Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

When Ye Jiuqiu lingered to meet Feng Yushu, the blush on his face hadn't completely faded.Ye Jiuyou calmly followed behind him, as if he wasn't the one who teased Ye Jiuqiu just now.

Only this time, Ye Jiuyou didn't wear a mask, and even the magic bone flower was put away by him. The spreading black stripes turned into a flower pattern and dotted under the eyelids, revealing most of his real face. Looking at it like this , the facial features are even more similar to Ye Jiuqiu.

The two stood one after the other, really like twin brothers.It's just that one person is in the light, clear and flawless, while the other person is standing in the abyss, covered in darkness.The aura coming out of the bones is completely opposite, but inexplicably harmonious and unified.

Feng Yushu's eyes fell on Ye Jiuyou, it was rare for him to stare at a person for such a long time.Ye Jiuyou can turn a blind eye to most people's eyes and don't care, but Feng Yushu is not among them after all.

At first, he met Feng Yushu's gaze expressionlessly, but gradually, his gaze became erratic.He could trick He Shan to see him, but he was not sure that he could get away with Feng Yushu.

After a while, Feng Yushu finally spoke, his tone indifferent: "Brother Ye's cultivation has improved again, congratulations."

Ye Jiuyou was startled, and then understood what Feng Yushu meant.

Feng Yushu couldn't see through his cultivation, so he naturally thought that his cultivation was above the stage of transforming gods.After all, Feng Yushu himself is already a cultivator in the transformation stage.

In fact, Feng Yushu couldn't see through him, it's just that he did a good job of hiding his breath, and he was different from ordinary monks, because he was a corpse puppet.

Not being seen through, Ye Jiuyou breathed a sigh of relief, and then replied with a calm expression: "Brother Feng is also a monk in the distraction stage, and this breakthrough speed is rare in the world."

Ye Jiuqiu was so uncomfortable being heard by Brother Ye and Brother Feng, so he leaned up to his master and begged for praise obediently: "Master, I'm having a baby."

Naturally, Feng Yushu had already seen his cultivation level, nodded his head, and said: "I wish to preserve your Hanxue Sword, and I will sacrifice it after finding the last few ingredients for my master. "

As he said that, Feng Yushu took out another palm-sized, silver-white soft armor and handed it to Ye Jiuqiu: "Since you have become a baby, you can put this thing away. This is the moonlight armor, which is worn on the Nascent Soul. Prevent the insidious technique of attacking the Nascent Soul."

The Nascent Soul is fragile, and having such a magic weapon is equivalent to an extra layer of protection for life.

Looking at Feng Yushu's appearance, this soft armor was probably prepared a long time ago, and it will be handed over to him after he conceives a baby.

Thinking about the Golden Thunder and Bamboo Sword at the beginning, his master was going to have all the magic weapons of his cultivation path in one hand.

Ye Jiuqiu blinked his eyes, feeling warm and soft in his heart, boldly grabbed Feng Yushu's sleeve, his eyes sparkled, "Thank you, Master! I'm planning to find such a magic weapon in the Eastern Continent."

"You..." Feng Yushu looked down at his fingers grabbing his sleeve, and was about to say something, but before he could say a word, there was a loud "bang" sound behind him.Feng Yushu's lips that had just been opened were pressed together again, and for the first time, a helpless and headache expression appeared on his usually indifferent face.

Perhaps there is still a touch of indulgence and pampering in it?

Ye Jiuqiu really wanted to rub his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken, so he couldn't even catch his eyes from the place where the loud noise came from. His eyes stuck to Feng Yushu's face, and then he opened them wider and wider—Master What’s wrong with you!Master, something is wrong with you!

Before he figured out why, he finally caught a blush afterimage in the corner of his eyes.Before he realized what it was, he heard a crisp "pop", and then a burning pain spread from the back of his hand to the depths of his brain.

Reflexively quickly retracting the hand that was holding the sleeve, Ye Jiuqiu jumped back, and then looked towards Feng Yushu with his hand that was blushing.

Who is so powerful?After all, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator with strong defense, right?

At this glance, he was stunned.

She was dressed in red, making her complexion paler and sicker.Thin cheeks, handsome brows, slightly sunken eyes that look extremely black, but in fact there is a deep dark red, the eyes of a corpse, gloomy and bloody.And those eyes were staring straight at him right now.

"Di...Uncle Di..." Hey, why are you staring at me like this?

He finally realized who hit his hand just now, and he looked at Di Shuo pitifully, why did you hit my hand?

Di Shuo hooked the corners of his lips towards him, and his eyes suddenly came alive. For a moment, Ye Jiuqiu thought that he had completely recovered his sanity, and the taste of wantonness was vividly reflected, and one could think of his arrogance and unruly back then.

Then Ye Jiuqiu saw him lift a finger, scratching Feng Yushu's sleeve with his black nails, and the half-stretched fabric that Ye Jiuqiu grabbed fell lightly, and was stepped on the ground by his foot.

"Don't touch him." Uncle Di put down four words domineeringly, raised his hand and grabbed Feng Yushu's sleeve, and grinned at Ye Jiuqiu with great complacency.

It was really hard for Master Di to make such a violent expression with his stiff cheeks.

"..." Ye Jiuqiu was silent, and then looked at the corner of the room. It should be the bronze coffin lid that Di Shuo kicked open just now, and finally understood why Master Di didn't like him.

But it's too possessive...

Uncle Di, do you know that you will not be able to bear to look directly at this dark history of yours in the future.

"Master..." He asked Feng Yushu for help.

Speaking of which, although he had met Di Shuo many times, Di Shuo at that time was not sane.But now it seems that Di Shuo's sanity has recovered at least a little, and he has independent thinking and independent behavior.Therefore, today can be regarded as his first meeting with Uncle Di, but he messed up the first meeting.

He sighed, as his teacher's wife?Master? ——In short, he really wants to have a good relationship with Uncle Di, is there any way to save it?

Feng Yushu said: "It won't be like this in the future."

later?Do we have to wait for Uncle Di to recover more sanity?Ye Jiuqiu twitched the corners of his mouth, and nodded weakly at Di Shuo: "I see. Master is yours."

As soon as he finished speaking, he discovered miraculously that Disuo looked at him with a much more friendly gaze.

That's okay too?Ye Jiuqiu was subtly moved, and silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, he was really getting more and more witty.

After confirming that Ye Jiuqiu was harmless, Di Shuo's attention was attracted by Ye Jiuyou who was standing aside.

He Shanjian, who was standing not far away and watching, was the most surprised.

He knew that when Di Shuo was outside, except for fighting, he was always by Feng Yushu's side, inseparable.I have never seen anything that can attract him away from Feng Yushu.

But now, Di Shuo actually walked away from Feng Yushu and walked to Ye Jiuyou's side. Should the distance between the two be so close?

Ye Jiuqiu also watched curiously, not knowing what Di Shuo wanted to do.

The next moment, Di Shuo opened his arms and hugged Ye Jiuyou into his arms, or in other words, hugged Ye Jiuyou tightly, squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

He Shanjian: "..." What rhythm is this?

Ye Jiuqiu: "..." Master Di, let go of my Jiuyou!

It's just that Feng Yushu didn't move, and said calmly: "Di Shuo, go back."

Hearing his words, Di Shuo let go of Ye Jiuyou without hesitation, stepped back half a step, picked up Ye Jiuyou who was also stunned with one arm, and walked towards his bronze coffin.

Ye Jiuqiu was dumbfounded, it didn't count if he had hugged her, but he had to pack it up and take it home?Uncle Di, don't you have a master?Do you want to pedal two boats?

"Put him down." Feng Yushu was silent for a while, and only when Di Shuo was about to carry him into the coffin did he give the order.

Ye Jiuqiu quietly looked at his master's expression, well, there was no change at all, and there was no emotion in his tone.

Master shouldn't kill Jiuyou as a love rival, right?He was lost in thought, and his thoughts drifted farther and farther, and finally he thought of the unparalleled entanglement between himself and Jiuyou, Master and Uncle Di.

"What the hell are you thinking about?" A slap on the forehead was slammed, and Ye Jiuyou's face turned around, showing a dangerous expression, "Put away that stupid expression of yours for me."

"Uh..." Jiuyou, you were not carried into the coffin?

The bright surprised expression on Ye Jiuqiu's face was particularly unbearable, and Ye Jiuyou had to face the scene that just happened, but he wanted to completely forget it, so he was in a worse mood, and he raised his hand and pinched Ye Jiuqiu hard. Cheek: "I'm going to instill the power of the underworld into Di Shuo, you'd better use this time to wash your brain."

The power of the underworld?

Ye Jiuqiu covered his sore cheeks, watched Ye Jiuyou decisively drag Di Shuo into the next room, and reacted slowly.

Perhaps it was the breath of the Yellow Spring River on Jiuyou's body that attracted Uncle Di?Even if his sanity is not clear enough, just relying on instinct, Uncle Di knows the benefits of the power of the underworld to him, so he gets close to Jiuyou?

Carrying Jiuyou back to the coffin is not so much liking Jiuyou, but a mentality that thinks Jiuyou is a delicious food reserve?

After thinking it over, Ye Jiuqiu was so embarrassed that he wanted to sew a piece of himself into it.

Something has been wrong with him lately, very wrong.No matter what you look at or think about, it is easy to think of strange places.Just like the Prison Su Dian last time, like when Jiuyou asked him to call him brother... Thinking of this, his face turned red again.

Is it because of dissatisfaction with desire?

Ye Jiuqiu turned his head to look at the table sitting beside the table, took out a jade slip that was about to be inspected, and touched it with a blushing face after blinking his eyes.

"Master, Master." He called a few times, and when Feng Yushu looked at him, he took a deep breath and asked honestly, "How can I double cultivate with the corpse puppet?"

Looking forward to it.