone. When I was young, I was ordered to search for elixir, but you lied to me because of your senior brother and gave me the right to live in your mansion... There are too many people who admire you and are crazy about you. I thought I had become a special person. The one who thinks that defying the will and falling to your side is the best way, I thought I succeeded."

"But you changed hands and gave the elixir you got from me to your senior brother... He was injured after you and couldn't survive. I knew the truth and hated him to death. But after that day, he still died..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He vomited blood and coughed violently. The heart is the biggest lifeblood of the group of people who took the elixir. He was injured to the death point and his strength was long gone.

Hearing the wind, he bowed his head.

"What beautiful eyes, looking at the eyes like ants from above." Yan Chun laughed: "But I don't want to be an ant, I want to be someone who can stand by your side like your senior brother."

"...When he died, I was very happy when I learned that he gave you the elixir. He must have wanted to punish you. After all, you not only imprisoned him but also killed all the people he cared about the most."

"When I saw you lose your mind and self-mutilate, my heart ached and I felt happy!"

"You have also tasted the pain of not being able to love! You are humbler than me in front of him!"

He laughed wantonly, and Wen Fengjin had squatted down, pulled the hilt of his sword and thrown away his chest, Hu Chun made a breathless voice, but he still spoke of 1000 years of obsession and love with his changed voice. Crazy...

"... Later you found a way to preserve the corpse and the old man, and you still haven't changed. Your eyes, your heart, and all your emotions are devoted to resurrecting your senior brother every day."

"But I heard it... Hahaha! I heard it! That old man's words"

[The old man said that a corpse without a soul can't be trained to become a dead body and a dead body, and it will rot if it becomes a walking dead. , once he leaves... Even if the Divine Tree really summons his soul back and fixes it in the corpse, if he is lucky, he can wake up but cannot move. 】

[How to make the corpse 'live'? 】

[Need blind medicine. 】

【you say. 】

【Yes……】

"It's your heart!" Hu Chun grasped Wen Fengjin's wrist that was about to pull out his heart with his last strength, and he was about to burst into tears, "It turned out to be half of your heart that was about to take the elixir! You also Dare to believe it! You dare to give it!"

"What's so good about him?! Why can you do this for him! Why!"

"Hahaha, but what if you gave it to me? Didn't I steal half of the medicine? After taking those medicines, I became a half-dead person, a monster with neither human nor ghost! I was buried in the soil as a corpse. , I will swear when I lose the face I once had, I want you and your senior brother to die!"

"If you don't want to love me, then I won't let others get it!"

"How can you say that I will fulfill you so easily? I have been looking for you for so many years just to see you - you have heard the news and lost your love again!"

Wen Fengjin frowned, and just as he was about to shake off Hu Chun's hand and was about to take his whole heart, Hu Chun suddenly shouted somewhere: "What are you waiting for! Kill them! Kill them! "

Two loud voices came through the air!

Wen Fengjin's eyes widened and he turned his head abruptly, and shouted behind Hu Chun's triumphant grin: "Senior brother——"

1 minutes ago.

Wang Xiaobaa held Kaiming's hand and echoed Yan Chun's words in his mind, and the story he revealed was completely different from what Wenfeng said.

My head... hurts so much.

Wang Xiaobaa covered her head and shook it. It didn't matter. He suddenly found two sneaky people behind him.

This time, the three of them were right on each other!

"What are you doing!" Wang Xiaogou clenched Kaiming and pointed at the group of tomb robbers tremblingly, wanting to shout loudly: "Old Gong, someone stole the house!"

But Wen Fengjin was obviously incapable of dealing with Yan Chun, Wang Xiaogou immediately mustered up his ambition to gesticulate with a dagger, and tried to imitate the expression and tone of the little hooligan in the movie to scare them.

"Don't come here! Otherwise, I will be rude to you!"

With a handsome and fair face, coupled with a milky air that cannot be concealed by a cumbersome ancient costume.

Ronaldinho: "..." Not only is he not afraid, but he also wants to laugh.

And sister Lei was even more extreme, her eyes were fixed on the dangling dagger, almost drooling.

"Hey hey~ baby~~ give me a quick touch~~~" She rushed over with a big knife while talking!

Wang Xiaobaa: "..."

... Xiao Wenzi!There are hooligans!Butterfly -!

And just at this time, two gunshots sounded from behind, and the sound of the explosion was amplified countless times in this circular space like thunder.

At the same time, Wen Fengjin behind him suddenly let out a desperate cry!

"Brother-"

That wailing sounded like weeping blood. Before that, Wang Xiaobaa had never thought of being indifferent and arrogant. Even with a smile, Wen Feng felt like looking down on her, making such a trembling and hopeless voice as much as she could...

Wang Xiaobaa turned around in a daze.

Someone snuffed out the time, so the voices faded, the bullets in the air, the exhausted expressions.

The face of Sister Lei who was closest to him changed slightly, she rushed up quickly and raised a long knife to cut Wang Xiaobaa's forehead.

"boom!"

"puff!"

A bullet that could shatter his head was embedded in the knife that Sister Lei held on his forehead, and a bullet pierced through his chest, leaving an irregular hole in it.

The huge impact made him stagger backward twice and was supported by the people behind him.

The cut-off time was put back again, and the red blood seemed to react suddenly, gushing out crowded and noisy along the opening of his chest, followed by the pain impatiently.

He fell into the arms of the people behind him. Someone shouted something, but he couldn't hear clearly, and his ears kept ringing.

The moment Wang Xiaobaa closed his eyes, he seemed to be pulled into his arms crazily by someone, screaming heart-piercingly.

"no no----!"

"Don't—brother——!"

[The author has something to say: the second update.

It may continue tomorrow, catching bugs later.

Refill, not abuse, turning point.

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