Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

After Chen Yan stepped over the body, he saw a face vaguely across the front cover of the thick ice coffin.

But it was only vague enough to show how beautiful the face should be.

Chen Yan pushed the sarcophagus away. When he saw the man inside, he forgot how to breathe.

The man inside had closed eyes, a long body and a moon white robe. Two white and almost transparent fingers overlapped in front of the waist, and the pale fingertips just covered the elegant waist cover embroidered with exquisite patterns.

A head of silver scattered on the jade pillow, cold, dust, as if this person does not belong to this world. Only the eyelashes are black, but the thick eyelashes are also stained with white frost. The red lips seem to have an upturned arc. The skin is white to almost transparent, and has no time to be almost lifeless. It is as beautiful as a fine porcelain, which makes people can't bear to touch it. It's a kind of blasphemy to be close to it.

Chen Yan's breath was very shallow. He just wanted to touch the person he was thinking about at night, but suddenly the man in the coffin opened his eyes.

Red eyes full of banter, lying in the coffin looking at Chen Yan's eyes with a faint evil spirit, red eyes and silver hair, closed eyes are banished immortals, open eyes is the devil.

He gently opened his mouth, even if he hadn't spoken for thousands of years, his voice was still clear and pleasant, like a jade bead falling to the ground, "Terran, you are coveting your own."

After that, he dragged Chen Yan into the coffin without waiting for Chen Yan to react. Then, the front cover of the ice coffin was closed heavily, and only the two of them were breathing.

Chen Yan only felt a pain in his neck. Something sharp pierced his neck.

And then there was the smell of blood.

Chen Yan knew that he had not drunk human blood for thousands of years. He should have been very uncomfortable. He did not stop him. But he could not help touching his hair. The silver thread was wrapped around his fingertips and had a different softness.

After a while, Dong Shuming's voice was a little hoarse, "Terran, your blood taste is good."

"Drink more, then."

"Bang!" The front cover of the ice coffin fell to the ground. Dong Shuming took out a white silk handkerchief from somewhere and wiped the corners of his lips gracefully. "Terran, you are different from other people. I'm afraid other people will be scared to death at this time."

After wiping the residual blood on the corner of his lip, Dong Xiuming looked at the dirty silk handkerchief's frown, and threw it on Chen Yan's shoulder like a reward, "Terran, I will reward you, wipe your wound."

After saying that, he slowly stepped out of the ice coffin, long body jade stand, silver scattered, should be out of the dust, but with unspeakable evil.

"For thousands of years, I am alive again, ha ha ha Old man of heaven, you can't kill me. I will pay for it The arrogant voice resounded through the tomb, which was indescribably cold and ghostly. If he was timid, he would be scared to faint at the moment.

Chen Yan was almost speechless.

"System, isn't this man a little stupid?"

"Host, please bear with me. It's your daughter-in-law. Don't dislike it."

"Lying trough How did he become the second form of this painting? " From the last world, Chen Yan couldn't accept the contrast.

"Host, please bear with me."

Over and over the system is to let Chen Yan endure.

OK, Chen Yanren.

However, he couldn't help striking him. "It's not your kind of world now. There should be no way of heaven now. There are but a few Taoist priests. Besides you, there should be a few vampires. You Well, if you go out and see it. "

Dongxiuming suddenly came forward and grabbed Chen Yan's neck. His eyes were full of killing intention, "what do you mean by this?"

Chen Yan didn't like to roll his eyes, "literally."