[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

It was a coffin.

A dark coffin.

A dark, not very expensive coffin made of ordinary wood.

At this moment, the coffin was running fast with Lu Xiaofeng holding it on his shoulder.

He is being hunted.

He was pursued by a group of very mysterious men in black.

And the reason for chasing him down was not because he had any enmity with them, Lu Xiaofeng didn't even know them.

The opponent's goal was the coffin on his shoulder.

This had to make his brain, which is very good at brainstorming, spin up quickly.

What will be in here?

Gold, silver and jewelry?Martial arts cheats?Divine weapon?

Generally speaking, only corpses can be placed in coffins, but after he was hiding all the way and was hunted down for two days, he was hunted down by a well-organized and disciplined mysterious organization with good skills. When the other party's target is just a coffin, he will never believe that there is only a corpse in the coffin.

Even the corpse of the Heavenly King Lao Tzu didn't have such a big show.

There was another noise behind him.

Lu Xiaofeng's face turned ashen, and he cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn monkey spirit!"

Then he quickly got into the dense forest with the coffin on his shoulders.

On the fourth day, Lu Xiaofeng finally escaped the group of lingering pursuers by virtue of his wonderful lightness kung fu and clever brain.

At this moment, he is wearing a bird's nest head, with a disheveled expression on his face, if someone familiar sees him, they will definitely not recognize him as the famous, romantic and unrestrained Lu Xiaofeng.

He patted the coffin and muttered angrily, "You killed me, you'd better protect the gold and silver jewels inside, or I'll chop you up and use it as firewood. "

After speaking, he looked left and right, and ran away carrying the coffin like flying.

Jiangnan, Baihualou.

As the name suggests, the building is full of flowers, colorful, and the elegant fragrance of flowers wafts in the air.

The owner of Baihualou, Huamanlou, is a gentle and gentle gentleman. Although he is blind, he is not blind in heart.

The time he enjoys the most is brewing a pot of tea every day, smelling the elegant fragrance of flowers, and feeling the warmth of the setting sun on his body.

His favorite things to do are watering the flowers, playing the piano, and helping those in need who walk in through the open door.

Although he is blind, he lives a more leisurely and comfortable life than anyone else, when a certain phoenix that likes to cause trouble and meddles in other things does not come to disturb him.

The sound of footsteps came from downstairs, stepped up the stairs, and ran up quickly.

Hua Manlou was a little surprised, he "looked" at Lu Xiaofeng's direction, and said in amazement: "When did you not use the window, but the door instead?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, and said awkwardly: "It's not that the thing is too big, you can't get in through the windows."

As he spoke, he unloaded his shoulders and placed the coffin he was carrying on the ground, making a soft bang.

Huaman went upstairs, raised his hand to touch it, and then the expression on his face became even more surprised.

"This is... a coffin?!" He raised his eyebrows.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, he walked to the table, picked up the teapot, and drank straight away.

Hua Manlou shook his head and sighed, "This is the best Yuqian Longjing, it's really ruined by you drinking so much."

After drinking a pot of tea, Lu Xiaofeng finally felt relieved. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, when I take out the treasure from the coffin, I'll share half with you as tea money."

"Baby?" Hua Manlou took out a folding fan from his sleeve, and opened it with a snap, covering half of the corner of his mouth.

Lu Xiaofeng stomped his feet, "Don't believe me! Because I was hunted down for four days in a row, and I managed to escape. Think about it, if it wasn't for the treasure inside, how could those people pursue me so relentlessly? So tight!"

Hearing this, Hua Manlou gradually frowned, and asked, "How did this coffin come about?"

The four eyebrows fluttered in an instant, and Lu Xiaofeng said triumphantly: "I bet with Sikong Houjing, and I won."

Hua Manlou sighed, "I really don't understand you, you just won a trouble, what's there to be happy about?"

Lu Xiaofeng's face was huddled together, and he said bravely: "There is a baby in here, it's worth causing a little trouble for the baby."

"But you got it from Sikong Zhaixing." Hua Manlou smiled, and the smile was as warm as a spring breeze, "You thought that the things in his hands would not be opened due to his personality, take a look, and then Take what's inside?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xiaofeng jumped up as if his ass was burned.

He walked quickly to the side of the coffin, pressed his hands on the lid of the coffin, and spat out the inner strength in his palms.

The coffin was not nailed to death, and it was pushed away with a "creak" with only half of his strength.

Huamanlou only heard the sound of the coffin being opened, and the sound of Lu Xiaofeng taking a deep breath, and then there was nothing, not even Lu Xiaofeng's breathing, obviously the other party held his breath subconsciously.

He frowned, tapped his shoulder with the handle of the fan, and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter? Is it really full of gold, silver and jewels?"

Lu Xiaofeng's fingertips trembled slightly, he stared blankly at the coffin, and murmured: "It's gold, silver and jewellery..."

"Oh?"

Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath and said, "That's a person, a living person!"

is not that right?

It was neither gold, silver or jewelry, nor a magic weapon, nor a shriveled corpse, but a sleeping, rosy-faced living man!

Not only is he a big living person, but he is also a beauty!

The young man in purple clothes clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, sleeping in an upright posture.

The inside of the coffin was obviously arranged, with a pillow placed and a layer of brocade underneath, as if this was not a weird coffin, but just a place for young people to sleep.

The black hair is spread in the coffin, which makes his skin fairer. His eyebrows are standard sword eyebrows, flying obliquely into the temples. His face is even more handsome. Even when he is asleep, he has a unique charm. .

Among the beauties Lu Xiaofeng has seen, there are really few who can match him.

Maybe it's because he didn't see it with his own eyes, but Huamanlou was not as shocked as Lu Xiaofeng. Although he was also surprised, he soon came back to his senses and joked: "I guess that person must be a beauty!"

"You can't see, how can you be sure?" Lu Xiaofeng asked without blinking.

Hua Manlou said solemnly: "Because if it is not beautiful, how can it make the hero Lu Xiaofeng, who is a prodigal son, drool?!"

Lu Xiaofeng wiped the corner of his mouth subconsciously, then said depressedly: "You lied to me!"

"Huh? So there isn't one? Sorry, I couldn't see it." Hua Manlou looked upright.

Lu Xiaofeng held his forehead and smiled helplessly.

The two laughed and laughed for a while, and Hua Manlou finally said solemnly: "The beauty in the coffin was hunted down, who do you think is this person?"

Lu Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, "No matter who it is, the identity is not simple after all."

After a pause, he suddenly flashed his figure and jumped out of the window. Only his voice floated from afar.

"Hua ManLou, take care of him, I'll find the culprit and ask for clarification!"

Hua Manlou shook his head, sure enough, Lu Xiaofeng was a troublemaker who specifically disturbed his peaceful life.

But even so, he has no complaints, because they are friends!

Hua Manlou walked to the side of the coffin, groping to help the person inside up, his slender fingertips accidentally touched the other's chin, he suddenly smiled, "So she is a beautiful man!"

……

When Yan Jingbai woke up, what he saw was a plain gauze embroidered with flowers, plants and clouds.

The harsh light made him close his eyes uncomfortably, and when he opened them again, he felt a little doubtful.

He didn't fall asleep all the time. He seemed to wake up once not long ago. At that time, the surroundings were pitch black. He seemed to be packed in a sealed box. The box was shaking violently, which made him unprepared and his head was heavy. He hit the box and passed out instantly.

He didn't even have time to figure out his situation and where he was.

But when he woke up again, he changed his place.

Yan Jingbai sat up slowly, the pain from the back of his head made him frown.

Although this is not very luxurious, it is an extremely elegantly furnished bedroom. The windows and doors are ajar, and the plain gauze curtain gently undulates like waves blown by the breeze.

From Yan Jingbai's perspective, he could clearly see the colorful flowers outside, and the fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

The place where he woke up twice made him doubt his current identity, but the rows of information boards showed that he was the emperor of this world, but shouldn't the emperor stay in the palace?

No matter how bad it is, he should be on the battlefield like Yang Guang was that time. What happened to being packed in a box?

Intuition told him that this identity is likely to be in big trouble!

And it seems that this time travel is different from the previous times. The shiny row of "Da Su Emperor Jun Jing Shen" made him frown. This is definitely not any country in history, but an unknown country. dynasty.

Just as he was meditating, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", and a gentle and elegant man walked in with a tray.

"Ding—name: Huamanlou

Age: 24

Weakness: Blindness in both eyes

Martial arts: Flowing clouds and flying sleeves, distinguishing positions by hearing sounds

Personality: Moshang is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. "

It's Huamanlou—ah!

Yan Jingbai immediately understood what kind of world this is.

The gentle and elegant young man put the millet porridge on the tray on the table, and then waved: "Are you awake? You must be very hungry. I cooked porridge for you, come and eat!"

Yan Jingbai was a little taken aback, does this person know his former self?

Such an idea was quickly rejected.

After he finished a bowl of porridge ferociously yet gracefully, he heard the other party say: "I'm in Huamanlou, I don't know the name of the young master?"

Yan Jingbai paused, and said, "Since you don't know me, how could I lie in your house?"

Hua Manlou smiled softly, "Young Master was brought here by a friend of mine."

"Who?"

"Lu Xiaofeng." Mentioning his friend, Hua Manlou's smile became softer, "Maybe you've heard of him before."

"No, I haven't heard of it." Yan Jingbai said slowly: "Actually, I don't even know who I am, so how can I remember other people!"