nine coffins

Chapter 622 Servant of the Three Realms!Who stole power and time!
In Silent Valley, in front of the thatched cottage.

Accompanied by half a round of black sun and countless ancient tombs, the two old men who have gone through many calamities and hardships, exchanged glasses, laughed and cursed, and seemed to have the most joy in the world.

However, many of the conversations between them may not be understood by others even if they are in front of them.All the laughter may be just a superficial appearance.

That jug of wine will never end, and it will be poured out whenever it is poured, and the fragrance will disperse in all directions.The two old men seemed to be slightly drunk.In fact, how could they be drunk?It's just that I yearn for the taste and feeling of being drunk in my heart.

"Old bird, do you think those venerables were free back then?" The white-browed old man held the lamp with one hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Freedom? Hehe!" Hua Hun sneered, "Back then, except for ghosts, who dared to talk about freedom, who was so chic? Demons are free? Immortals are free? Or are demons and ghosts free? Or gods, Buddhas , and the pair of phoenixes, etc.? The dead ones, the dead ones, the sealed ones, the missing ones. In my opinion, they really live comfortably without me, an old bird. Even, they are not as good as you ..."

"Then tell me, what are they tossing about?" The white-browed old man interrupted the old man Huahun, and then let out a sulky breath, seemingly puzzled.

"Let's play! Children play football, adults play cards, mortals want to eat and wear, and immortals seek eternal life. Those old monsters in the realm of eternity and the realm of veneration, use the Three Realms as a chess game, and play chess! Don't be lonely."

The old man Huahun looked through everything and pretended to be profound, but his words were quite bluffing.

"Oh?" The white-browed old man seemed to look at the old man with a little surprise, "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you have gained a lot of knowledge. What you said is still level!"

"Must!" The old man Huahun was complacent, "Between black and white, rush to intercept and kill. If the magic continent is destroyed, there will still be blood moons. If the blood moon is gone, there will still be seven stars. When the seven stars are gone, go to the sea again." Desolation. The three realms are boundless, maybe that great celestial being will come out of nowhere and recreate the world. Then continue playing, life and death, and repeat itself!"

Originally, the painting soul old man had a bit of a sarcastic taste.However, as he talked, he himself felt that this was the truth.Can't help but let out a long sigh and drank the wine in the glass.In fact, he can't see through it either.

The white-browed old man looked at Hua Hun with a look of admiration.

"Old bird, you can still be promoted, right? Look at your state of mind, the future is limitless! The great god, you must belong!"

The old man Huahun gave the old man with white eyebrows a cold look, knowing that he was being sarcastic.

"Promotion is a fart! Yuan Xian, already is our limit. If it wasn't for those venerables, would we still be able to live until now? Still promoted? Old guy, return your heart?" Hua Hun suddenly smirked, "You old man, Don't you know that many things can only be imagined when you are old? What's the use of mind? Otherwise, why don't you marry a few wives?"

After all, the old man of painting soul laughed "haha".

"You think I can't marry? Shit! My old man doesn't want to marry, but I'm better than you? Do you understand the body of immortality? It's the body of immortality!" The old man with white eyebrows was no longer angry at this time, but knew how to fight back against the old man who painted the soul up.

"Hahaha!" the old man Huahun laughed, "Do you really think you are a descendant of the Phoenix? But, how about, wait until this world stops. Let's marry another one, and then a pear tree will crush the crabapple! No matter Shura's, It's still a girl from Haihuang, they are all pretty. You haven't seen it, they are much better than the female ghost you guard!"

"Hahaha! This matter is feasible!" The old man with white eyebrows also looked up to the sky and laughed.Then, the two drank a glass again, but the wine was overflowing.

In the Three Realms, in fact, few people can understand the desolation in their laughter, because no one knows their past.

In the night, the laughter is gone, and the mountain wind is blowing the black and white trees, rustling.

"But, they play like this, can we just accompany them?" After a while, the white-browed old man frowned, seemingly dissatisfied and angry.

"Hey! No one is forcing you to accompany you. If you don't play, you go! But, aren't we just serving tea and water to wait for the bureau's life?" The old man Huahun laughed at himself.

"The three realms are a chess game, they play chess, we will accompany and serve you! Hehe, interesting!" The white-browed old man smiled helplessly.

"What's the matter?" The old man Huahun sneered, "We can at least take a look at the chess game, and help pick up pieces if we have nothing to do. Many people are still looking outside the courtyard, desperately wanting to enter the house, looking anxiously? Aren't there many people playing with you here? Isn't Wuhen Valley your pawn? Drunk Demon Luo, those ghosts are not your acquiescence, so they probably won't be able to gain a foothold in the Shura world, right? Or, this cemetery is too dark used!"

"It makes sense! It makes sense!" A gleam flashed in the eyes of the white-browed old man, and then he didn't say much, just chanted these two sentences without knowing what they meant.

"The black-gauze girl, what's going on? She should be someone from the Netherworld, so why isn't she under control?" the old man Huahun said suddenly.

"Huh?" The white-browed old man looked at Hua Hun vigilantly, "I can't see through her! There are many things we don't know! The more you know, the faster you die!"

"Could it be that you didn't release her?" The old man Huahun was slightly taken aback, looking at the old man with white eyebrows in disbelief.

"Old bird, did you make a mistake? I am the tomb guard, not Mingzun! What is it, do I have any say?" The white-browed old man said angrily, "I also tell you that the ghosts of the drunk demon Luo, It has nothing to do with me, it's not that I acquiesce or not, but that I can't touch them at all. How powerful are those armors? Also, who knows what happened to the black yarn you mentioned?"

The old man Huahun was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help pointing at the nose of the old man with white eyebrows, and said angrily: "Trash! Talking about you, there is no point in being here! This one can't move, you don't know about that one, why are you here for the elderly?"

"Put your hands down! This is my territory, why don't you chop off your bird claws and eat them with vinegar!" The old man with white eyebrows said slightly, "I'm trash, and you are trash!"

"Humph! I'll eat it for you, do you dare to eat it?" The old man Huahun looked angry, but immediately took his hand back.

"Beware of that girl in black gauze, she seems to be a ghost, maybe she came here after the two coffins." The white-browed old man said lightly.

"Could it be someone from Mingzun?" The old man Huahun restrained his anger, and when he stopped the wine glass in his hand after hearing Baimei's words, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said seriously.

"Perhaps, it's not enough!" The white-browed old man couldn't help being shocked when he heard it, "But I really don't know. But, don't forget that there are still existences at the level of venerables in the Three Realms!"

"Anyone who belongs to me can't touch mine!" the old man Huahun said coldly.

"Don't gossip here, I'll guard the tomb and love whoever you want!" The white-browed old man said impatiently, "If you have the ability, go to the bottom of the tomb and talk about it, why are you arguing about it?"

The old man Huahun glared at the old man with white eyebrows, and couldn't help but really didn't dare to answer.

"By the way, there is one more thing. When I woke up, I felt that the time in this Demon Continent was going so fast. It didn't seem to be like this before? Isn't the time in the three realms unified?"

"I'm also surprised? It should be ten times faster than before." The white-browed old man frowned. "I can't explain this. It seems that it has been like this since the last Three Worlds War."

"Moreover, the entire Blood Moon, and even the entire Asura World's fairy spirit is decreasing bit by bit. Even the fairy energy in my place is much thinner. It seems that something has absorbed the entire Shura's power. Also It seems that someone is stealing the time. However, perhaps, this is the result of the collision of the coffins and the change of time and space."

"Drain strength, steal time. Nine coffins? Nine coffins!" The old man of painting soul frowned and nodded, thoughtful, but didn't say anything else.

"Perhaps, we are almost at the end of the day. Everything should come to an end, or recreate the world!" The white-browed old man looked at Gao Tian's half-round black sun, "Sometimes, eternal life is also a kind of pain!"

"The catastrophe of tens of thousands of years is about to come. Mo Lang said, everyone who should wake up will wake up! Just wait, you have lived for countless thousands of years, and there are still thousands of years left? My old man, but I want to play again!" Said the old man Huahun, and got up.

"It's time to go!" The white-browed old man sighed.

"Let's go! You are alive and happy, I might come to kill you!" The old man Huahun smiled strangely.

"Will you die if you don't blow it? Neither of us can kill the other, otherwise can we drink? Get out! Get out!" The white-browed old man sneered.

"Take care!" The old man Huahun smiled faintly, and then clasped his fists together, "It's just that the wine is bad, it's tasteless, it's not good!"

At the end, he left a sentence that deserved a beating, but the old man Huahun disappeared.

The white-browed old man, holding the wine in a daze, was a little lost, and looked blankly at the endless tombs in the Valley of Silence.

"Bullshit! You blinded my wine for nothing!"

No one knew that the person who drank with him just now was actually his deadly enemy.

As time goes by, a lot can change!
Today, because of the changes in the Three Realms, there are very few people who can talk to him.The common experience in the past made him and Huahun, such a waiter of the Three Realms, a little like an enemy and a friend.

Three worlds, so many stories, how wonderful!

(End of this chapter)