God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 1

Zhen Guogong Mansion, mourning hall.

The white gauze is light and floating, and the shadows are indistinct.

Waves of wind poured in from various vents, and the oil lamps flickered out. Accompanied by the eerie whirring sound, some choking weeping was covered up.

"Really dead?"

A soft, indifferent voice sounded out of the silence of the moment, without any emotion.

"Really, the slave saw it with his own eyes, it is impossible to fake it."

Ying Huo nodded slightly, and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a bang from inside the coffin.

There was not much noise, and it was a bit creepy in the quiet and lifeless environment at the moment.

"Oh my god!" Little Fuzi was startled, pinched his orchid fingers and hid behind Yinghuo, terrified.

"what sound?!"

Win confusion: "..."

The sound of your imminent death, don't be happy.

"Go and have a look." He lifted his chin towards the coffin.

Xiao Fuzi swallowed.

"……Yes."

He tiptoedly stood beside the coffin, not moving or not moving, he was struggling, and quietly peeked inside.

Tonight was the last night of the vigil, and the coffin was still unsealed, and he seemed to be able to see half of his white clothes.

next moment--

The person in the coffin sat up with a whoosh!
"Mom!!!"

Little Fuzi was so frightened by the change that he made a dolphin sound on the spot, and hid behind Yingzhuo without seeing anything clearly.

If the fear of death didn't stop him, he really wanted to pull his sleeves.

Yinghuo didn't have time to watch him play tricks at the moment, and stared at the man who sat up from the coffin.

Qian Lai was dumbfounded by his shout.

Is she scary? ? ?
"Well, I'm alive. Don't be scared to death... In fact, you can also lie in the coffin in the future. It's quite comfortable. If you don't believe me, come in and try."

Qian Lai was hard at selling, and by the way, raised her eyes to see who was talking about her death in front of her casket.

At this glance, his eyes lit up a little.

The young man was standing beside the coffin, wearing a black black robe with a golden auspicious dragon pattern tattooed on the hem, shining golden light under the flickering firelight.

With his back to the light, his face was hidden in the shadows, and his skin seemed to be bloodless, gloomy white, his eyelids were slightly dark, and his beautiful eyelids drooped.

Although the corners of his lips were raised, it couldn't give people the feeling that he was smiling.

Qian Lai thought inappropriately, this person seems to have climbed up from the ground, and has not seen the light all year round, so he is more suitable for the coffin than her.

"You fart, the Sa family saw that you were dead just now! Tell me, are you a human or a ghost!"

Trembling, Xiao Fuzi pointed out an orchid, and the hand that pointed at Qian Lai was trembling.

Qian Lai was speechless.

She lay down beside the coffin and tilted her head.

"Have you ever seen such a beautiful ghost? Besides, look at me and him, who do you think is more like a ghost?"

"Hearing you say that seems like... a fart!"

When Ying Huo's eyes caught him, Xiao Fuzi reined in the precipice, almost being led off the road, and stood up to spit at Xingzi.

"How can you compare with His Majesty?!"

His Majesty?

Qian Lai blinked.

She remembered having this memory just now.

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