nine coffins

Chapter 535 Tribulation Fate!Live by the devil, die by the devil!

The purple light curtain interprets the legend of Magic Lang and Tiannv.

Amu looked at everything and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.In Shura time, Kuching Guoliu Town nearly 10 years ago was still barren.Mo Lang and Huan Hua sat side by side on a huge red rock.Unfortunately, in this world, there is no sunset, sunrise, and moonlight.

But at this time, Huanhua is not a witch.Perhaps, Huanhua will never get lost in front of Mo Lang.

Black and white days alternate rotation.

Two people, two hearts.Demon Lord and Goddess, they first built the ancient house of the Wang family on this wasteland, and then gradually the entire Liu Town.

The stone tablet at the entrance of the town was transformed from that huge stone.At that time, Huanhua took a green willow branch from his hand and smiled.

Mo Lang swiped lightly with his index finger, and the stone chips fell down one after another, and there were two ancient seal characters——Liu Zhen!
"Liu" and "Liu" are homophonic.In Liuzhen, Mo Lang hopes that all the good things between him and Huanhua can be kept here, so that Huanhua will never get lost.

"There is Wang's house first, and then there is Liu's town!" Amu looked at the purple light curtain and smiled faintly.It seems that the legend of Liu Zhen is completely correct.Molang and Huanhua created Liuzhen.

I don't know when, in the purple light curtain, Mo Lang's black clothes were replaced by the green shirt that Shen Lang liked in his previous life.The celestial maiden Huanhua concealed her shocking cultivation and murderous aura, and also concealed the purple sword glow between her eyebrows.

What's more, at some point, within the purple light curtain, the door of the Wang family opened, and a strange five or six-year-old girl in red suddenly popped out from the front.

"Yu'er? Ghost?" Amu was taken aback, he really wanted to know where this ghost came from, but the purple light curtain skipped over it.Amu only sighed softly.

The ghost's identity is still a mystery.

However, that ghost was wearing a little red dress, exactly the same as Yu'er when he was a child, and Amu smiled naturally.

Guier and Yuer should be alone!
A family of three, happy and harmonious.Mo Lang and Huan Hua are like the most ordinary people in the Three Realms.

Liu Zhen began to have someone else.The first person to come to Liuzhen was a dying man rescued by Mo Lang and Huan Hua.The second and third people who came to Liuzhen looked like a pair of mother and daughter refugees from Kuching.

The light curtain flashed for an unknown number of years.The person who first came to Liu Town passed away.Later, his son and grandson also passed away.The second and third mother and daughter who came to Liuzhen died, and their children and grandchildren also died.

However, Mo Lang, Tiannv, including Yu'er, nothing has changed.Two never grow old, one never grows up.

I don't know how many years later, Liu Town gradually became lively.

Mo Lang made coffins every day, and passed on the skills of making coffins to the people in Liu Town.Wang Fan became the most prestigious person in Liu Town.Huanhua has also completely integrated herself into the lives of ordinary people. Hua Niangzi's female celebrity is imitated everywhere.Ghost is in Liu Town, leading many children to make a fuss. She is the king of children who can control ghosts.

Liuzhen's coffin became famous in Kuching.Because, in the light curtain, outsiders began to come to ask for coffins, and there was an endless stream of vehicles of various colors.

Life in Liuzhen is flourishing.However, Liu Town is still Liu Town, no one dares to change the structure of Liu Town, it seems that they have all received the training from their ancestors.

Liu Town is still in the hustle and bustle, maintaining tranquility.The whole Liu Town is peaceful and ordinary.Wang Fan, Hua Niangzi, including Guier, seem to be able to live peacefully like this forever.

However, Amu finally saw the step that he had always doubted in his heart.

Miss Hua, I'm sick!

Amu didn't know how many years the purple light curtain had skipped.However, that should not be Hua Niangzi's first illness, but the first time it was so serious.Although, Wang Fan is extremely calm, even Guier is very calm.

On that day, the doors of the entire royal family were closed.A faint brilliance appeared in the entire Wang family's courtyard.That's a forbidden picture!That is the ultimate restriction and protection laid down by Mo Lang.

Everything is like an enemy, but in an orderly manner.

The celestial girl Huanhua was lying in the room where Amu once visited Wang Fan.She was lying on the stone bed, her eyes were blurred, and her eyes were full of strange brilliance.At this time, Huanhua was completely lost.

Purple awns and black air gather together like clouds.Huan Hua's face was enveloped in black air.However, her whole body was covered with fairy talismans, and the entire stone bed was covered with countless talismans.

Endless resentment and killing intent!Demonization, this is Hua Niangzi's disease.

If anyone from Liu Town saw all this at this time, they would definitely go crazy.Because, at this time, the gentle and kind Hua Niangzi in their hearts had a bloodthirsty look in their eyes, ferocious and strange.At this time, Lady Hua is not Fan, but a demon.

The murderous aura all over him and the resentment and anger of the Three Realms are the cohesion of generations.

If it wasn't for being imprisoned by the forbidden map in this house, and everything in the palace was completely sealed, then the wrath of the goddess, I am afraid that the entire Zhanzhi Continent would be buried with it.

Goodbye, Mo Lang sat cross-legged in the house, and at this time he resumed the appearance of Mo Lang's clothes.In the hands of Mo Lang, a very strange spell was formed, but it was not a sea spell.Amu didn't even know what kind of weird spell it was.

The seal in his hand changed, and the brilliance of the strange technique spread out, and the void was filled with tadpole-like characters and seals.But Gui'er didn't know when, closed his eyes, pinched a seal formula with his little hand, and quietly suspended in the air.

The technique in Mo Lang's hands kept changing.Myriad phenomena, mysterious and blurred, endless.Mo Lang's expression was calm, but there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, because it was a technique that must not have the slightest deviation.

Under Mo Lang's technique, wisps of black air overflowed from Huan Hua's body.

Those black air were decomposed in the void.

Part of it was completely filled between Mo Lang's eyebrows.A small whirlpool formed between Mo Lang's eyebrows.And the other part was actually sucked into the mouth by the ghost floating in the void.

Gui'er's red clothes radiated light, and his immature face was surprisingly calm.

"Huh?" Amu frowned.Amu understood Mo Lang's use of spells to disperse and suppress Huanhua's demon-killing aura.However, he never imagined that the ghost could absorb and dissolve that trace of devilish energy.You must know that it is the resentment of the demons of the Three Realms, and every trace of it will cause endless disasters.

This process seems to have lasted for a long time, and Amu remembered what old man Liu said, that when Miss Hua got sick, Guier couldn't go out.It seems that if there were no ghosts, even Mo Lang would have a hard time suppressing the eruption of magic energy in Huan Hua.

Gradually, the magic on Huanhua's body diminished.Until one day, it completely disappears.The blurred eyes gradually cleared up, but Huanhua slowly closed her eyes, as if falling asleep due to exhaustion.

Then, Huanhua's body on the stone bed floated up.Goodbye, on the special wall of Wang Fan's room, there was an instant burst of light.

"Boom-"

Although he couldn't hear the sound, Amu could feel the vibration of the wall.The dazzling purple light came out from the light curtain, and Amu couldn't help squinting slightly, because the light was too strong.

It seemed to be a secret door.Vaguely, Amu could only see what seemed to be a woman's boudoir, with endless flowers floating inside.Huan Hua's body flew straight in, and then the door slowly closed again.

"If there is love, it will flow for thousands of years, without competing for the day and night; is there no hatred? Ask for reincarnation for a hundred generations, but it is fate!" Those two lines of words shone on the wall, like an oath.

Mo Lang and Gui Er stood in the house, seemingly waiting.

I don't know how many days and nights passed before the secret door opened again.

The Huan Hua who walked out has completely recovered in the eyes of Mrs. Hua, but there are tears in her eyes.The ghost threw himself into her arms all at once, and must have called "Mom" in his mouth.

Mo Lang smiled, hugged Huan Hua, and the black clothes on his body instantly turned blue.

The door of the Wang family's ancient house opened, and the family of three left the house.At that moment, half of the daylight was hanging high, and the whole Liu Town was breezy, very warm.The smiles of the three people were extremely bright.

Day after day, year after year.

Such scenes kept reappearing in the purple light curtain.However, Amu felt that the time of Huanhua's attack seemed to be getting longer and longer.Mo Lang and Yu'er's suppression and resolution became more and more difficult, and Huanhua was already on the verge of collapse several times.

Until one day, it should have been a peaceful day.

The lady Hua who was carrying a basket on the long street of Liuzhen suddenly changed her expression, and a strange color flashed in her eyes.

Hua Niangzi cried out that it was not good, so she hurried to Wang's house, but she hadn't reached Wang's house yet.In Huan Hua's eyes, there was already a trace of bloody look.This time the onset seemed to be extremely rapid.

As soon as the black gate of the Wang family was opened, the forbidden pictures laid down by Mo Lang could no longer suppress Huanhua.

"Wow—" Huanhua spat out a mouthful of blood

Lily dressed in purple, with long hair flying around, Hua Niangzi instantly became a real goddess.The purple sword between the brows is about to emerge.The purple arcs around him seemed to be chirping.

"If there is love, it will flow for thousands of years, without competing for the day and night; don't you have no hatred? Begging for reincarnation for a hundred generations, but it is fate!" At this time, an ethereal voice came from Amu's ear.In the purple light curtain, a bewitching purple glow flashed in the eyes of the celestial girl Huanhua.

Royal backyard!

In the purple light curtain, Amu saw the nine coffins and a pool of purple awns in front of him.The celestial girl Huanhua, with a flash of absoluteness in her eyes, plunged directly into the purple pool.

"Mo Lang, don't worry about it anymore! God, it's irreversible! Let me be born and die because of the devil!"

(End of this chapter)