Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

In the dark woods, dense fog filled the air, as if covered by taut ice, eerie.

A funeral procession in white mourning clothes walked slowly along the winding path, breaking the silence with heavy steps, each step seemed to be stepping on a resentful soul, sending out bursts of mournful echoes.

The wind is blowing, the branches and leaves are rustling, and the shadows are vaguely floating, like evil spirits.

Suddenly, something happened!

The crucified coffin board was lifted by a force and flew tens of meters away, and immediately a red shadow passed by, the speed was so fast that it seemed to be an illusion.

Everyone in the team looked at the coffin together, only to see a pale hand climbing the edge of the coffin, and then one person sat up.

Facing dozens of pairs of empty and gloomy eyes, Cheng Yan waved his hands unhurriedly, with a warm smile on his lips.

Cheng Yan got up slowly, stepped off the coffin, and looked at the man ten meters away.

"It hasn't reached its destination yet."

'Still shy, obviously you enjoy it too. '

Ling Jiuxuan's face darkened, and his gaze towards Cheng Yan was at first somewhat inhumanly sharp, but when he caught a glimpse of his bitten lip, the sharpness softened immediately, and he dared not look any more.

Without waiting for the two to say more, the mourning team headed by Smiley attacked in groups, and Cheng Yan, who was in the center, was the first to bear the brunt.

Before the mourners could get close, they were pushed back several meters by a sword energy.

Cheng Yan grabbed the smiling face's neck and said with a kind smile, "Child, where is the ghostly eye?"

The smiling face still had a big grin, as if he would die if he didn't smile.

He turned his head, fell down by himself, and rolled several times on the ground. Suddenly, he was stepped on by a foot and couldn't move.

Ling Jiuxuan looked at the head under his feet with disgust, "If you don't say it, you will never say it. Your mouth and your face should be easily sewn together."

He said the cruelest words in the calmest tone, and the eyeballs of the smiling face suddenly fell out of their sockets in fright.

Ling Jiuxuan crushed him and kicked his head to Cheng Yan, "Is it your method or mine?"

Cheng Yan supported the head with wind elements, black blood flowed from the hollow eye sockets, and the smile on his face was still wide, but it was a little more stiff.

Cheng Yan imitated his previous movements, tilted his head, and swipe his fingertips in the void. The wind element suddenly squeezed his face hard, and the sinister smile continued to shrink under the squeeze.

Just when the smiling face was completely unable to maintain a smile, his body plopped down on his knees, begging for mercy.

Cheng Yan quickly removed the applied wind element, folded his arms and waited for him to speak.

"My lord, I really don't know what ghosts are obsessed with the sun. I beg you to show me your hand and let me go. From now on, you will be the only one with a smile on my face!"

The smiling head was talking on one side, while his body kowtowed on the other side.

"Tsk, you have no sincerity in kowtowing." Cheng Yan shook his head, "You really don't know?"

"The little one really doesn't know, what the little one said is true!" The smiling face quickly moved back to his neck and kowtowed vigorously.

Looking at his spineless appearance, it was really difficult for Cheng Yan to connect him with the previous contempt.

"Then tell me what you know, such as what this place is and where you will take the people who come in." At the end, Cheng Yan glanced at Ling Jiuxuan, "That person over there won't talk nonsense with you, you'd better It’s better to say it exactly, or—”

Cheng Yan smiled brightly, "One life is not enough for you."

Xu Shi was infected by Ling Jiuxuan, Cheng Yan said this without thinking at all, and just opened his mouth.

The smiling face nodded fiercely, and explained quickly.

What they entered was indeed Coffin Village, and everyone who entered the secret realm would be randomly transported to a different realm.

The meaning of the existence of each boundary is to kill the intruders one by one.

The behavioral logic followed by Coffin Village is to force people into coffins—buried alive.

The methods of burial include earth burial, submersion, cremation, etc. What they are going to do for Cheng and Yan is submersion.

Walking out of this forest is a river of blood. The river of blood will swallow everything, and once it falls into it, there is no possibility of survival.

As for the ghostly eyes, he really didn't know that there would be no medicinal herbs in Coffin Village.

"You don't know Ghost Miri Eye, so how do you know it's a medicinal herb?" Cheng Yan shook his head and lamented how quickly he revealed his secrets.

"Ghost Miri Eyes are not medicine...!" The stiff smiling face became even stiffer, as if frozen, it would not collapse, but it was also completely false.

Ling Jiuxuan came over and looked down at the smiling face, "What are you doing talking so much nonsense with him? If he doesn't say anything, just burn it."

Cheng Yan nodded in agreement, and then heard Ling Jiuxuan continue to say: "Before burning, cut off his mouth and sew it on his forehead, and laugh enough."

Cheng Yan's heart shuddered, this sentence was almost the same as when he took off his face and let himself eat it.

Ling Jiuxuan looked at Cheng Yan who took half a step back, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his eyes glowed coldly: "Are you scared?"

"Didn't I make room for you, you can start now." Cheng Yan smiled and took another two steps back.

'It's over, I kissed him, even though he bit back, but this kid is still thinking about how to punish me, right? '

'There is a knife on the head of the word color! '

Listening to his heartfelt voice, Ling Jiuxuan suddenly laughed angrily.

A warm smile fell into Cheng Yan's eyes, as if he had confirmed the thoughts in his heart, he closed his eyes resignedly.

'Forget it, my person, my favorite. '

After such a delay, the smiling face thought that the two brothers had thought of some way to torture themselves, and quickly raised their hands: "I, I, I can tell you the approximate location of Ghost Miri's Eye, but I have never been there, and I can't guarantee that it is really there. There!"

"It's a waste of words." Ling Jiuxuan obviously didn't listen to his thoughts of continuing, a cluster of flames shot out from his hand and was about to fall on his lips.

The smiling face hastily shouted: "Linggu Realm!"

Feeling the scorching flames on his face, the smile on his smiling face could hardly hold back, "Ghost Miri Eye is in Linggu Realm, and you can go there from the teleportation array on the border of Blood River. Really, I didn't lie to you!"

Unfortunately, he was facing Ling Jiuxuan.

Since he told the location, Ling Jiuxuan decided not to cut his mouth, and set fire to the funeral procession, so that he could die happily.

After solving everything, Ling Jiuxuan turned around in the flames, and the flickering fireworks hit his face, making the already three-dimensional facial features more profound, but there was a sense of strangeness.

He looked at Cheng Yan with heavy eyes, and the latter had a bad heart, so he heard him say, "Are you afraid of me?"

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, he thought that Ling Jiuxuan would say all kinds of things, but he didn't expect him to feel that he was afraid of him.

Did he forget that he could still face him calmly after being imprisoned? He pulled him back from the brink of death with the power of the number one fire in the world of cultivating immortals, gave him Xinghong flowers, slept in the same coffin with him, and kissed him ...

'Why would I be afraid...'

'You are my love, how can I be afraid? '

Listening to his inner voice, Ling Jiuxuan clenched his fists unconsciously, not knowing whether it was because of his own impulsiveness or because of the turmoil in the other party's heart, but his face remained calm.

He was always like this, always hiding what was on his mind, and he could only ask what he wanted to know.

Sometimes he even doubted whether the Cheng Yan in his heart was really him.

"Do you think I'm a coward?"

The voice in his heart disappeared, followed by Cheng Yan's rhetorical question.

Without his answer, Cheng Yan continued: "I'm afraid that my behavior will make you unhappy.

If we had nothing to do with each other, of course I wouldn't be afraid.

But my heart is not pure for you.

I want to possess you, want you to be completely mine, not just now, but every moment. "

Cheng Yan approached him with deep eyes: "So, do you think I should be afraid?"

Ling Jiuxuan's tightly clenched fists loosened unconsciously. Seeing the undisguised possessiveness in Cheng Yan's eyes, he smiled slowly.

"Let's see, do I belong to you, or to myself."