nine coffins

Chapter 339 Small sedan chair!man!Wind chimes!

The entire ghost city is empty, the robbery power is scattered, and the murderous intent is pervasive, but it is still terribly still!
Such a kind of dead silence, if you are in a distant world, watching everything in the ghost town is like looking at a bizarre picture.

There are characters, magic weapons, colors, and killing intent, but there are no movements and sounds.

Everyone in the sky above the ghost city understands that if this battle starts, the price will be extremely heavy.Because neither party has an overwhelming advantage for the time being.

The follow-up of this battle is a question that everyone is thinking about.

All the treasures are released, and the dharma body stands upright.There is a saying in the book of war: the soldier who surrenders without fighting is also the one who is good.

That is the highest level of fighting!War is the last resort.

Both sides are building momentum!

"Ugh!"

But just when this confrontation was about to collapse at any time, the void was distorted, and everyone was about to suffocate, a soft sigh broke the solemn silence.

Under the shadow of the Ziyou flag, in the void, a small sedan chair for four people gradually appeared.Such a feeling is extremely wonderful.The purple air is dense, like water patterns, and the small sedan chair emerges from it, like a dream.

The flat-topped sedan chair is extremely plain, with a white curtain, above which is an ancient city of ink and wash, with green hills in the distance, quite freehand, peaceful and distant.

On the top of the white car curtain, there are light yellow tassels, and a string of white jade wind chimes hangs in the middle, which is extremely rare and exquisite.

The breeze is coming, the wind chimes are shaking, jingling, crisp and melodious.

At this time, in the silence, the crisp and faint sound of wind chimes echoed in everyone's heart.Fresh and wonderful, indescribable!
It was a string of real fairy bells, and the fairy sounds echoed, as if they could wash away all the filth in the world.

Goodbye to the four bearers, all dressed in white snow, standing quietly in the void.The appearance is standard, the expression is calm, calm and steady, each body has a faint water-colored light, which is not stained with dust.

Four monks who have been rescued by the water!
All the monks from the Sea Desolation who could see the cultivation of the four of them gasped a few times.

Such a posture is too overwhelming!

In one night in the ghost town, many monks made up enough kalpas to see in a lifetime.It seems that Jiexiu is not Jiexiu, but a handful of Xiutong, which is too worthless.

There are many monks who are ashamed. In normal times, they still look down upon one place and one side, but some people call them seniors when they come out.But now I know that after practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, I am not even qualified to carry a sedan chair for others. Looking at it from a distance, it is already a blessing of the third generation.

Who is in that plain sedan chair?

The bearers who carry the sedan chair are all robbers who are in the upper realm of the flood, so the realm of the people in the sedan chair can't be imagined?
Under the shadow of the Ziyou flag, the plain sedan chair emitted a faint halo. Is this another mysterious figure in Ziyou City?

"Zhan Long, Jin Feng, stay safe and don't be impatient!" A man's voice came out from inside the plain colored sedan, his voice was quite magnetic, calm and calm, but it showed the style of a king.

"Yes!" As soon as the voice came out, Zhan Long and Jin Feng hurriedly bowed, their attitudes were extremely respectful, without any hesitation, they stood with their hands down, on both sides of the plain colored sedan chair.

In the void, the blood dragon, black phoenix, purple secluded holy flag, and the six major calamities all became the background and embellishment of this plain sedan chair.

But Granny Qianhua looked at the plain sedan chair, her eyes were full of sadness, she was almost on the verge of tears, but more of it was deep despair.

She knew that once the sedan chair got out, neither she nor Amu would be able to leave today.

In fact, she had doubts for a long time, how could Ziyou City allow only two holy envoys to come to Haihuang with the Ziyou Holy Banner's deity?That doesn't conform to the rules of Ziyou City.

When Ziyou Shengqi's deity came to the world, there must be more important people accompanying him.However, she didn't know who it would be.No matter what Granny Qianhua thinks, even if she thinks of the city lord Ziyou coming in person, she would never have thought that this plain sedan chair would appear.

There is such a plain colored sedan chair in the whole Ziyou City, but it has not been carried out for 7000 years.Because it belongs to a character who has been sleeping in reincarnation.

"Qianhua, I haven't seen you in 7000 years, it seems like a lifetime away!" At this time, the man's magnetic voice came from the sedan chair, but it was full of emotion and sadness.

"Third... Young Master!" Grandma Qian Hua's voice trembled slightly, and she answered, "You... woke up..."

"Yeah!" The man in the small sedan seemed to nod his head, and sighed again, "Seventeen thousand years is like a dream. When I wake up, the sun, moon and stars are still rotating, but flowers bloom and fall, and things are different!"

The rotation of the sun, the moon and the stars is still there, but flowers bloom and fall, and things are different!
In this sentence, how many vicissitudes of the past, how many endless sorrows, how many unknown meanings are there?
Even Qianhua may not understand everything!When each other's worlds are no longer intertwined, then there must be a lack of understanding.

"Qianhua, come back to the city with me! With me here, I will definitely give you fairness!" The man in the sedan chair said slowly.

Granny Qianhua's body shook, and two lines of muddy and cold tears finally flowed down.

She knew that the man in the sedan chair would never lie to her, but she still would not go back.Because, many things have happened, they will not change.

Back then, how much she wished for him to wake up, how many times she shed tears and looked at the mountain where he retreated!But he must have fallen asleep peacefully like that, reincarnated peacefully like that, and practiced peacefully like that.

"7000 years, you woke up too late too late! Everything is over!" After a while, Granny Qianhua controlled her emotions and said slowly.

Time cannot be reversed!

No matter what it is, love and hate, it comes too late, it has no meaning and flavor, only there is nothing left to hate.

"Qianhua, come back to the city with me. I will use my supernatural power to reverse the time and restore your beautiful face!" Although the voice of the person in the sedan chair was as calm as possible, there was still a slight ripple.

Unparalleled mana, time is reversed!What kind of cultivation and courage is this?At this time, even the green devil changed color slightly, the cultivation of the person in the sedan chair was too high.

"Hehe!" Granny Qianhua shook her head and smiled wryly, "Third son, Qianhua, the former dragon clan, is dead. Even if you have all kinds of magic powers to restore my youthful appearance, what's the point? , and can’t change everything. The current Qianhua is just an old woman, don’t bother the third son! If you miss the slightest friendship in the past, let us go, Qianhua is very grateful!"

Everyone was shocked!To be able to make the lonely Qianhua mother-in-law say such words is enough to show how powerful the person in the sedan chair is, otherwise, even if there is even the slightest possibility of escape, even if the soul is scattered and she falls into reincarnation forever, with Qianhua's temperament, she will never speak like this .

"The heart is no longer the heart. Even a fairy Buddha can't change everything?" The man in the sedan chair repeated Qian Hua's words, but there was a hint of confusion in his words, "Then what's the point of my 7000 years of cultivation?"

However, it is obvious that the man in the sedan chair is a man of firm mind, and that kind of confusion is only fleeting.

"Qianhua, I, Ziyou City, have been guarding the Sea Desolate China for generations! All things should be prioritized in the Sea Desolate China, there is nothing wrong with that!" the man in the sedan chair said firmly.

"What the third son said is correct!" Granny Qianhua paused, "However, I believe that the second young lady can see farther, and she can't be wrong!"

"Heavenly Girl Huanhua!" The man in the sedan chair seemed to be thinking about these four words suddenly, as if these four words contained some unsolved secret.

"Where is Huanhua?" The man in the sedan chair was silent for a while, and the string of white jade wind chimes on the sedan chair curtain resounded a little more eagerly.

"I really don't know!" Grandma Qianhua smiled wryly.This sentence is not a lie.Six realms of reincarnation, where is the illusory flower soul of the celestial girl, and how does Granny Qianhua know?

"Qianhua, if I had been awake back then, I would have never let Huanhua come to the sea, and I would have made a big mistake in the end! However, the matter has come to this point, there is no turning back! You and this young man, return to the city with me!" In the sedan chair The man spoke politely, with a gentle tone, but in fact, he had exactly the same meaning as what Jin Feng said just now.

The third son of Ziyou City, how can he refuse his words?
Granny Qianhua looked at the plain sedan chair, and sneered: "Third son, you are so talented! Back then, the heavenly lady said that your achievements in the past were determined to be higher than hers! But, you can't be exempt! I also believe in the theory of innocence! What's more , this young man is not a child at all!"

"Yes or no! Go back to the city and decide freely! I can guarantee that he will be fine." The tone of the man in the sedan chair was indifferent, but his attitude was firm and he would not be moved by Qianhua at all.

"In this case, third son, if you don't want to miss the old friendship, please do it! Qianhua has already said that if you want to take away Mo Lang's successor, please step on Qianhua's corpse! This is the second lady's order." Qianhua's mother-in-law said decisively, Did not say anything more.He knew the characters of the three young masters, they were too stubborn to change.

The man in the sedan chair was a little silent.

7000 years of sleeping in reincarnation, the man in the sedan chair has a different way of cultivation, the immortal heart is firm, and it is difficult to make waves.Even if there are microwaves, it will be calm in an instant.

Those with great ambition must have perseverance!What's more, people who step on immortals?Many things, in the past, they will regard as floating clouds.

Even if thousands of flowers are beautiful and swaying back then, it will not change the immortal's persistent heart!What they pursue is always the way!
"Forget it!" The voice of the man in the sedan chair remained the same, "Qianhua, we will see you again in 7000 years, but I didn't expect you to look like this. Then let me go against your will once and take you away forcibly!"

The tone of the man in the sedan chair seemed to be saying a very ordinary thing. It was really not difficult for him to take Qianhua and Amu away!

This time, if it wasn't for Guan Qianhua and Chizi, he wouldn't have come to Haihuang Shenzhou.

"Crossing the long sword, singing on the snow, the eternity is long, and the fingers are passing by! Let the world grow old, with a beautiful face and white hair, who can know me? The world of mortals has no limit, who is a fairy? Who is a demon?..."

The singing voice from the sedan chair is clear and distant, desolate and heroic.This is the song of separation and hatred that Huanhua used to sing aloud back then.As soon as this song comes out, Huanhua will definitely kill Da Neng, and above the deserted sea, there will be a bloody storm.

This song of separation and hatred is almost the nightmare of Haihuang's funeral song.

At this time, the man in the sedan chair sang the song of parting and regretting, and his intentions were self-evident, but the man in the sedan chair did not get out of the sedan chair at all.

I saw that the white jade wind chime on the sedan chair swayed and tinkled chaotically, and a round of green energy gradually radiated from the small sedan chair.

When Qing Mozi saw it, his face changed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)