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"Listen to the people in the city, uncle, my surname is Wu Mingliang, the word is virtuous, today I borrow the treasure land to make a living, just to sell the coffin to make a living!"

On the ice-encased city wall, several demonic beasts poked out their heads and began to whisper. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hey—get up and see what's new. Today's situation is not ordinary, and the scolding array is reselling coffins, which ...... Can this thing take a siege? Who knows what the coffin is for?"

"What's the use? It's not good. ”

"That's right...... But selling this thing will open the gates?"

A demonic beast defender who was shrinking under the city wall tightened the animal skin on his body, and said impatiently: "Since the Holy Maiden has an order, we will ignore it." With that, he turned his head sideways and looked into the city.

There were few pedestrians on the snow-covered streets, but most of the people who could make it to the city were mortals. Since the day the cold struck the city, the holy city seemed to be an empty city. At this time, if the underworld breaks through the city, he will definitely think that he has strayed into the dead city.

Had it not been for his sobriety and cleverness that day, when he jumped down from the city wall and crawled into a civilian's house, he would have escaped the deadly cold, and he would have been frozen into a piece of ice like his companions.

In his opinion, as long as the other party's earth immortals did not rush into the city, it didn't matter whether the city gate was open or not. In this kind of cold, the demonic beasts could only barely walk to the city, and they felt powerless to move their hands and feet, and the yuan power on their bodies was suppressed. Therefore, the demonic beasts never worried about the entry of the underworld into the city, and even hoped in their hearts that the cultivators of the underworld would break through the door.

Outside the city walls, the voice of the coffin seller came again: "Think of the brothers who were born and died with you who can hand over their backs to you, and then think about your parents and sisters, you can't bear to die if you don't handle the aftermath? Listen to the uncle's advice and buy a coffin to prepare, it is good for you, and it is not a bad thing for your relatives and friends who care! It can really be said that with a coffin in hand, life and death are worry-free; if you miss this opportunity, it is useless to regret it——"

One of the defenders on the city wall gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Lao Tzu really wants to split him!"

"If you dare to go out of the city, the protector will chop you up!" a loud shout came from behind everyone.

The leader suddenly appeared above the city, and all the defenders shrank back in fright, but even this could not stop the scolding outside the city. The chief said, "Close your ears, and whoever spreads this word will not be spared!"

Defenders, look at me, and I look at you, and say in my heart, Is this still necessary? If it weren't for the fact that the man was just a mortal, he would have known to everyone in the city by this time. Let's not say, what about those cultivators? Do you still want to stop the mouths of those people?

The leader leaned out of the city, but saw nearly a hundred underworld soldiers carrying more than a dozen coffins from behind the queue. He was very puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of reputation the underworld army was going to make. It would be a big mistake to say that the Immortal wanted to disturb the hearts of the people of the city. Low-level cultivators and mortals didn't know about the customs of the human race at all, and high-level cultivators were even more disdainful of this matter.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

When the defenders saw that the leader was in a happy mood, they laughed and said, "General......" The defenders also glanced out of the city and asked, "What are you happy about?"

The general immediately said with a solemn face: "There must be a reason for this, but it would be an exaggeration to say that you want to provoke our clan to go out of the city to meet the battle. ”

The defender said, "General, you say...... Isn't this scolding formation also confused?"

"Not necessarily. The general said: "You look at the formation of the underworld, those underworld people must not know. ”

All the defenders got up and looked at the underworld army again, but seeing that the underworld army was all gearing up, it seemed that they had accumulated not only energy in the past few days, but also a lot of resentment. If the siege order is issued, most of the underworld army will have to fight even to vent their anger.

The leader chuckled, "From the coffin seller, it can be seen that the bottom of the underworld is heavily influenced by the human race. Look at the mortal who cursed, he was more like a human than a human race. ”

The defenders nodded in agreement, and then said inexplicably: "General, what the hell is the human race? ”

"The ghost race is what the ghost people look like, the human race...... Nature is human. The human race emphasizes the greatness of the dead, and if they want the dead to rest in peace, they must go to the earth for peace, but in fact, it is only the heart of the living that is peaceful. ”

"Bury it with soil?" the defender exclaimed, "How panicked is that?" Alas, it's better for us to be a monster, I think it's better to choose a place that is pleasing to the eye if I want to die, maybe I can meet the great witch of the corpse clan, and I can get an eternal life or something. Even if you can't, you don't have to worry about being buried, you really can't think about it. I said......" The defender turned to the other and said, "What do you think of you when you die, and I will put you in that wooden box and bury you again?"

"I'll hack you!" the beast shouted angrily.

"Look, sure enough, I'm not the only one who thinks so. The defender sneered, "If anyone sins against me, I will repay him in this way when he dies." Or...... I'm going to buy all the coffins......"

Before he could finish speaking, the defenders spat on him, and the defenders were ashamed and angry, but they did not dare to say anything.

“...... As the saying goes, those who expose the corpse in the wilderness are destined to not give up their souls, gather and resent, and finally the resentment is so great that it can soar to the sky! The coffin I built can control resentment and calm the soul, until the deceased can safely enter the pool of rebirth in the underworld......

"Hey, what the hell are you kid who can make such a shady thing?" asked a defender who couldn't hold it back.

"Uncle, I am naturally not a thing, but compared to the Warcraft that does not hear the way of death and life, Uncle, I am full of human feelings, at least I know that any living creature should be in awe of life and death, let alone abandon the dead at will......"

"Then you lie down and try it, and if you can still get out, I'll buy a coffin!"

"Sure enough?" said the coffin seller, whose face was bright, said in his heart, although he had scolded countless times in the past few days, he had not scolded the ice and snow city gate. So, he said again: "Okay, I'll lie down and go in, presumably the Warcraft Clan will also do what he says!"

The defenders were just angry for a while, but they didn't expect the other party to respond. He couldn't think of a way to deal with it, after all, the gate couldn't be opened anyway. So, he said in a loud voice, "Okay, let my brothers go in first to warm up, and then come and see how you get into the coffin." ”

The coffin seller said disdainfully: "This kind of fine divine material is quite valuable, if you want to come to the Holy City, you can afford to come to the Yuan Stone, even if you can't afford it, I will take it myself, but you, as a pawn guarding the city, actually have the courage to take a coffin...... Then I will fulfill you. However, you can only take this thin-skinned coffin!" The coffin seller waved his hand, and the underworld sergeants beside him took the lid of the coffin. He dodged and was about to jump into the coffin.

"Wait!" the leader stood on the wall, staring intently at the coffin.

The coffin looked mottled with bark, but the leader knew it wasn't an ordinary thing. He said indifferently: "You have to think of a way to cause trouble, and I will delay it for a while." ”

"Thank you General for your success!" the words were sonorous and powerful, but they seemed to be soft when they used their brains. The defender looked around at everyone and laughed, "Brothers, can you bother...... The gates of this city are really not opened. ”

"Now that you know, you're still in the limelight!" was the one who was spitted up.

When everyone heard this, they said yes again and again, and threw aside all the unhappiness just now. They all looked at the defenders, but they forgot the unreasonableness just now.

"How about killing him in the coffin with a void array?" Seeing everyone shaking their heads, the defender shook his head and said: "That's right, with the earth immortals watching, even if it is combined with the strength of all of us, it is difficult to guarantee that we will not suffer." ”

The leader gave him a blank look and said, "Can your Yuan Force run?"

As cultivators who can merge with heaven and earth, they can be described as miserable at this time. If it weren't for the sake of the exchange, they would have wanted to exchange it with that mortal. In this city, the weakest mortals have become extremely powerful, who is to blame for this?

The army outside the city walls was quiet, and they wanted to see what the main thing in charge of the city was, but after waiting for a long time, they ignored their stubble. The Immortal Army was furious, and the previous chaos and noise became quiet, and the silence lasted only a few breaths, and then a general was heard raise his thick shield, and then smashed it into his fist.

There was only a "bang", and then, all the shield bearers followed suit, and for a while, outside the holy city, there was a loud roar, which made the leader of the defending army secretly frightened, he felt that the atmosphere was unusual, maybe just when the stack reached its strongest, they would have to face the siege pressure brought by the underworld.

The old man who scolded seemed to have more confidence, and no one could hear what he was saying with his neck stretched, and his voice had been drowned out by the impact of his fists and shields. He simply turned and crawled towards the coffin, and what happened next quieted the Immortal Army. The city wall is not real, but the underworld army is close in front of them, so they can naturally see through it. However, no one could understand what was happening, only that the coffin seller fell into the coffin and disappeared.

The sergeant in front of the coffin stepped forward in three or two steps to look at it, and exclaimed, "Hell!"

The defenders on the city wall naturally didn't know what was going on, but when the underworld exhaled the word "hell", two figures suddenly appeared on the city wall.

The general defending the city drew the long sword at his waist with a "swish", and slashed behind him without looking back, but the sword was cut into the air. When he looked back, there was no half of a figure, and his consciousness was scattered, and he didn't find anything except the cold of the soul devourer.

The general shouted in a low voice: "Quick, report to the Holy Maiden, someone has broken into the city!"

......

The coffin seller felt that he was really aggrieved, he didn't care about his identity in the eyes of the cultivators, he was just a mortal, this was a fact, it was useless for him to quibble, but what he couldn't bear was that he was actually dragged into the city like a toy, like a dead dog, and even everything he saw was only a dazzling flash.

When he found that his surroundings were quiet, he felt a wave of dizziness coming to him, so he lay on the ground and vomited. Where did he care who the person who made the move was, he only needed to know that the person who made the shot was a cultivator.

In a short time, he heard someone running towards him, and a woman exclaimed, "Quick, come here, go and tell the Holy Maiden, someone has broken into the altar, and the body of the elephant is gone!" At this time, the coffin seller realized that it was important to flee as soon as possible. So, he stood up, looked around, and saw that it was a bush of flowers, and in the distance there was a green tree, and he rushed towards the dense bush.

As the saying goes, blessings and disasters do not go alone, today seems to be destined for his bad luck, the first time he entered the coffin, but fell on the city wall, just awakened less than half a breath, and found that he was already in the garden. Behind the bush was supposed to be a bush, but when he rushed into the bush and felt a wave of dizziness strike again, he found himself on top of an altar.

The altar was more than nine feet high, and as for the size, he couldn't take a closer look, and in his current state, he could only sit on the edge of the altar and didn't dare to move. Sad rules, didn't it say that cultivators are people from another world? Although everyone lives under the Haotian Domain, cultivators, who have already stepped into the threshold of immortals, what do you say you are idle and have nothing to do with me as a mortal?

He was full of grievances and complaints, but there was nowhere to speak. When he raised his eyes, he saw a team of demihuman demonic beasts rushing towards the altar.

The so-called half-human means that the lower body of those demonic beasts is a fish body, and the upper body is a human form, this kind of mermaid form he had heard of when he was in the underworld, who knew that such a creature really existed. Most of the mermaids were women, but there were also one or two men, walking on the ground like ghosts, and it turned out that the tail of the fish was floating in the air.

When the fishmen approached the altar, they raised their hands to cast a spell on him. The coffin seller closed his eyes, knowing that this catastrophe was inevitable, so the moment he closed his eyes, he remembered his son. The son was picked up by him, and as a coffin seller, he naturally cannot marry a wife and have children, and of course, as a coffin seller's son, he will also be destined to die alone.

In the underworld, the identity of the coffin seller is among the underworld, and it can be regarded as the bottom existence, and it is also the most shameful. When it comes to Wu Dexing, no one knows it. Although the reputation is a little worse, life is passable. If you want to say how rich he is, it depends on who he compares with, in short, among mortals, there are really few people who are richer than him, and those who can compete with him for wealth must be in the Void God Realm. Because of this, even though he is just a coffin seller, he has friends all over the world, especially cultivators.

Why?

As the saying goes, what to sell and what to drink, he Wu Dexing is no exception. What he shouted was the way of yin and yang, even if he was a god realm powerhouse, he was not afraid. Because in the underworld, there are some hidden rules that no one dares to trample on. At least, in his cognition, except for the God King Realm, no one really dared to touch him.

He once exchanged a coffin with a person for a good soul wood, and the soul wood has a spirit, as long as it is a person in the coffin shop, no one does not know. However, he hid it from his son. He felt that he had no hope in this life, and hoped that in the future his son would be able to embark on a spiritual path. Even if it is only a personal realm in the end, it can be regarded as winning glory for the ancestors.

But what discouraged him was that he must have done a lot of immoral things in his previous life, and this unfortunate son is definitely here to collect debts, as long as it is something he approves of, his son will never do it.

Originally, he regarded the coffin as his wife and his son as his own, and in the underworld, his home could be regarded as happy. Unexpectedly, the son of the mouse would make holes, and from an early age, his son's imagination was forbidden into the coffin. That kind of imagination also includes the ability to understand the outside world, and now, no matter what others say, the word "imbecile" is violently pasted on his son's body. It was so thorough, it was even more difficult for him to save it.

At the juncture of life and death, Wu Dexing often does not half-heartedly think of these troubles, compared with life and death, his son's affairs are not so important. In fact, he was just worried, worried that he would not be able to return to the underworld, and if that was the case, how would that strange son live? This world did not give his son an equal chance to survive, and now, he was going to die, and all he was left with was endless suffering.

Thinking of this, he regretted that if he hadn't saved the child, he might have been a dry skeleton in the wilderness by now. But I didn't think about everything, let alone take it for granted.

Just as the half-human soul blades were about to fall, Wu Dexing turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the formation.

All the half-men were stunned.

Wu Dexing didn't know how long the vertigo would last this time, maybe death was waiting ahead. He said loudly: "It's a pity that the thin-skinned coffin, it's a real map, but it's an excellent piece of divine material...... he whispered again: "Even if it's a gift, it's a lot of favor." Even if the other party doesn't know the goods, although the coffin board is thin, the friendship is thick enough......"