Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

Ye Jiuqiu's body felt a little hot.

It's not because of Ye Jiuyou's kiss... well, there are some factors in it.But more importantly, he clearly saw the appreciation and recognition in Ye Jiuyou's eyes, which made him more excited than the coldness on his lips.

He looked at the curvature of Ye Jiuyou's lips, and his mouth felt dry.The turbulent emotions and emotions were suppressed and conflicted inside the body, eagerly looking for a breakthrough to make him want to do something, to find an outlet for the joy and excitement in his chest.

Then he rushed towards Ye Jiuyou, and pushed the person sitting up in the coffin back, lying on the other's hard body, holding the other's long cold hair in his hand, and lying on the other's chest docilely , and laughed out of silly joy.

This is called taking an inch.Ye Jiuyou hooked the corners of her lips, glanced down at the head on her chest, and then cast her eyes leisurely at the vast sky.Today, however, you can indulge a little bit.

When they climbed out of the black coffin, the sun had shifted from the center to the horizon.

Ye Jiuqiu watched Ye Jiuyou pick up the black coffin again, and couldn't help laughing: "Jiuyou, you can finally get rid of the coffin of the third generation." He always remembered what Ye Jiuyou said, as long as he reached the Nascent Soul Stage, Jiuyou could No longer rely on black coffin.After staying outside for a period of time, he must return to the black coffin to recuperate.

Every time Jiuyou had to enter the coffin of the third generation, he felt uncomfortable.Now that this restriction has been broken, he is probably happier than himself.One thing that has been on my mind for a long time can finally be let go.

Ye Jiuyou was stunned: "Get rid of the coffin of the third generation?" He glanced at Ye Jiuqiu, as if wondering at his nonsense, "How to get rid of it?" He is a corpse puppet, and there is no coffin for a corpse puppet, how can he "live"?

Ye Jiuqiu was also stunned: "Didn't you say that, Jiuyou? As long as I reach the Nascent Soul Stage..."

Ye Jiuyou remembered, so she interrupted Ye Jiuqiu and said lightly, "I lied to you."

"what?"

"I don't say that, how can you concentrate on cultivation? If you don't build the foundation quickly, the ancestor Shisha won't do it. If he doesn't do it, how can I kill him?"

"Then Nascent Soul Stage can get rid of the shackles of the coffin of the third generation..." Ye Jiuqiu looked at him blankly.

"Fake." Ye Jiuyou said bluntly, "I just set a goal for you, so that you can practice quickly."

He raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes were as cold as water: "My purpose is the same as that of the ancestor Shisha. I want you to build a foundation as soon as possible. They are all equally uneasy."

"You guys are different!" Ye Jiuqiu came back from the daze all of a sudden, reacted violently, and retorted subconsciously, "He is trying to harm me, but you are helping me!" How could Jiuyou separate himself from Shisha? Patriarch and mentioned?

He slowed down his excitement, collected himself, and calmed down a little before asking: "It's not the Nascent Soul stage, so what state should it be?"

"The fit period." Ye Jiuyou had a faint smile in his eyes.

Ye Jiuqiu glared at him: "Don't lie to me."

Ye Jiuyou laughed lowly, as if compromising: "As long as I'm still a puppet, I can't leave the coffin of the third generation. Can you believe me?"

Ye Jiuqiu believed it.That is to say, before Jiuyou regained his flesh and blood, he couldn't get rid of the coffin of the third generation, right?

He pursed his lips, and it was true that he was disappointed in his heart, and even felt a little bit wronged.Ye Jiuyou would not know how he was obsessed with the realm of Nascent Soul Stage, but this was just Jiuyou's casual remarks.

But what is more in his heart is the same desire and urgency as when he looked up at the realm of Yuanying, wanting to help Jiuyou get rid of the black coffin, and wanting to help Jiuyou regain his flesh and blood.

It's just that the goal has been raised a few levels.

It's just a matter of trying harder.

"One day!" His black and white eyes fixedly fixed on Ye Jiuyou, "I will do it!"

Ye Jiuyou squinted slightly, met his gaze, and nodded slightly after a while: "I'll wait." The smile in his eyes dyed the end of his eyes, touching and touching.

three months later.Great Yan Kingdom.

Ye Jiuqiu huddled under the fence of the Ye Mansion, staring at Ye Jiuyou dawdly, sticky, with an expression that if you don't agree, I will... well, I can't see anything.

Ye Jiuyou had a cold face and didn't want to talk to him, but she couldn't hold back the hesitation and wavering somewhere in her heart.

A quarter of an hour ago, Ye Jiuqiu told him treacherously, "Jiuyou, why don't you pretend to be me this time, and I'll pretend to be you, how about going home together?"

Ridiculous.He wanted to ridicule Ye Jiuqiu's naive thoughts, but he couldn't utter a single word of sarcasm.

Thinking of the scene in Ye Jiuqiu's proposal, he almost lost his mind at that moment.

"Jiuyou, you are not someone else, so you won't reveal your secrets." Ye Jiuqiu urged.

Ye Jiuyou was slightly lost in thought, but still didn't speak.

Ye Jiuqiu saw him like this, the smile on his lips gradually faded, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes, and he sighed softly: "Jiuyou, father and mother are already old." Said cruelly, if Ye Jiuyou figured it out and said Maybe I don't want Cheng Huan to have a chance.

Ye Jiuyou's eyes moved slightly, her crow-feather eyelashes trembled, and then lowered to cover her eyes.

He didn't refuse outright because he was very reluctant to part with Ye Jiuqiu's proposal.He didn't respond immediately because he was still timid.

I want to call my parents personally, I want to play a game of chess with my father as Ye Jiuqiu, and I want to accompany my mother to visit the garden and enjoy the flowers and talk about mother and child.But he was afraid that when he stood in front of his parents, he would see their wary and suspicious eyes, and hear their doubtful and questioning words——

"who are you?"

"You are not Xiaoqiu."

It's fine to be denied by anyone, but he doesn't want to hear such words from his parents.

He couldn't face the possibility of such a scenario.Even fear.

Ye Jiuqiu said he wouldn't reveal his secrets, did he really?Ye Jiuyou raised her eyes, quietly looked at the clean and beautiful man in front of her, pulled the corners of her lips, and said calmly, "I don't think I have any similarities with you." The difference between them was already too great.

He turned to leave, unwilling to let Ye Jiuqiu disturb his mind again.Perhaps it was a mistake to listen to Ye Jiuqiu just now, which made him feel terrible.

"Why are there no similarities?" Ye Jiuqiu growled in a low voice behind him, "Do you dare to say that you are not their son?"

"What's wrong with a son going to see his parents?"

"You are not a fake, what are you afraid of being exposed!"

"Miss this time, next time you want to take my chance, I won't do it!" Ye Jiuqiu said more and more bitterness in his heart, his voice choked up, "I only spend so much time with my parents now, I don’t want too much. Give you a little, but you still don’t want to, you really don’t know what’s good and what’s wrong!”

When he started talking, Ye Jiuyou stopped in his tracks.After he finished speaking, Ye Jiuyou turned around and walked back.

The moment Ye Jiuyou turned around, Ye Jiuqiu's face turned blue, thinking that he seemed to have yelled at Jiuyou just now?So he was full of guts and lost all his courage. After trembling, he quickly lowered his head, resolutely refusing to look at Jiuyou's mocking and cold expression, as if he could avoid facing Jiuyou's anger by doing so.

In his lowered vision, he saw Ye Jiuyou standing in front of him.

Then, raise your right hand.

He shrank his shoulders nervously, won't it?Already so angry that you want to do it?So is he hiding or not?

He was thinking wildly, and when that hand messed up his long hair, he raised his head as if waking up from a dream, staring at the smile on Ye Jiuyou's lips in a daze... It seemed like he was thinking about it again?

"Thank you very much." In Ye Jiuyou's words, it seemed as if he had shaken off some heavy burden, "Change it."

As he said, he raised his hand to take off the bone mask on his face, and put it on Ye Jiuqiu's face: "Don't take my appearance to do strange things."

Ye Jiuqiu blinked and smiled, "I won't."