Southern Xuan Domain, Northern Underworld Empire, Western Suburbs Cemetery Forest.

A huge gold-wrapped coffin, pulled by the two-headed dragon elephant, the iron chain made a "bang" sound, and gradually walked into the tomb forest full of giant monuments.

There were a lot of people at the funeral, probably in the hundreds.

Chen Xuan's consciousness woke up in this huge coffin weighing thousands of catties, and appeared in the corpse of a fourth-generation disciple of the Northern Xuanjian Pavilion.

All around, it was dark, I only felt cold, and the position of my heart was so painful that I couldn't even open my eyelids.

"This time, the identity arranged by Mixed Yuan Zhu is too pitiful, right?" Chen Xuan complained a little weakly.

This is still the Douqi Continent, but it is not in Utan City, but in a Northern Underworld Empire in the Southern Xuan Domain.

When he had just crossed over to the Dou Po Firmament World before, because at that time, Chen Xuan had just broken through the cultivation of the Transformation Stage, and he was in the perception of the unity of heaven and man, so he blocked the situation of a mixed Yuan Zhu arrangement.

I don't know if it's because Chen Xuan's cultivation is high, the Heavenly Dao of the Douqi Continent just didn't find the problem in it.

Originally, Chen Xuan thought it was very good, but that was when he said goodbye to Xiao Hao before. In fact, it wasn't Chen Xuan who wanted to leave, but Mixed Yuan Zhu forcibly arranged his identity.

There is no way, with Chen Xuan's current strength, he still can't resist the identity of the Mixed Yuan Zhu, so he can only be forced to leave.

In the darkness, an unfamiliar voice was heard.

"It's time to the cemetery, take it down and bury it! It's a pity that the lone seedling left by the third master is also broken. ”

"Don't pretend to be you, my brother is not dead, he will not die, he will not ......" A beautiful girl's voice sounded, crying with resentment and sadness.

Although Chen Xuan was lying in the coffin, he could also hear that the girl's voice was very young, which showed that she should not be very old.

"Your brother obviously can't cultivate fighting qi, his body is weak, and he just learned from those gentlemen to go to the Qinglou to compete for the Oiran, but he lost, he didn't catch his breath, he suffered a fetal disease, and died in the Qinglou. Four hours ago, my heart had stopped. ”

There seemed to be a lot of people around, but the voices were all mean.

"It's really a shame, the descendants of Beixuan Jianhou were actually angry to death in the Qinglou because they lost the Oiran, and the body was still sent back to the Hou Mansion by a Qinglou woman, if his father is still alive, I'm afraid he will also be angry to death."

"The Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion has lost a lot of face this time, wait and see! I don't know how other princes laugh at us. ”

"It's okay if this disabled person dies, lest the old marquis spend a lot of fighting energy every month to renew his life, it's really a waste, if these fighting spirits are given to me, I will now be a peerless master of splitting mountains and rivers."

Chen Qianwu stared coldly at the girl in Tsing Yi who was stopping by the coffin, and said, "Xin'er, the weather is hot, the corpse can't be left overnight, it will stink overnight." ”

Chen Xin'er knelt on the side of the coffin, hugged the coffin tightly, and didn't let anyone carry it away, "Fourth uncle, are you so desperate to bury my brother?" Are you afraid that the old marquis will check my brother's body and see flaws after he leaves the customs? Is my brother really? ”

Chen Xin'er's voice came into Chen Xuan's ears through a thick layer of coffin, with a crying voice, looking isolated and helpless, "You all killed my brother, my brother couldn't cultivate Dou Qi in the first place, and it was impossible for him to become the heir to the title of Beixuan Sword Pavilion, but you still didn't feel at ease, and killed him alive." ”

Everyone around fell silent!

After a long time, someone went over to persuade her, but Chen Xin'er was finally pulled away.

The coffin was lifted and ready to be buried.

Chen Xuan roughly understood the current situation, it turned out that he was in the coffin, if he was buried in the deep soil, then he would be buried in the grave just after crossing today.

Is there such a bad thing?

Chen Xuan wanted to run the exercises, but he found that he was very weak, as if he had been seriously injured, which made him very anxious, and he opened his mouth, but his throat was extremely dry, and he didn't make a sound at all, not even the words "I'm not dead".

"Put the coffin." Ning Qianwu said indifferently.

Chen Xin'er was crying on the sidelines, watching her only dearest brother being put into the grave and buried by a shovel of dirt.

Chen Xuan was anxious, gritted his teeth, raised his stiff hand, and knocked on the coffin wall.

"Knock knock!"

In the coffin, there was a sound of percussion.

The coffin was thick and the voice was low, but it couldn't hide from the cultivator's ears. Chen Xin'er herself is a cultivator of the eighth-stage realm of Dou Zhi, and her sense of hearing is very keen, and she said, "Stop, there is a voice in the coffin!" ”

"Xin'er, you heard me wrong. The most taboo thing about burial is to be interrupted halfway, which will make the soul of the deceased unpeaceful and continue to shovel soil. Chen Qianwu ordered.

"Knock knock!"

The coffin was knocked louder.

This time, even the two Houfu slaves who shoveled soil heard it clearly, stopped, took two steps back, and were a little surprised, could it be that the corpse was cheated?

Chen Xin'er didn't care so much, jumped into the grave, her fingers clasped the bottom of the coffin, the blood in her body flowed, and the fighting spirit ran with the blood.

"Giggles!"

Her delicate arms actually lifted the thousand-pound gold-coated coffin and put it on the edge of the grave, the coffin was too heavy, and the trap was an inch deep.

"Bang!"

Her hand slapped on the coffin lid, bursting out with thousands of pounds of force, and directly knocked the coffin lid out.

Who would have thought that such a delicate girl would be able to burst out with such terrifying power?

Chen Xin'er is a cultivation genius of the Northern Xuanjian Pavilion, at the age of fourteen, she has already reached the eighth stage of the power of the Dou, and she is outstanding among the fourth-generation disciples of the Northern Xuanjian Pavilion.

The strength she showed just now made those uncles in the Northern Xuan Sword Pavilion slightly startled.

It's amazing!

Fortunately, it was a woman, and if she was a man, she would definitely be a strong contender for the title of heir.

"Bang!"

The lid of the coffin flew out, knocking over a tombstone.

The coffin was opened!

The sun shone into the coffin, reflecting on a young, pale face.

Chen Qianwu's cultivation is unfathomable, his eyes are like electricity, and he walks with an oppressive force.

He walked to the edge of the coffin and saw the corpse in the coffin with his eyes closed, so he breathed a sigh of relief and reprimanded, "Xin'er, you are willing now!" Your brother is dead, and he could have been buried smoothly, but he was forcibly interrupted by you, and if you do this, your brother's soul will not be at peace! ”

"I heard that the coffin was interrupted during the burial, and the time was missed, and after going to hell, the ghost will be beheaded!"

There was a large number of accusations around him, and Chen Xin'er lowered her head and bit her lip tightly, brother, he is dead, it was me who disturbed his soul on the road, brother, I'm sorry! Brother, you won't be cut in half! No, it won't!

In the coffin, an extremely hoarse voice said, "Ahem! Right...... I'm sorry, everyone, I ...... I...... Not dead yet......"

I was also very anxious, afraid that I would be buried again.

At the same time, he slowly opened his eyes.

The reason why Chen Xuan closed his eyes was because he knew that people had been in the dark for a long time, and if they suddenly saw strong sunlight, their eyes would be blind!

Chen Qianwu saw that the young man in the coffin opened his eyes, his face changed greatly, and his eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets, so he almost shouted, "You're not dead?" ”

(End of chapter)