[You can't connect to "death" behind the killing. If you kill someone, it is too straightforward, no, because the annihilation sounds more literary. I think this kind of kind words are

. Is this protecting them ...?]

Grassy by the Qingqing River, one year old and a glory.

"Are you ... who was killed in the coffin?" The master used his big hand like a bark to deduct the decoration of the coffin: "This coffin is very good, your enemies have been checked, you have a bloody person.

Hey!"

His goat's beard was tilted, put the agate stones in the bag, and touched the goat's beard.

"Master, here!" Xiao Xing obediently handed a agate stone to the master. The master glanced at the sun and put it into the bag.

Xiaoxing glanced at the man in black lying on the table, looking at his tall back, as if looking at a lost puppy, the pitiful man in his eyes knocked the man who collapsed on the table.

"Master, he is so pitiful ..." Xiaoxing's young voice brought Guawa's fragile, but he was not ambiguous at all of the small stones on the coffin.

"What a pity, if I died such a good coffin, it would be the ancestor of Guangzong Yaozu ~" The master deducted a agate stone and put it in his pocket.

"The vast day ~"

He drank a song and shook his head with a smile: "Comfortable ... Xinger! Do you know how much money did the coffin we bought today?"

"How much ... Master ..." Xiaoxing quickly ran to the master of the master, like a close -fitting Xiaohaba, leaning on the back of the master, watching the master from the master's shoulder and starting to count "money

".

Those colorful agate stones.

"A coffin forty agate stone, and a small diamond! My God ... I made a profit, two hundred gold coins! Wow ..." The master picked Xiaoxing's sinus with his hands and put the bag well.

Xiaoxing was picked up and gave a smile happily.

"Master, two hundred gold coins, is there a lot?"

"You can buy you cakes and eat. It's okay to eat rice cakes for a whole year!"

"Really?" Xiao Xing jumped on his own master's back, and the thumbs leaked from the shoes sounded, and he was so happy.

"Really!" The master learned Xiao Xing's tone, pinched his throat, turned Xiaoxing down from his back, and put Xiaoxing on the coffin: "This is called the" coffin "to get rich.

! Xing, you will definitely fly Huang Tengda in the future! Don't follow me, the old man, be bitter! "

"Master! Don't suffer! Follow the master with happiness!" Xiao Xing's waist, stood on the coffin and kicked it twice, and shot around.

Special dance.

The old master laughed and opened the flowers, and then went to see Xiaoxing's clothes. Xiaoxing's clothes were like flower clothes. Xiaoxing's ankle was exposed to the outside, and she stepped on it with her feet.

On the mahogany coffin of agate stone, it is like a tree, with an arms on the arms. Between the green mountains and green water, the flower -like hand is open, and the child's slender fingers are like a blooming branch, the thin white and white white

The legs are like carrying the disabled "flower coat" that is stitching together, blooming like flowers like jade.

This is like a prelude to a dance that has been carefully rehearsed for a long time. She just did this action, and she was happy.

The old master put Xiaoxing down from the coffin: "Hey! Xiaoxing, take Lao Mou over, let's enter the city!"

"Hmm!" Xiao Xing smiled happily, and ran out with his shoes. This cobblestone pebble could run at her feet, and she could run up flat.

Watching Xiaoxing ran out happily, the old master gathered his smile, squinting his eyes suspiciously at the man who was lying on the table.

"Don't want to depend on it here ... I tell you, if you have revenge, go to others to get revenge. If you have a grudge, go to others to resent, don't depend on it." The master glanced at the mahogany again

The coffin, patted my hands and rubbed it: "Don't hit the coffin's idea ~ I tell you, theoretically I bought this coffin, you are in this coffin, you have to be mine.

Doing hard, it can't escape. "

The master slowly walked in Chang Yufeng's, and the eyelids under the eyelids were like a flower rope that was together. The eyes were small. This is even more indispensable. He looked at this lost guy.

The clothes are pretty precious, combined with this slightly inlaid coffin, this clothes are not easy.

But except for this clothes, he was pale all over his body. His long hair had grown to the waist. He was also the white skin that was almost degenerating because he had not touched the sun for a long time.

The patient is no different.

His black eyes seemed like a white water, turbid and empty. His skeletal slender, thin and scary, leather bones, which normal person would be like this?

The master unbuttoned a small gourd from the cloth bag on the waist, pulled the gourd's plug, and poured the water in the gourd on the side face of Changyu Feng with the rope.

The side bone flowed to his mouth, and only for a while, the master accepted the gourd, and don't be on the waist.

Seeing that Chang Yufeng moved his ears, he continued to shout with the throat lipped under the goat's beard: "See you pitiful, give you a little my wine, you can't let you live a dragon tiger, but anyway, I will give you a little bit of energy, drink it

Get quickly, don't look at my eyes hurt here. "

Chang Yufeng stained from his mouth to the wine, his ears and eyes began to survive, and his fingers began to tremble slightly. This person who had entered the coffin began to struggle on the edge of life and death ...

Maybe he should die ... he really died ...

"Poor ~"

The master slowly touched his beard, watching Xiaoxing holding a panting dwarf, he also followed him.

However, he turned back again to see Chang Yufeng, who started to breathe slowly, and pointed at Chang Yufeng loudly: "You're a little effort, don't rely on it here ... I tell you, I will not be pitiful again

Once, your coffin has to be used for me. If you die here, I will throw you into the river and see the river next to it? "

The master went to the small stream that flowed slowly next to it: "If you can go, don't depend here."

The strength on his body was slowly gathered because the sweet "wine" was slowly gathered, but he was still weak. He could sense every corner of his body, but he was still uncomfortable cough.

"Here ... cough ... where is it ..." Chang Yufeng felt the blood flowing out of his lungs, whispered from his throat, spit on the table, and his body was placed from Xiaoxing

The table is resting on the side of the table, but now the blood caused by the lungs began to slide to the ground.

Xiao Xing scared to help Joise Yufeng, and let him lie down.

"Nanqi Forest." Xiao Xing told him in his ear loudly that Xiao Xing pouting his lips next to him and was held by the master beside the old horse.

The nose, this horse is obviously not a long time, hanging his head, letting the master sit up, the master is really a little short, but that is already the old man's figure. In front of Xiaoxing, the master is just a head of Xiaoxing.

Xiaoxing looks eight -year -old, short red hair, and big blue eyes make her dirty, like a porcelain doll soaked in mud.

The master went up and raised Xiaoxing on the horse, mentioned in front of her, protected her, and started to turn around.

"Although there are also some little monsters here, you should not eat you. You'd better not die here to let those monsters smell the taste of you start to rot.

"The master turned his head severely, looking at Chang Yufeng's eyes calmly.

"Master ..." Xiaoxing was a little dissatisfied with his master's such fierce words, or he felt that the master was too cruel.

"You're here too, but don't die, drink plenty of water, wait for me to change the money, and then come back to discuss your business!"

The master looked at Xiao Xing's grievances and changed his mouth. He accepted this roar from the coffin, but the poor person who was already false.

"Now ... is ... for a few years ..." Chang Yufeng held his hand hard. He squinted at his arm and watched the arms that were about to be thin.

As soon as he used his strength, his whole body's muscles trembled, making him sighed without any sigh.

"On April 26, 2039, how long have you been buried alive? You have to ask the year and month ..." The master mentioned the reins, the old horse whispered, stood upright, and swept the horse body.

"2039 ... April ... 26th ..." Chang Yufeng was almost amazed by this number, slowly, shocked, his eyes opened ... the turbidity disappeared, leaving only a little bit

Drip tears that are not adapted because the eyes are unintentionally opened.

"He shed tears ..." Xiao Xing moved his heart, and kept pouting and watching. She touched the old horse's mane gently.

"My Xinger is sensible, I won't say anything to you, you do it." The master placed it on Xiaoxing's head with his hands. Don't go to see this poor man.

"20 ... 39 ..." Chang Yufeng looked at the horse that was gradually going, and the horse shook his tail, carried two people, and slowly left here.

Chang Yufeng gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the table to support his body. The power returned quickly. His blood also began to transport the whole body from the heart, except for the pain of the lungs ... Also

There is a thin body that is difficult to quickly adapt to strength.

That pain, like a long -not -unwanted body cracking, tears the body in the body, and then pulls the bone to break the blood, produce blood, and cause pain.

He should have asked more things, but his shock is really unimaginable ... it is difficult to think of it for a while ...

In 2015, he came to this world. In 2025, he seemed to have suffered all suffering ... Tasting bitter fruit in the struggle of reincarnation. In 2034, he encountered an enemy he could not cope.

After the devil, he died in the hands of the demon.

It is hard to imagine ... now five years later ...

He breathed violently ... he felt the pain of the lungs violently ... severe ... trembling ...

Unbelievable ... what does he mean in this world ... what does he die ... what does he mean ...

He is in ... this absurd and reborn ... what is the purpose of ...

He began to feel the spiritual power of this world, but he still couldn't understand ... this wake up like a world, and once again, he pulled his pain to the extreme ...

The person he knows ... because of his departure ... he lost ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ... everything ...

Lost ... Lost ... everything you have ...

"call……"

The blood accumulation of the lungs is like a terrible drug. Any breath that deliberately came out with the fishy stogenous ...

That kind of fishy is not disgusting, but to make anyone judge that he has a long -term physical breath ...

"Really ... pitiful ..."
To be continued...