Chapter 737: Whose daughter is not a little fairy anymore
In the coffin that was flying everywhere, two roaring figures finally stopped.
Most of the huge Yu Tower has collapsed. Even though there are many rock-solid barrier arrays inside the building, it is still like crumbs of tofu in the aftermath of the battle between the two. Easily destroyed.
The Yu Tower is crumbling, the flags of all parties have collapsed, and the bricks and beams have collapsed.
The room Ye Shu was in was basically destroyed. He was holding the Mermaid Princess by the back of his neck with one hand. His face turned pale with fright from the loud force of the two people. He stepped back step by step, dangerously and dangerously. Hook your right leg over the eaves and hang firmly on the eaves.
The little princess also lost her countenance. Looking at the middle-aged man in white who was revered by everyone in Zeguo like a god, she was so shocked that she swallowed her saliva.
70% of the auctioneers present today are from Zeguo, but Su Guanhai, as the head of the Dazeguo clan, is focused on the ancient coffin, and does not care about the life and death of the people here. .
The Yu Tower was severely damaged by Jin. Although the people participating in the auction tonight were also shocked by this terrifying battle, in the end, greed was greater than fear.
Although the flying coffin turned into countless dust fragments and was in a miserable state of destruction, just a few fragments of purple wood were enough to make people crazily yearn for it.
In this chaos, instead of escaping from this land of right and wrong, a group of people were like cats smelling something fishy, fearing to lose this opportunity and staring at the huge remaining power. , you fight with me, snatching the flying purple wood fragments.
Although the fight between gods will inevitably affect mortals, at the moment, the two immortals only have eyes for each other and the corpse, so they cannot care about them.
Amidst the chaos and noise, Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng caught the body at the same time. They each grabbed an arm, but did not dare to pull hard. Without the body protected by the spiritual power of the purple gold coffin, it would be Become extremely fragile and perishable.
Su Guanhai's hair crown was crooked, and his hair was slightly messy and spread out. Even after a fierce battle, his demeanor remained elegant. He looked at Yin Dufeng, who was already breathing a little, smiled slightly, and said: "Dufeng Brother, I thought about it carefully. After all, this child was not born by you or me. You and I are fighting over each other like this. It’s really because we have no name. I want Brother Yu to receive the news. , on the way here, wouldn’t it be bad if you and I continue to fight and hurt this child?”
Yin Dufeng looked at the other person’s nose and forehead, which was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, but he still wanted to do it? Pretending there, he sneered: "That's nice to say. If you don't want to damage the face of the three families, then just let go of your own accord. I won't bother to talk to you." Zheng, this boy is not related to me, and I will not hold on to him, so I will take him back to Cangwu Palace to give my daughter a look. After looking at him, I will personally send him back to the Tianxi intact. "
Su Guanhai shook his head and said with a smile: "Back then, your daughter was fine with this child on Nanze Mountain. Brother Dufeng, you were afraid that he would be abducted. He ran away from your daughter and used the child to go down the mountain. He didn't even ask if his daughter wanted to, so he knocked her unconscious with a palm, dragged her back to Wuxi, and broke up the couple forcefully. I remember Brother Dufeng looked down upon this child in every possible way, but now that he has passed away, it is not too late to think about taking him home as his son-in-law."
Yin Dufeng let out a loud sigh and said with disdain: "You talk as if it's not too late for you, an old boy, to ask him to be your son-in-law again."
Su Guanhai waved his hands repeatedly and said seriously: "Dufeng Brother, what you said is wrong. Since early childhood, my wife and I have liked this child very much. I gave him to him back then. I joined Nanze Mountain in the hope that he could become my Taixuan Sect’s son-in-law, but it’s a pity...”
Yin Dufeng squinted his eyes, squeezed his eyebrows, and interrupted with a chuckle: “It’s just that It's a pity that this boy's eyesight is not bad. He didn't take a fancy to that black boy of yours, but instead took a fancy to my beauty. "
Su Guanhai was choked and turned pale with anger: "What good can you do besides exposing people's shortcomings? My Jing'er is young and has no psychic abilities. It hasn’t grown yet, but she looks no worse than your daughter now.”
"Really? I don't think so. In terms of beauty, if my daughter is considered second in this world, no one would dare to be considered first. Even if your family's appearance is not black, she wears a pair of ice cubes all day long. With a paralyzed face and mournful back, looking at him makes people unhappy. ”
Yin Dufeng didn't hate Su Jing that much. He loved his daughter to the core, and he was a typical daughter slave.
My daughter hates her rival, and he is naturally willing to verbally destroy her and smear her.
Anyway, he doesn’t care, his daughter has been the most beautiful in the world since she was young!
Su Guanhai laughed angrily, the fire in his heart could be said to be burning all the way to his throat. He smiled coldly and said: "Niece Bai Shuang is good-looking, but she doesn't look like you at all, Brother Dufeng. ”
The mouths of the two are more damaged than the other.
Yin Dufeng is a big old man with no ink in his belly. He has a muscular body, big arms and a thick waist. He has a majestic body shape, a leopard head with ringed eyes, a swallow jaw and a tiger beard. He has the evil appearance of a brave and reckless man.
The original owner of Cangwu Palace was not him, but his deceased wife, Fu Qingxue.
In the first few years when the demonic path flourished, Cangwu Palace suffered a devastating disaster, and not even one of the ten hidden palaces in the divine palace remained. Although Fu Qingxue was an immortal who had overcome tribulations, after all, a female generation had to suffer another disaster. When the palace was in danger of being destroyed and Cangwu Palace was in danger, she met Yin Dufeng who was still doing the ruthless banditry on her way to seek Taixuanzong.
Although Yin Dufeng is a bandit, he is very strong. In his early years, he was also a bastard who did not understand the rules. Look at Fu Qingxue, who is a delicate and beautiful woman. Without saying a word, she started a fight. Afterwards, he won the victory and took the original palace owner of Cangwu Palace to the top of the mountain to become the wife of Yazhai.
Later there was Yin Baishuang, now the young master of Cangwu Palace.
With a lovely wife and daughter at home, Yin Dufeng prides himself on being the great winner in life.
Fortunately, my daughter did not follow him, but followed her mother. She has had beautiful and picturesque features since she was a child. She was born with good bones. Her skin and features have been favored by God. She never gets tired of calling her daddy. , extremely happy.
It is said that a son is like his mother and a daughter is like her father.
Not only does Yin Baishuang look nothing like her father, her beauty is even higher than that of her mother.
In the long run, other immortal sects will inevitably have some talkative people who tease and suspect in private. Could it be that the original palace owner of Cangwu Palace secretly raised a handsome and elegant little husband? Otherwise, how could he be with Yin Du? Feng, a rough old man, gave birth to such an elegant and handsome little girl.
In addition, the rumor that Yin Dufeng had forcibly snatched the palace master to be his wife was also spread wildly.
Fu Qingxue passed away not long after giving birth to Yin Baishuang, which inevitably aroused people's suspicion that the relationship between the couple was not harmonious.
Su Guanhai’s words were the most deadly. Yin Dufeng’s face turned green as if he was stepping on his tail: “You black-hearted dog thing, your eyes and face are just for breathing, my daughter Like me most! Me! "
The two most famous figures in the sect, who are famous throughout the ages, are quarreling like village kids. You say something to me, and throw out any unpleasant words, hoping to make the other party angry. .
In the end, Su Guanhai was clearly one step ahead. Finally, Yin Dufeng was so angry that he couldn’t stand it any longer. His daughter didn’t care about grabbing the dead body in her heart. She was so angry that there were stars in her eyes. She threw her hands away with all her strength and was about to rush forward to fight with him. He made a big move. But when he swung his arm twice, he found that the palm holding the body seemed to be firmly attached to it, motionless.
Yin Dufeng frowned. Just when he noticed something was wrong, the two of them were deadlocked in the middle. The cold corpse suddenly turned to look at him!
Yin Dufeng’s scalp suddenly went numb!
The silk belt covering his face slowly slid down his cold white cheeks, revealing a lifeless face.
Under the slipping brocade belt, there is a pair of blue-grey eyes. There is no white of the eyes, and the blue-gray color is all over the eyeballs strangely.
The eyeballs froze in their sockets, and countless secret numbing evil texts spread out from his pupils.
The next moment, Yin Dufeng felt a heart-piercing sting in his palm, and the cold evil energy broke into his bone marrow, causing his spiritual platform to suddenly become dark, and the spiritual power that was as abundant as the endless mountains and rivers in his body suddenly froze, as if Freeze seal.
On the other side, Su Guanhai also groaned. Although he reacted very quickly with a hand knife, he cut off the arm of the corpse without hesitation.
Yin Dufeng made no move and was dumbfounded: "You are too cruel to attack your son-in-law!"
"Idiot!" Su Guanhai cursed angrily, with a gloomy face: "This is an evil beast turning into a corpse! We have all fallen into the trap!"
I saw the severed arm that was tightly glued in his hand. No blood was spilled. I saw the arm twisting rapidly. From the black and sticky fracture, countless slender tentacles the color of ink surged out, wrapped in gray. The evil writings densely covered and swallowed Su Guanhai's entire arm.
The surface of Su Guanhai was covered with a terrifying layer of pale corpse aura at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was clear that he was still a living and powerful immortal, but his skin was covered with unknown corpse spots.
But the next moment, an even weirder scene happened.
The severed arm of the corpse regenerated quickly. The new hand was cold and pale. Without giving Su Guanhai a chance to escape, he struck out like lightning and grabbed his wrist, with five sharp nails. , pierced deeply into his skin, and the evil words flowing rapidly in his eyes were like water from the Yangtze River, pouring into their bodies like crazy.
The two of them were stunned and angry, staggering and falling to their knees.
"Her Highness the Princess's guess is indeed correct. Tonight's auction is really a hidden murderous intention. It is actually a dead game set up for the three masters of humanity."
The man in black armor found a safe place to climb. place, he put down Zhao Wenjun respectfully and said.
Zhao Wenjun looked at the deadlock on the table and murmured: "The purple gold coffin was poisoned by tomb robbers before it was lowered into the tomb. It has been missing from the world for two hundred years, and now the news of its sudden appearance came at the same time. Delivered separately You Dynasty, Taixuan Sect, Cangwu Palace, and Tianxi Sword Sect, I guessed that there must be something different about this matter."
The man in black armor looked up at Zhao Wenjun with a complicated expression and said, "Your Highness the Princess. Stop the letter sent to Baituo Mountain , and went into the dark city regardless of his own safety. When Sword Master Yu comes out of seclusion, he will definitely blame Her Highness the Princess."
Zhao Wenjun shook his head and said: "It is better than putting him in danger, I know. , that incident hit him hard It was a big blow. That child had always been a thorn in his heart. If he had known about the news that the Purple Gold Coffin had come back to the world, he would probably be even more impulsive and insane than these two people. Right now... the situation is not the worst. ”
After all, Zhao Wenjun is just a weak female who has lost her cultivation. It is extremely difficult for her to prevent Bailiyu from arriving in advance.
As for Taixuanzong and Cangwu Palace, she is not that capable of controlling them.
The man in black armor said: "It's just that I didn't expect that Empress Ying Ji of the Zhongyou Dynasty could be so patient."
"It's not that she can tolerate her temper." Zhao Wenjun looked at it. At a glance, someone in the audience Ying Xiu, who was standing there, said: "This son has a very good way of dealing with his mother. He may be suspicious that the person in the coffin is related to him by blood. As the 'only' heir of the Zhongyou Dynasty, he is naturally Will not allow himself to be crown prince There is even the slightest bit of shock and doubt. If Ying Ji comes to the dark city and truly confirms the identity of the man in the coffin, he will not be the only prince in Zhongyou. The people of Zhongyou will probably have too many concerns about his failure to bear the purple blood. Have a wavering heart.
< br>What's more, Zhongyou is good at the art of deception. A corpse that has been sealed in a purple gold coffin for two hundred years may not have its soul dispersed. As long as there are traces of the soul, as long as Ying Ji is given time, there may not be a way to resurrect it. "
She sneered and looked at Ying Xiu's back meaningfully: "This guy is very thoughtful. Although I don't know what method he used to stabilize Ying Ji, he went here alone, even if he really found out the coffin." The identity of the middle-aged man was dealt with secretly and became better. Afterwards, he randomly found some excuses to deceive his mother and fooled her. The crazy Ying Ji didn't recognize his face. With the ability to distinguish right from wrong, his goal will naturally be achieved."
After hearing these words, the black-armored man couldn't help but sneer: "It is said in the world that the prince Yingxiu, the ghost sword master, the gentleman is like a bandit. He is upright and upright in his heart. He has always been steady and self-sustained. He respects etiquette and ethics very much. He has never behaved inappropriately. He is a good son of other people who is praised and envied by everyone. From this point of view, he is not a good son. It's just a false reputation."
Zhao Wenjun smiled helplessly, and couldn't help but recall the child who was as clean as rain in the bamboo forest on Baituo Mountain: "Maybe these praises are true, but they are just a little late. , at least I am really envious that Ying Ji can have such a son."
The man in black armor was silent for a moment, and then said: "Princess Palace. What should we do next? "
Zhao Wenjun shook his head and said: "No one can save them, they are too defenseless against the corpse, they are evil animals. The evil spirit has entered the body, and it is difficult for the gods to remove it. They can only sacrifice their lives. They have no other way but to save themselves. Anyone who dares to approach them now will die. "
The man in black armor was shocked: "You mean, the two of them..."
Zhao Wenjun looked solemn: "One must die to break the situation."
"Huh... Look at it this way Come on, the boss who was able to develop the underground city to such a scale must have been a real figure, and he fell into his hands." Su Guanhai was so smart, looking at the unrecognizable corpse in front of him, how could he not guess this. The situation behind it.
Yin Dufeng's lips were blue and white, and he was half-kneeling with a sluggish look. His expression was frightened, angry and confused, and he roared repeatedly: "Who made this boy look like this? How can I take him back to my daughter?" Look! "
I am about to die, but I am still thinking about my daughter.
Su Guanhai really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
(End of this chapter)