At this moment, the relationship between Zhou Feng and Luo Xiyao is extremely delicate, and their hands are still not relaxed, and they are both holding their respective swords tightly in their hands.

The two still maintain a-for-tat relationship with each other.

However, unlike in the past, the meeting between the two was in full view.

But at this moment, the two were forced to be in a coffin together.

Although the space of the coffin is not narrow, it is larger than that of ordinary coffins.

But inside, after all, it is difficult to give the two of them a comfortable enough space to stay in the coffin together.

If you want to compete with immortal power in the coffin, it is even more impossible.

If there is a competition of immortal power, it is inevitable that this floating coffin will not be damaged, and it will affect their crossing of the tide, and it will be troublesome.

At this moment, Luo Xiyao is on top and Zhou Feng is below, and they are also facing each other.

Luo Xiyao frowned, and kicked the tail of the floating coffin with her hind feet.

The Chixiao Sword in her hand also had to pull out of the Dust Breaking Sword that Zhou Feng was holding tightly, and stretched her Chixiao Sword towards the space inside the two coffins to support her body from falling.

Luo Xiyao also stretched out his left hand at the same time and pushed it towards the empty space of Zhou Feng's left arm, barely allowing his shaking body to stabilize.

The moment she entered the coffin, the lid was automatically resealed.

The driftwood, which was about to continue to sink down, finally stopped shaking, floated smoothly on the surface of the water again, and continued to move forward.

At this moment, Luo Xiyao, due to the previous soaking of the tide, the clothes on her whole body were also soaked.

Because they couldn't use immortal power, Zhou Feng and Luo Xiyao had no way to resist the tide staining their clothes.

Therefore, the embarrassing situation presented by the two at the moment is also half a catty.

The water droplets on Luo Xiyao's drooping hair also dripped on Zhou Feng's heart, and the swaying broken hair also had the smell of hibiscus flowers, which spread to Zhou Feng's nose, making Zhou Feng feel in a trance for a moment.

At this time, the two were very close, and they could feel each other's breathing.

Luo Xiyao's breathing was extremely disordered at the moment, and Zhou Feng also looked at Luo Xiyao, who was soaking wet, and frowned.

Because the clothes were soaked, the clothes were also extremely close to the bodies of the two.

Luo Xiyao's slender waist was faintly outlined because the soaked clothes were very close.

Her rouge eyebrow powder that was smeared to her face by the tide also made Luo Xiyao look charming at this moment.

The scattered hair was also slowly shaking in front of Zhou Feng's heart, tugging at Zhou Feng's heartstrings.

made Zhou Feng in a trance for a moment, as if returning to the time when the two of them laughed together in Xianmen in the past.

The Fusang petals on Luo Xiyao's head also fell into Zhou Feng's nose, and the rich aroma seeped into Zhou Feng's nose even more.

The two of them, who were already in strange postures, met again in this coffin.

It's just that this meeting has a hint of frankness, which also makes Luo Xiyao feel a little embarrassed.

Zhou Feng noticed that Luo Xiyao's Chixiao Sword began to slowly droop from both sides of the coffin, and the arm holding the bottom of the coffin with his left hand was also shaking more and more.

He knew that it seemed that Luo Xiyao was about to lose his support.

Immediately, Zhou Feng also twitched his Broken Dust Sword and hit the Chixiao Sword in Luo Xiyao's hand, asking Luo Xiyao to change positions with him.

At this moment, he is on top and Luo Xiyao is below.

Luo Xiyao was also a little surprised, and after a long time, she spit out two words to Zhou Feng, "Thank you." ”

Zhou Feng also chuckled at Luo Xiyao, and also said to Luo Xiyao in an unclear tone, "Senior sister, thank you for this, but it seems that we are very unfamiliar?" ”

After that, Zhou Feng also glanced at Luo Xiyao, who was soaked all over his body at the moment and had an extraordinary charm.

He also continued, "We have obviously been honest with each other for a long time, and now that you are so awkward, how can you know that you are asking me in this coffin now, do you want to refuse and welcome?" ”

"I ...... No. Luo Xiyao knew that Zhou Feng's words were sarcastic about her.

She knew that the senior brother was still angry about her stabbing his golden pill, and she also replied in a low voice, but it was obvious that her confidence was not enough.

Zhou Feng's tone also suddenly became cold, and he continued to say to Luo Xiyao, "Senior sister, I really didn't expect you to be so ruthless and be able to be ruthless to the person next to the pillow who treats you honestly. ”

"Jin Dan who can stab him without the slightest hesitation, have you ever felt a trace of guilt!"

Zhou Feng also pulled out his left hand that was supporting the bottom of the coffin, and suddenly grabbed Luo Xiyao's wrist with extreme force.

Luo Xiyao also frowned, because the senior brother at this moment was extremely hard, and grabbed a bruise from her wrist.

Luo Xiyao's eyes gradually became red, but it was not because Zhou Feng scratched her wrist, but because Zhou Feng questioned her.

She had no way to answer the question that the senior brother had asked her, she couldn't answer, and she didn't know what to say.

Even if it wasn't her original intention, the sword that stabbed at her senior brother Jin Dan was indeed pierced by her own hands.

No matter how much she argued, all the reasons were feeble.

Zhou Feng saw Luo Xiyao, whose eyes were red and silent, and he also let go of Luo Xiyao's wrist, and asked through gritted teeth, "What are you crying about!" Do you feel wronged? You have to remember! It's me who was stabbed, not you! ”

After that, Zhou Feng also touched a teardrop from the corner of Luo Xiyao's left eye with his left hand, and Luo Xiyao also subconsciously escaped.

Obviously, she and Senior Brother have done this kind of action many times, but now she doesn't dare to touch Senior Brother in any way.

At that time, they were so affectionate, but now why are they in this situation, so cracked.

After the Jin Dan incident, everything they had was quietly changing little by little.

Zhou Feng also continued to Luo Xiyao, "Now the situation is special, the land of the Divine Tomb is full of organs, we can only hide in this coffin together, since our interests are symbiotic at this moment, then we can coexist peacefully for the time being." ”

"But after leaving this water storage place, you, a person from the Immortal Gate with pure blood, are still the enemy of my Demon Realm!"

"You appeared in this cemetery, presumably for the sake of the Immortal Gate, to snatch this seventh artifact from me!"

Luo Xiyao also didn't overdo it, and said to Zhou Feng in a cold voice, "It's good that you know, so you don't have to show mercy to my subordinates because of your past feelings." ”

"Mercy? Little junior sister, you also think too highly of yourself, who do you think you are, do you think you are qualified to let me show mercy to your subordinates? ”

Luo Xiyao also smiled self-deprecatingly when she heard Zhou Feng's sarcasm about her again.

"Yes, you're right, I'm not qualified."

Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young.

Luo Xiyao knew that the wishes that she and her senior brother had made together under the Fusang tree might never have a chance to come true together in the future.

Seeing Luo Xiyao, who was not in the oil and salt at the moment, Zhou Feng also slashed the dust sword in his hand at the hair that fell down in the back half of Luo Xiyao.

The sudden rise of the sword qi also made Luo Xiyao feel the killing intent of the senior brother in an instant.

It's just that this killing intent soon disappeared again.

Luo Xiyao also smiled bitterly in her heart, it turned out that unconsciously, the senior brother's hatred for her was already so deep?