Shocked! After planting, a sickly and charming first assistant will grow up.

Luo Jiufeng's silence made Yin Yao anxious, "Brother, what kind of coffin can't you build while you're still alive?"

"You don't know, your daughter is such a bastard. She almost offended all five tribes."

"If you die, they will have no scruples and will definitely attack Luo Xi with all their strength."

"Brother, walk slowly on the road to hell. A family of three may not be reunited in life, but they can be reunited in death."

Yinyao knew that Luo Jiufeng really didn't want to live anymore, because he was not even qualified to commit suicide because his fate in this world was not over.

The eldest brother is too exhausted from life. He knows all this. Isn't this accident an opportunity for Luo Jiufeng to be freed?

Luo Jiufeng knew that his younger brother was using provocation, but as soon as he thought of the happy faces of the five tribes after his death, and the image of the five tribes working together to encircle and suppress his daughter...

Luo Jiufeng's slightly closed eyelids suddenly opened, and he got up with difficulty. Looking at his wife who seemed to be sleeping in the coffin, his whole body was trembling.

He knew that An Ran's body would soon decay as soon as it left this coffin, and there was no time to build a second one...

Really, do we really have to cut off this last thought?

Outside the secret realm, seeing that the eighth wave of thunder was about to fall, Yin Yao's roar became more and more shrill.

Luo Jiufeng smiled. There was no warmth in that smile, only despair!

He sighed softly, "That's it!"

With those badly damaged hands, he opened the coffin for the first time in fifteen years. The moment he touched his lover's skin, his pupils shrank suddenly and his body trembled violently...

God knows what kind of mood he was in. Finally, he took out Zhan Anran's body and placed it in a bush of flowers.

The smile was crazy and ferocious, "If I, Luo Jiufeng, don't die, all of you will be buried with me!"

"Boom!"

Yinyao fell to the ground, his whole body soaked with rain mixed with sweat. Looking at the thunder falling from the sky one after another, his smile was uglier than crying.

After losing his memory, he only had his sister in the world. He was sadder than anyone else when he disturbed the deceased's rest.

But as I just said, the dead make way for the living!

"Brother! We must succeed!"

But can things really go as expected?

The crystal coffin withstood the eighth wave of thunder disaster for Luo Jiufeng.

The three nine thunder tribulations fall each time, lasting nine times, and each round of the tribulation is stronger than the previous round.

The third thunder struck down, and the coffin seemed to have completed its final mission, and it completely fell into pieces with a "boom".

Luo Jiufeng stared blankly at the sawdust flying under his feet, his expression in a daze...

I remember that after An Ran died, he was trapped in a secret realm, with no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Just before he almost blew himself up and ended everything, Jiang Minxu, the magician, came to find him.

Tell him to keep An Ran's body, and when he is promoted to king level, he will have a chance to resurrect his dead wife.

There is no way to resurrect a dead person in the world. Luo Jiufeng knew that the bastard was probably deceiving and wanted to stabilize him.

Even though he knew it in his heart, he still couldn't help but hold on to the last trace of fantasy.

We grew up together with Jiang Minyue. Although he has many secrets, he never lies. If he doesn't want to tell, he will gossip with you.

But as long as what comes out of his mouth, there is basically no lies.

Luo Jiufeng relied on this slim hope to persist until now. To destroy it with his own hands now would be no less than experiencing the pain of losing his wife all over again.

He looked up to the sky and screamed, "Ah! Ahhh!"

Expressing the pain in his heart, Luo Jiufeng slowly raised his head and said in a solemn voice, "A Yao, I have done what I can do!"

"I, Luo Jiufeng, am worthy of heaven and earth in my life, and the only one I can't let go of is our daughter."

"Promise me, if eldest brother doesn't make it through, you'll have the chance to bury me and An Ran together. If you don't have the chance, forget it."

"But what you have to do is to take care of Hao Xi'er and make plans to prevent her from making mistakes irrationally."

"No! No! The only people in the world who can have no reservations about someone are parents! I can't do it, I can't do it!"

Yin Yao shook his head like crazy.

"Okay!" Luo Jiufeng said with a smile, "I will give my last breath, Ayao, stay back!"

"Rumble--"

The next moment, thunder and lightning as thick as a bowl fell from the sky, and a look of death appeared on Yin Yao's face.

With this kind of intensity, let alone Luo Jiufeng, who is only at level nine, a true king-level warrior might not be able to escape unscathed.

He looked up at the dark clouds that were gradually dispersing in the sky. The thunderstorm was not over yet, and the dark clouds dissipated. He understood what it meant.

"Do not!!!!"

As soon as his voice fell, a thunder as thick as the mouth of a bowl struck from the sky without any warning.

Yinyao could no longer feel his elder brother's aura and could only rely on thunder to determine whether a person was still alive.

He knelt on the broken island, hoping that the lightning disaster would end as soon as possible, but also hoping that it would continue to fall. His entire mind was empty.

There was only a buzzing in my ears.

Suddenly... the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the world seemed to be still, as if only the heavy dark clouds pressing above the two brothers' heads remained.

Luo Yinyao's auspicious eyes widened, Oh my God! What did he see?

Golden thunder? ? ?

A streak of red-gold thunder and lightning above his head sometimes condensed and sometimes dissipated, and Yin Yao felt that he was about to dissipate as well.

He stared at the sea with deep eyes, and slowly took out a palm-sized puppet from his arms.

His fingertips traced the puppet's little head, which was a relic of his mother and a treasure passed down by the Nalan family's ancestors.

The grandfather who loved his daughter gave it to her as a dowry.

The puppet can redirect attacks taken by a person onto itself.

In other words, he can bear the last thunder disaster for his brother.

This involves ancient witchcraft.

There was only one chance, and he didn't take it out because he wasn't sure if he could hold on to the end if he had used it.

Now, there is only the last one left in the Three Nine Thunder Tribulations, he can rest assured!

Unexpectedly, I thought of Gu Yue. They broke through the secular prejudices and won the consent of their parents, but they still fell in the last step!

Yinyao whispered softly, "I'm sorry!"

Seeing that the golden thunder was about to fall, Yin Yao was about to cut his fingertips without hesitation...

The eldest brother's life is too miserable. If the brother has a fight, he will fulfill his brother's wish to see his daughter!

"Holy shit, shit, shit!" From a distant place, Luo Xi's ghost cry and wolf howl suddenly came from a distant place, "Jin Lei, Jin Lei, my mother!"

"Are there red, orange, yellow, and green colors at the back?"

"Draw a dragon in the sky and a rainbow on the ground?"

"Xi'er!" Yin Yao smiled, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and instead of stopping, his movements accelerated.

"Don't do anything stupid! I have a way." Luo Xi's voice was far away one second, and was close to her ears the next.

No matter how fast Yin Yao was, she couldn't move faster than Luo Xi, who was teleporting. She tried to distract Yin Yao with her voice but failed. She tried her best to suck...

The footsteps are about to arrive near the ark, and the drop of blood is about to fall on the puppet...

The look of death on her uncle's face told Luo Xi that it was not a good thing, and it was too late to teleport again.

At the critical moment, Luo Xi shouted, "Space exchange!"

The next moment, the puppet in Yin Yao's hand disappeared and was replaced by a carrot that had been chewed out. He stared at it with a numb expression!

"Finally caught up~ Phew!" Luo Xi didn't even try so hard to escape back then!