Who the Taoist was Chaoxue didn't ask, she stood beside the emperor, quietly looking at the cave, her expression was in a trance, as if she was thinking about something.

In fact, she was just thinking about it, thinking about it, this feeling made her very uncomfortable, at this moment, she frowned slightly, and her expression was a little sad.

Chaoxue turned her head and looked at the man next to her who seemed to be smiling, slightly stunned.

"He called me. The emperor said suddenly.

"You go, I won't go. "Chaoxue said goodbye.

"Really not going?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's okay not to go. ”

The emperor threw off his cloak, turned into a star, and disappeared here.

The conversation between the two was a little unreasonable, but it made sense. It's like feelings, it's very reasonable and unreasonable, but when the emperor said this, Chao Xue's heart began to tremble, like the clouds in front of the peak, and like the water of the stream, there was always something involuntarily.

……

Dafei's palace is in front, the wordless monument broke through the ground and stood in front of Lin Jue, the surrounding sand wall with the appearance of the wordless monument, slowly dispersed, like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, sprinkled at will, a moment later, in front of the Dafei palace piled up a few small sand dunes.

At first glance, these dunes are unremarkable except for their size.

However, Hu Jun frowned when he saw the ordinary sand dunes.

Wisps of fresh wind blew out of the palace and landed on the sand dunes, turning into black plaques, on which a little red dot suddenly appeared, and then there was a rattling sound.

Blood flowed down from the red dots, and a smell of blood filled the tip of the nose, and after a while, the blood gathered into a pit the size of a person, and the plaque finally stopped bleeding.

A palm slowly stretched out from the blood pit.

It's not scary, it's a little amazing.

The fingers were like jade, white and smooth, and the pool of blood on that side did not leave a trace on the white and tender palm.

Followed by the head, the torso, and the legs.

A bewitching woman with cinnabar on her eyebrows and a country-like posture appeared in front of everyone.

Her fingers were slightly raised, and the delicate corners of her eyebrows slowly faded, like a spring water, full of charm. The pool of blood slowly wriggled and finally turned into a blood-colored dress, draped over her, covering her smooth back, but not the twin peaks that stood proudly.

The blood-colored dress was staggered, making it difficult to hold the straight and slender thighs, and the sharp and bright red high heels reflected each other on the thighs, exuding an intoxicating ivory white.

Well.

The woman snorted softly, gasping for breath, and the snow-white peaks on her chest trembled.

Dynamic light waves, extraordinarily fascinating.

Hu Jun's eyes were a little dazed, but he soon woke up from them.

Shui Yun's eyes were dull, his arms were hanging down on his hips, and he was eating and walking, but he was slapped under the sand and mud by the golden dragon's palm.

Lin Jue's face was flushed, as if he was drunk, staggering, and was about to pounce on the ground.

Seeing this, Hu Jun suddenly shouted: "Enough!"

Lin Jue trembled and woke up from a state of confusion, at this moment, he secretly said in his heart, this woman's illusion was so powerful, he just glanced at it, and fell into it.

"Dashuai, I haven't seen you for a long time, but the slave family misses you very much. The woman held up her orchid finger and said shyly.

"Concubine Da, please respect yourself, what is the difference between your behavior of flattering and sending waves, and the woman in the Qinglou!" Hu Jun said with a frown.

It turned out that this woman was the concubine of Emperor Xu.

Concubine Da was not angry, but reincarnated at Shui Yun, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Yo, it turned out to be a little golden dragon who has returned to his ancestors." ”

When Concubine Da looked at Lin Jue, her brows suddenly furrowed, and as a result, the air around her seemed to freeze and no longer flowed.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that there is a descendant of a coffin man, it's really interesting. Dafei's eyes flickered slightly.

"Do you know where my father is?" Lin Jue was shocked.

Since Lin Jue descended from the sky, he became the bloodline of the Yu family and was reborn. His father of regeneration, Yu Yuanhuai, jumped off the cliff and lost his message.

However, many years later, I could see it in the mountains below the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

It's just that Yu Yuanhuai who saw it at a glance was not a person, but a coffin man who had become neither a person nor a ghost.

The coffin man takes the coffin as the body, the head as the head, and stores it in the ground.

"Little one, you'll see your father soon. Dafei chuckled softly.

She flapped her sleeves, and the breeze blew, and the bulging sand dunes slowly cracked, revealing nine coffins.

The coffin was painted with red vermilion lacquer, and there was an opening on each side of the coffin, and a spear of the same standard was carved on the coffin surface.

One by one, the heads slowly rose from the big red vermilion coffin, until half of the body appeared on the coffin surface.

Lin Jue looked at them one by one, and when he saw the ninth coffin, his face changed greatly.

The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and three black moles in the center of his eyebrows, who is not his father in this life?

A wave of anger rose angrily from Lin Jue's body, like a crack in a corner of the embankment, and it was difficult to stop the roaring flood.

Although Lin Jue was extremely angry in his heart, his expression remained unchanged, and he spoke, "Why." ”

"The world thinks that the appearance of a catastrophe is an ominous omen, but it never occurs that it is only a matter of time before a disaster should occur in the place where it occurs. The sea of wind is an abyss, and that isolated island is naturally a peak. The water is flowing out of the abyss. Your father jumped into the abyss and landed right on the altar as a sacrifice. Dafei said.

"Is the sacrifice not death, but the coffin man who is neither human nor ghost?" Lin Jue smiled sadly, a little unacceptable.

Hu Jun, who was on the side, heard the conversation between the two, raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed to think of something, some like a splash falling from a stream, popping up in mid-air, so he suddenly said: "That abyss should be a battlefield of death, and the altar is not dedicated to gods, but to dead soldiers." People become coffins, bury dry bones, and coffins people don't know how many bones there are in the coffin. ”

The nine coffin figures in front of him were floating in the air, their heads were half split, their hair fluttering, their eyes tightly closed, and they seemed to be still asleep.

"The dead rest, why be so cruel and not let them be freed. Lin Jue said.

When Concubine Da heard this, she laughed, and then threw up her red sleeves, and a faint fragrance came to her.

In this clear sky, red rose petals fell, more like fast cloth, and more blood.

These petals fluttered down and landed on the nine coffin people, forming a red blood line that connected the nine coffin people together.

"Yes. Dafei waved her fingers and snorted softly.

The nine coffin people slowly approached under the pull of the blood line, and finally fused together.

Squeak, click.

The coffin was shattered, and countless bones were shaken out, a bone as red as blood, which was extremely obvious in this pile of white bones.

Seeing this, Hu Jun's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "Soul bone!"