Xuanye understands that as long as he attracts people, then this thing must be done by him Xuanye.

Xuanye had a feeling that stealing chickens and rice would not be successful: "You are really shameless." ”

Chen Qingshan is as if he has not heard of it.

Isn't this white-clothed young man here for this thousand-eyed corpse?

If he wasn't here, the thousand-eyed corpse would be his, so how could he say that he was wronged.

This guy is a thief.

"No matter how weathered this corpse is, aren't you here for Him?"

"You have a thief's heart, and you have done what a thief does, but you just don't get the result that the thief wants."

"It's not wrong."

Chen Qingshan lowered his hand and said.

"No matter what I do, you're shameless."

A clear sound rang out.

Chen Qingshan knocked on his sword and asked.

Xuanye suddenly found that he couldn't say anything to the person in front of him: "I can't argue with you, whatever you say!" ”

What Chen Qingshan said is not unreasonable, and Xuanye's argument is irrefutable.

can only let Chen Qingshan say that he is playing some scoundrel means.

Xuanya clasped his hands around his chest.

"If you can't argue, then you shut up, I haven't seen the person you scold, as for playing a scoundrel, that's a means used by the girl's family, could it be that you are wrapped under a white cloth, is it your daughter?" Chen Qingshan said slowly.

He glanced twice at Genya's chest.

Genya was so angry that he trembled.

Although it could not be seen, at this time, Xuanya's face covered under the white cloth should be blue.

"Don't talk nonsense, a war is!" Xuanye terror.

Whether you can say it or not, as long as Xuanye defeats the person in front of him here, he will always be able to get his face back.

"But if you can't do it, you're going to do it?" Chen Qingshan held his sword and smiled.

"Convincing people with reason, convincing people with arguments, that's the business of scholars, what does it have to do with my Xuanye?" Xuanye, please take out a coffin.

In this world, after all, it is the fists that have the final say.

The coffin, which was close to a zhang, was carried by Xuanye on his shoulder with one hand, and then gently put it down.

The black wooden coffin was bound with a golden hoop, and with the Xuanye pinch, the golden hoop was slowly unraveling, and something was about to come out of the coffin.

The coffin is shiny, and there is no trace of dust on it, which shows that the person who maintained it is attentive.

This coffin is the cleanest coffin Chen Qingshan has ever seen.

"The Man of the Grave?" When Chen Qingshan saw this coffin, he instantly realized the origin of the person in front of him.

"The Night King is my father." Genya whispered.

It means that his identity is worthy of fighting with Chen Qingshan.

"Understood, I'll do my best. Chen Qingshan responded. ”

"Mysterious Tomb Xuanye, please fight." Xuan Ye crossed his hands on his chest and bent towards Chen Qingshan, which was a very ancient etiquette.

This ritual may only be used by some people in the north.

Coincidentally, there is a group of old antiques in the mound.

"Chaos God Sect Chen Jiangnan, respond to the battle." Chen Qingshan performed the Ping Sword Ceremony.

The two bowed to each other.

Xuanye was a thief or not, he was very polite when he asked for battle, so Chen Qingshan also reported the corresponding etiquette.

"Click".

The golden hoop fell off, the coffin suddenly stood up, and the corpse in it floated out.

A female corpse, small in stature, with a red jacket on her upper body, black cloth over her eyes, and a little cinnabar on her lips.

She should have been a very beautiful girl before her death, and this female corpse, if she opened her eyes, was a living person.

Unlike other dead bodies, this girl is full of life.

No matter what people in the world say about the treacherous grave, but refining the corpse and controlling the corpse, no one can get out of the treacherous grave.

The female corpse hung on the right side of Xuanye, Xuanye held her hand, and there was more emotion in her cold eyes.

It's not that the disciples of the mound are obsessed with the dead corpse, but the owner of this corpse had some marriage with Xuanye before his death.

"She's the first woman I've ever liked, and the only woman I've ever liked."

"It's just that my father said that we disciples of the Strange Tomb should not have feelings." Xuanye muttered.

Chen Qingshan frowned.

"So you killed her?"

Xuanye shook his head, a little sad: "No, no one is ruthless enough to kill the girl they like, even me, can't do it." ”

"If you really like someone, how can you be willing to let her suffer a little bit of harm?"

Chen Qingshan let go of his palm, the tip of the Heaven and Earth Wide Sword was facing downward, hanging by Chen Qingshan's side, he was more willing to listen to Xuanye tell some stories than to fight with Xuanye.

"So, how did she die?" Chen Qingshan asked.

"She broke it herself, I have to say, she's a stupid girl." Genya carefully arranged his hair.

"Why?"

"She thinks that with her, I can't practice well, and in the treacherous mound, if I can't practice well, I will die."

"Even if you're the third son of the Night King."

"Yes, even if I'm the third son of the Night King." Genya is sad, even if he is the third son of the Night King, he can't have a person he likes.

"Understood." Chen Qingshan sighed.

"You refined her into a natal corpse?" Chen Qingshan asked.

A person who is a treacherous grave can only have one natal corpse in his life, and most of his cultivation is on his natal corpse.

Therefore, the disciples of the Trick Tomb generally do not refine the natal corpse until they have enough cultivation and get a satisfactory corpse.

Xuanye's approach is very irrational.

"I don't like the Tao of the treacherous mound, it's a bit ruthless, but its method of refining corpses has its merits, such as the natal corpse you said."

"I did refine it into a life corpse, the advantage of this life corpse is that life intersects, you can choose to use the life corpse to raise people, and people can also raise this life corpse."

A sense of admiration flowed in Chen Qingshan's heart.

This corpse is full of vitality, not how good the corpse refining method is, no matter how good the corpse refining method is, how can the dead corpse be raised like a living person?

It's that Xuanye has been using his life to protect the girl he likes.

"You're going to die." Chen Qingshan's words were a little heavier.

"I died many years ago, from the day Ah Xiu made his choice." Xuanye said the girl's name, Ah Xiu.

Chen Qingshan didn't know if the girl's real name was Ah Xiu, or if she called Ah Xiu in the night.

Obviously, though, this is not a very important thing.

"I have to say, you're stupid too." Chen Qingshan said.

"But two very stupid people love each other, that's a very happy thing, if one of them is selfish, this thing is not beautiful." Chen Qingshan added.

"It's just that it doesn't end well, like us." Genya whispered.

"That's why I admire your choice."

"I like Ah Xiu, so I don't like the Tao of the treacherous mound, they are too ruthless. My Tao should not be ruthless, I should walk the Tao of affection, of course, I only have affection for Ah Xiu. Xuanye said.

Chen Qingshan was in a trance, in his last life, what he walked was not the way of the Taishang.

Later, I found out that ruthlessness is a very wrong thing.

"You are right, people should be sentient." Chen Qingshan said.

Xuanye smiled: "That's a good point, though, you are really shameless." ”

"The devil knows why he lost his flesh." Chen Qingshan's face is not red and his heart is not beating.

"So, do you want to fight back?" Chen Qingshan knocked his sword.

"Fight, naturally we have to fight!" Xuanye held his hand, kicked over the coffin, put Ah Xiu on top of the coffin, and sat like this.

In the treacherous mound, they all fight people with natal corpses.

And when he got here, it was Xuanye who fought with people, and his natal corpse was sitting on the side.

"Crackling ......"

"Crackling ......"

The white cloth on Xuanye's body exploded, and although the muscles were strong, they were a little dry, and compared to Ah Xiu, Xuanye was more like a dead corpse.

Chen Qingshan understood that this was the backlash brought about by Xuanye's reversal of the natal corpse technique.

The art of natal corpse, no matter how much life is handed over, there is a master-slave saying.

Man is the master, and the corpse is the subordinate.

Xuanye reversed the master and slave, and naturally had to pay the price.

And Xuanye not only has to bear the backlash brought about by the reversal, but also has to use his own vitality to nourish his natal corpse.

"What a stupid person." Chen Qingshan muttered.