I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

Wang Xiaobaa had a dream.

In the dream, he returned to the time when he was selected by the system for the first time to travel thousands of years ago.

The system shouted: "While the villain is small, be his little padded jacket!"

Not forcing Wang Xiaobaa to use love to influence the villain's big boss, to be his white moonlight, to be his mole on the heart, so that the villain's morality, intelligence, physique and beauty can develop in an all-round way.

If it fails, kill Wang Xiaobaa, and kill the villain.

Resigned to her fate, Wang Xiaobaa dreamed that she had worked so hard, fed, coughed, and raised Wen Feng with a handful of shit and urine, and grew from a little wolf cub to a handsome young man.

When Wang Xiaobaa was proud, suddenly a gust of wind blew over. He closed his eyes and opened it again to find that Wen Fengjin was still so handsome, but with gray wolf ears on his head, and one of his buttocks hanging down and swinging back and forth. Wolf tail!

And he had two small croissants growing on both sides of his head, like two croissants glued to his head.

Wang Xiaobaa stared at Wen Fengji dumbfounded, a strange feeling came from his buttocks, and a bad premonition followed. He quickly turned his head to look over, and found that his buttocks had a small snow-white tail stuck to it...

The little tail shook: bilingbiling~ what a surprise, hee hee!

Wang Xiaobaa: ...

As soon as he turned his head, the academy and seats behind him turned into big red mushrooms!He is now in the house made of mushrooms watching the rumors outside.

Wang Xiaobaa: ...and died with a smile.

This dream, I give a bad review.

"Little rabbit, little rabbit!"

Wen Feng, who was outside the mushroom, smiled like a flower to Wang Xiaobaa, whose face was so feminine and handsome that it was almost distorted.

The wolf's ears moved back and forth, the wolf's tail swished wildly towards the ground, and he grinned at the wind, revealing two sharp fangs, which were extremely ferocious against his beauty.

Brother, you are going to eat people.

Wang Xiaobaa swallowed, and just as he was trembling, Wen Fengjin suddenly sang a song affectionately.

"Little rabbit, be good, open the door. If you don't open it, I won't open it. Mom hasn't come back~~~"

Wang Xiaobaa: "..."

"Fuck! Devil!"

Wang Xiaobaa, who accidentally fell asleep, woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, and was so frightened that she quickly touched her head and buttocks, and scanned her surroundings.

"Huh~ It's okay, it's okay, the head doesn't have horns, the butt doesn't have a sheep's tail, and the house hasn't turned into a big mushroom..."

Wang Xiaobaa calmed down and wiped the sweat from his head. He was still in the dark cabin, it should be dark outside, and the little purple hair of An Qi's family next to him was woken up, and moved a little in the cloth bag .

Wang Xiaobaa lowered her voice, clutching her chest, recalling that she sang the little rabbit obediently in her dream, her whole body shivered.

"Fortunately it was a dream."

"This dream is too magical..."

Singing the little white rabbit with a soft and cute face like the big devil in the novel?Damn.

Wang Xiaobaa rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, feeling that it was almost time, she patted the dust off her body and stood up from the ground, returned to the corner where she was standing at the beginning, stopped talking and moved, her eyes were empty and she started to hang up.

Thinking about what to do next, although he is temporarily controlled, but because of Wen Fengjin's blood sacrifice, he is not completely unable to control his body now, and then he and Zimao will definitely be taken out to threaten Fengjin and An Kai.

At that time, Yiyan will also take out the puppet to control him...

How about I stand in his back and stab him with a knife?Kill him by surprise?

Wang Xiaobaa touched his inner thigh, where his dagger was tied open.

Enlightenment is a magic weapon, and its lethality is absolutely powerful. Even if the opponent is copper-skinned and iron-boned, it is like cutting tofu. But with a word of vigilance and a force value similar to that of anti-humanity, can I, a weakling, do it?

Seeing him smiling and smiling as if he was defenseless, it is estimated that he will be discovered as soon as he takes out his weapon, and there is also a white jade...

Thinking of Baiyu, Wang Xiaobaa remembered the scene he saw that day. Baiyu didn't seem to mean to say anything, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Should he just pretend to be confused and just say a word?

Wang Xiaobaa's mind was crazy thinking about some messy things.

In a word, he couldn't beat it.

Bai Yu couldn't believe it now.

With a little purple hair without legs...

God!O earth!You pity the poor child!Wang Xiaobaa's head hurts from worry.

But when he thought that his family's little Wenzi could guess every word and move, and even imagined several possibilities and solutions, Wang Xiaobaa felt at ease again.

Sure enough, this was a duel between the boss and the boss, and a little trash like him could never be guessed.

From a personal point of view, Wang Xiaobaa absolutely believes that his little Wenzi is stronger, but what is the cause of this uneasiness...

Wang Xiaobaa pressed on her chest with her stiff hands, and the restlessness and premonition she felt in the tomb surged up again, stuffing her chest tightly, making her uncomfortable.

Sitting like this until daytime, the wooden house suddenly heard the sound of something being dragged one after another, accompanied by the loud sound of clanking metal hitting a wooden stick or something.

At that moment, it was as if dozens of non-speaking, dull-working people came outside them.

Wang Xiaobaa frowned.

"Could it be a villager?"

In other words, he didn't see any villagers when he came here.

The sound outside is still increasing, and it is very close to the wooden house. The doors and windows of the wooden house are all old windows with white paper, and the house is very dark after being closed tightly.

The dim room affected the vision and enlarged the hearing. The sound of dragging became clearer and clearer in the ears, as if it was dragging across the gravel-covered ground on the eardrum.

The hairs stood up one by one.

The black pupils narrowed slowly, Wang Xiaobaa pursed her lips and looked at the big cloth bag aside, Zimao was probably injured a little bit, and had been resting since that exchange.

The sound was too close, he didn't hear anyone talking, only dragging.

Rubbing her arms, Wang Xiaobaa moved her body with great effort, and staggered towards the wooden door step by step. As he approached, the voice became clearer...

What could it be…………

Wang Xiaobaa took a deep breath and stopped lightly in front of the wooden door. His face slowly approached the wooden door. There was a corner of the newly pasted door and window paper that was not stuck. up.

At first glance, what he saw was a brighter light than the room, and the black pupils quickly contracted and then expanded. After adapting to the brightness, there was a staggering person on the right side of his field of vision, with his head shaking heavily, wandering in front of his door .

The man was wearing an ordinary navy blue striped T-shirt and trousers that cost more than 20 yuan a pair on the market. There was a frayed belt stuck around his waist. His body was tilted to the right, as if he was dragging something heavy. .

The sound of metal and gravel rubbing against each other made one's molars ache.

An eye was exposed from the hole next to the dust-stained white paper, looking carefully.

He approached, his black eyes blinked, and he saw something in his hand——

It was a large copper-gold knife, three to four centimeters thick, and as wide as a saber, and it probably reached a person's waist when erected.

No wonder it has to be dragged away, how heavy is such a big knife!

Moreover, Wang Xiaobaa looked into the distance, and there were such silent villagers wandering around beside the wooden buildings, men and women walking around with their heads bowed and gloomy, walking around where they lived. Go around and around.

Wang Xiaobaa looked at their weapons and murmured softly: "Don't you say that golden utensils are the most difficult to refine? How did you come here and say that it's wholesale like an assembly line?"

He thought his voice was low enough, but the villager who was wandering outside his door suddenly stopped in his tracks after finishing speaking!

What kind of ears are these!

Just as Wang Xiaobaa was about to leave the door, the next second he saw the man raise his head in his direction...

"!!!"

After Wang Xiaobaa saw his face clearly, her mind went blank, and her lips trembled a few times.

no face...

This man's face was as flat as a board!There is no mouth, no nose, no eyebrows on the whole face, only one huge blood-red eye almost occupies the whole face! ! !

Now this blood-red eyeball is rolling around and looking at Wang Xiaobaa!

"hiss--"

Wang Xiaobaa gasped, her hands and feet were cold, she took two stiff steps back and almost screamed.

monster!

He turned his head and ran back, rushed to the side of the little purple hair, grabbed it and dragged it towards the corner, squatting in the corner with shortness of breath and pale face, staring closely at the direction of the door.

A human figure was reflected at the door, and Wang Xiaobaa was so nervous that even the slow beating heart of this body was about to jump into her throat, and the monster didn't move.

The door was locked from the outside, and Wang Xiaobaa did not hear the sound of the lock being unlocked.

The monster outside stood there motionless.

Wang Xiaobaa didn't dare to blink, she stared at the door, and tightly clenched Xiao Zimao's cloth bag.

Time seemed to slow down. I don't know how many minutes passed, or only a few minutes later, the shadow on the door finally disappeared.

he's gone……

Wang Xiaobaa slumped on the ground with cold hands and feet, and wiped the sweat off her head when she was relieved.

The empty face and the huge blood-red eyes kept replaying in his mind.

Wang Xiaobaa pursed her lips, and couldn't help but swear: "Fuck! You pervert!"

What kind of demonic aesthetics is it to make such a puppet? !

No wonder I didn't see the villagers. This village was temporarily built by these horrible dolls. How can this f*cking village be full of monsters holding dragon-slaying swords? !

Wang Xiaobaa counted with her fingers, Wen Fengjin (old), him (weak), Xiao Zimao (disabled), An Kai... was picked on by Yiyan with so many equipment and tomb robbers, and brought her own The buff of 'Lucky E of the Ancient Spearman' is already a 'disease'.

...Okay, counting the four of them old, weak, sick and disabled, how do you kill the monster with the dragon-slaying sword in this village and the word that the force value is out of the table?

Do you rely on charging money? !

Wang Xiaobaa: Hello, customer service?Give me a V8 aristocrat, the kind with a halo that can shake people.

This Nima has no halo, what can I do? !

Wang Xiaobaa stared at the door with a worried face, the sultry air penetrated in, the cicadas chirped anxiously, and the air smelled like the rain was coming.

"The end of the wind..."

Originally there was a [-]% chance of winning, but now they estimate that they will cut this [-]% chance in half!

Wang Xiaobaa closed her eyes.

Thick black eyelashes quivered.

Mouth is bitter.

[The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

All the news: The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, why am I old, huh?

Wang Xiaobaa: You are over 1000 years old, aren’t you old?

Wen Fengjin: Baa, you also have a thousand...

"Snapped!"

Wen Daxie covered his legs: ...

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