Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 423 – Love is like chasing after the wind, hate like morning dew
Sikong Yu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she was also carrying her luggage, and Sikong Que, who was still alive, was sitting peacefully in a wheelchair.

"It's a blessing to be able to keep this life! This is also thanks to the semi-finished product of the Dragon Soul Pill! Otherwise, I would have died by now!"

The emperors of the Sikong family all had a Dragon Soul Pill that was nourished by the temperature of the emperor, but the one of Sikong Que was never condensed and completed due to many unknown reasons, and it was only a semi-finished product until his death.

After leaving Shengjing City that day, Sikong Yu immediately took the uncondensed Dragon Soul Pill to Sikong Que, barely saving his life!

On the night before the accident, Que Er rushed to the Shuiyue Nunnery where she lived in the Regent's Palace.

What he said was unimaginable, there was a rift in time and space, so she could find out Bian Ji's past and present life, and reconnect with him.

"Time is running out, let's go!"

Huyan Wangzhen looked at the unconscious Sikong Que with some melancholy, and thought to himself that his appearance might have entered the rift of time and space, and it was more or less ominous.But having reached an agreement with him, he can only bite the bullet and continue to fulfill his promise.

He helped Sikong Yu push Sikong Que into the prepared wooden boat, and the group headed towards the tomb of the ancestor. According to the suicide note left by Hu Yanji, the space-time rift was under the Milky Way at that time.

The reason why Sikong Que was seriously injured in Yanbei that day, and there were even traces of fierce beasts biting his body, was because Sikong Que, Huyan Wangzhen and others joined hands to enter the tomb of the ancestor, trying to find the space-time rift mentioned in the suicide note.

Sikong Que had already prepared a way out for himself in advance, if the person Li Qingmei chose to spend the rest of his life with was not him, then he would follow Huyan Wangzhen and others, and leave this world that made him despair!
It's a pity that the space-time rift is extremely dangerous, he must not let Xiao Nianqing be in danger, otherwise he would really like to take his son away!

Li Qingmei once said that time and space exist in parallel to each other. Since he in this time and space has lost Li Qingmei, then he will go to another time and space to find her. Even if he is close to death, he will find her!This time, he will definitely not miss Li Qingmei!
It's just that he wanted to escape the golden cicada's shell by feigning death, and completely disintegrate those cronies attached to him, but he didn't want Feng Zhanzuo to intervene horizontally, which almost killed him on the spot!

Although Sikong Que couldn't respond to everything around him at this time, he could keenly sense the disturbances in the outside world, and he was a little apprehensive and excited when he was finally about to set off.

He was anxious because he didn't know if he could find another her smoothly, but he was excited that he could have another chance to get Li Qingmei.Even if it was a one in ten thousand chance, he would give it a try!
"Hurry up! The space-time rift is a moving existence. After tonight, the next time I come to Xinghe, I don't know it will be the year of the monkey!"

A group of people hurried to the edge of the blood pool and put the five pitch-black wooden boats that had been prepared on the edge of the blood pool.

Their movements were very light, for fear of disturbing the god carp in the blood pool.

These five strangely shaped wooden boats were made by stealing the remains of the previous Tianmai walkers when Sikong Que and Huyan Wangzhen broke into the tomb of their ancestors last time.It's more like a coffin than a wooden boat.

King Huyan crushed these remains and mixed them with cinnabar, then added black dog blood and black lacquer. During this period, they used the cinnabar mixed with the remains to repeatedly carve spells on the golden nanmu day and night. With great strength, it took a year to create these five bullying coffins!

The so-called deceiving coffin is naturally to deceive the special magnetic field in the gap in time and space, because only people like Li Qingmei can be recognized by the magnetic field in the gap, otherwise it will definitely cause strong repulsion, and the consequences will be disastrous!

"Including you two foreigners, we have a total of thirteen people. I have already reached an agreement with Sikong Que. He will monopolize one bullying coffin, so there are four left. This bullying coffin can only bear three people at most. Team, Sikong Yu, you and I and the Huyanlou team!"

"Que'er, can he do it alone?"

Sikong Yu looked at Sikong Que who had been placed in the coffin by Huyan Wangzhen with some anxiety, but Que'er had already reached an agreement with Huyan Wangzhen in advance, so she naturally couldn't force others to make things difficult for her.

"His coffin is a little different from ours!"

Huyan Wangzhen looked at the coffin, still unavoidably terrified, and looked at Sikong Que with a little admiration in his eyes.

"What's the difference? Why didn't I see it?"

Sikong Yu walked around the coffin several times, but he still couldn't see any difference between the coffin where Sikong Que was located and the other coffins.

"This is the way of heaven, don't say it!"

As Huyan Wangzhen said, he covered Sikong Que's coffin, nailed the nails, and then gently pushed it towards the center of the blood pool, but saw that the coffin was slowly sinking into the blood pool carried by countless red or green carp center.

After only one cup of tea, the blood pool returned to calm again. Seeing this, Huyan Wangzhen breathed a sigh of relief, so he followed the same pattern and pushed the other three coffins containing the clansmen into the blood pool one by one.

Only then did Sikong Yu suddenly realize that the spells he was chanting, the gestures he made to push the coffin, and the direction in which the coffin entered the pool of blood were completely different from that of Sikong Que's coffin.

"Will something happen to him?"

"I don't know! But branding that person's soul on the bullying coffin, it is destined that the gap he walks through will be a hundred times more tragic than the one we have experienced!"

"I can only wish him luck! Let's go!"

Huyan Wangzhen summoned the two macaques that had just been brought in, both of them were intelligent and alert, at this time Sikong Yu and Huyan Wangzhen were lying in the bullying coffin to use their internal force to reduce the weight of the coffin.

The cries of macaques came from around the coffin, and immediately the coffin began to slide slowly.

After feeling the coffin being slowly pushed into the pool of blood by the two rather spiritual macaques, and hearing the splash of water, the three people in the coffin all restrained their breath and assumed a state of suspended animation.

Sikong Yu could only feel that her whole body was enveloped by a chilly ghostly aura that seemed to come from hell. In the darkness, it seemed that there were countless icy and bone-chilling fingers brushing her cheeks.

She was sure it wasn't a hallucination, she could even feel the sound of sharp teeth biting something...

At this time, Sikong Que only felt that there were crackling sounds like lightning flashing across the night sky, but what he didn't know was that the coffin he was in and Sikong Yu's bullying coffin had already sunk into the pool of blood. Parting ways, going in different directions.

The other four coffins were all moving towards a blue light, but Sikong Que's coffin kept sinking towards the depths of the dark pool of blood...

(End of this chapter)