Me and my Husband Sleep in a Coffin

Under the dark ground, the strange stove was burning, and even if the smoke vent of the stove was leading to the outside of the wall, the room was as hot as the vent.

The surrounding walls are all iron frames installed against the roof, rows of quirky ores are affixed with labels, and there are many wooden boxes and glass bottles.

At the mouth of the stove, he crossed his legs and sat on the chair silently looking at the fire. The burning sound of wood burning and the orange fire warmed him.

"The next step is to put the keel." He said suddenly.

Bai Yu nodded, took the booklet in one hand, walked to a certain iron frame wall, followed the label to a wooden box, and stopped, opened the wooden box, which contained two small white bones.

"Dragon bones are special snake bones that have lived for fifty years. White jade. The next thing you have to do, you must remember that making copper-colored'tools' is very meticulous. No matter what time or fire material it is, there is no room for it. error."

When he finished speaking, he stood up, opened the door with a hook in the middle of the stove, and turned his head to signal Bai Yu to put the keel in.

Bronze is a weapon that can restrain aliens. With only one weapon, it can kill zombies whose power and ability are far superior to mortals. Such a weapon is very precious. Even Bai Yu has only seen it a few times with his grandfather.

Later, he also entered the circle of artisans himself, and he realized that being able to make copper-colored'ware' was a high point that some artisans could not reach in his lifetime.

The method of making is not disclosed even if the craftsman dies. There are even stories of males and females. If heirs have no talents, they will be brought into the coffin and not given to others.

Now this countless second-class first-class craftsman's life-long craftsmanship has come to him!

He thought he would teach him the technology even if he didn't talk about it, it would be many years later, he didn't expect to teach him a month!

Does he believe in himself like this?

Bai Yu looked excitedly at the word, and quickly threw the keel into it with a single gesture, looking back at him and smiling, "I know what you are thinking. I said that I would go to Qishan in the future and I can't confirm that I was alive. dead……"

He put his hand on top of Bai Yu's head and rubbed it slowly.

"I will give you everything I have..."

The slender eyebrows and the smiling smile were extremely gentle.

There are no lies at this moment.

Bai Yu knew that a word had become obsessed with removing aliens, and knew that he... wanted to use himself, but Bai Yu treated himself sometimes really well, he could see the strong feelings in his eyes when he looked at him!

It is this kind of candy with sour taste, so that children who have never eaten sweets can't bear to let go, even if they have a steel nail in it, they don't sting their tongues, they should be cherished in their mouths before bleeding.

For the slightest sweetness, most feelings in the world are like this.

The red weapon was clipped out of the clip and made a harsh rasping sound in the water where various potions were put. The white mist was blowing, and he took Bai Yu's hand and took him to the pool.

"You are really talented. Although I have my guidance, I made the first one in one month." He said that he held his hand in the air and said, "This is your first piece of gold." ,Like it?"

"Ok!"

He focused on the head.

The reddish weapon gradually spreads with golden luster in the potion, and the white jade's hand slides up and down in the air, as if touching the magic weapon again.

Yaojin changed to a more heavy and simple copper gold in a few minutes.

In the orange fire, the gold dropped into his eyes, illuminating the obsession of the eyes...

On the other side, the villa.

Double bed, two pieces of pajamas thrown on the fluffy carpet, long hair and silver hair are entangled and entangled.

The bed shook slightly.

Wen Fengjin held Wang Xiaomei's chest, he lay on his back on the bed, his eyes red because of uncomfortable moisture. The collarbone was deeply sunken, soothing, and began to gasp, looking at the roof dimly, and frowning into a deep groove.

"It hurts a little, you bear it."

Seeing Wang Xiaoma's uncomfortable look, the long and narrow pupils were gloomy, and the palm of the cold wind continued to work hard.

"Feel the blood contract between you and me, you will be much more comfortable."

Wang Xiaoma bit his lips white and nodded gently.

At the next moment, the long and narrow pupils suddenly lifted blood mist!

"what!!!"

Xiaoma's tightly closed eyes swelled, and her wet pupil was instantly covered with dense bloodshot eyes, almost covering her eyes!

An agitated man with a pain in his body is about to turn up, and cold sweat almost wets his forehead and body, but it is pressed down by the man's big hand on his chest!

"It hurts! Ah--! It hurts, my head--ahhhhh!"

Wang Xiaoma on the bed screamed with her mouth open, her fingers screamed into her hair, her long black hair was torn off countlessly, and she couldn't move and kicked hard!

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts when the wind blows! Let me go-- let me go!!!"

In just a few seconds, sweat wet the sheets like water. Fortunately, they had already made preparations. Both of them did not wear clothes. They smelled the wind and pressed against Wang Xiaoma's belly to prevent him from moving. See Wang Xiaoma The pain was so severe that the dripping wind could drip ink, and he clenched his other hand tightly, so hard that his fists were shaking.

"You can bear it, it will pass soon, Xiao ba, don't hurt yourself!"

Wenfeng shouted at him as loudly as possible, but Wang Xiaozai was frantic about his pain. He sniffed his cheeks slightly, and stretched out his hands to hold Wang Xiaozai’s hand, taking advantage of Wang Xiaohai’s struggling effort. Grab his wrists and continue to put his right hand on Wang Xiaomao's chest!

The invisible power surrounds the surrounding, with a heavy force, and the black pupils that occupy almost all of the narrow and long orbits have completely turned scarlet. Wang Xiaoma also exhausted his strength. The chest is rounded, and the spine is almost broken.

For a few seconds, the blue blood vessels lurking in his flesh all appeared under the thin skin, bulging like plastic blood vessels!

And the white body with wireless vitality also began to dry out. Wang Xiaoma stared at the bloodshot eyes without focusing on the roof, and the raised meridian blood vessels spread to his face...

This look is just like the hand on the chest that smells the wind and **** the life of this body.

"It hurts, I hurt, and the wind blows, I hurt..."

A hoarse murmur, two lines of tears mixed down, and the person who had just struggled now had lost his strength and collapsed on the bed like he died.

Wang Xiaozao's appearance is gentle and gentle without a gentleman like a jade.

He hurts.

Wenfeng knows.

He had vowed to let his brother live in his palm and never suffer any harm, even if it was a corpse, he would sleep alive.

A word……

Tie Qing's smelling wind loosened Xiao Xiao, who was too weak. Her fingernails drew a deep opening in her wrist. The blood slowly fell down and fell on Wang Xiaoxi's lips.

The bitter medicine incense flooded the entire bedroom, and Wang Xiaoma looked at the roof absently. His lips were wet with thick blood drops and fell down the gap.

"Tick, tick."

Blood leaked into the lip seam, and Wang Xiaoma didn't cry anymore. He fell quietly and well, and his eyes turned completely red.

The blood contract being supported has effect.

Ten minutes later, he scored several wounds due to his healing ability, blood continued to drain, and the fragrance of the medicine in the bedroom was about to drown.

Wen Fengjie's face also showed a disastrous decline. At this time, Wang Xiaomei finally wriggled frantically, grabbing the side of the bed and "vomiting!" and spit a carpet of red liquid!

After vomiting, Wenfeng stopped the blood contract as soon as possible, and the bed that pulled the foot of the bed was picked up and wrapped in his arms.

He tightly embraced the person in his arms, kissed the forehead of the ugly corpse with his lips, and his love remained unshakable or even more lingering. He rubbed his lips on it at once, calling Wang Xiaozai's name until the flesh of the corpse blew. The qi is as full as before, and the face is back to what it was before.

The torn black hair was scattered on the side of the pillow, and the pillow and dark sheet were printed with personal traces of sweat.

After Wang Xiaoma's condition stabilized, Wen Feng carried him to the bathroom and rinsed it. When the bed in the bedroom was dirty, he took the man to the second bedroom.

Never let anyone go.

When it was dark, Wang Xiaoma opened his eyes achingly, and just opened his mouth to "pain."

Wen Feng touched his face with the palm of his hand, and rubbed the corners of his eyes gently with his thumb.

The voice was low and soft, "It's alright, it's all right."

"Ok."

Wang Xiaoping gasped, stared at the wind, and then murmured.

Wen Feng didn't realize that his own eyes were so cruel and sickly, it made people panic, and the hand holding Wang Xiaoma's shoulder was too hard, so hard that Wang Xiaoma's pain was not so sensitive. Feel the pain.

It's crazy, this is the first impression of Wang Xiaozai when he sees Wen Feng doing his mind.

"The wind is over, I'm fine." Wang Xiao sipped and comforted him.

Wen Feng didn't speak at all, just hugged him quietly, and Wang Xiaoma didn't dare to stimulate him, stiffly wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm baby, showing a small head melon seeds to appreciate the value of his family's men.

After another half an hour, the wind seemed to wake up.

Wang Xiaoba watched his expression calm down and recovered the lightness to everyone, and quickly asked: "How is it? Has the thing I drank dealt with? Has it been so painful this time? He didn't know how to give it I drink it a few times, hey!"

In the tomb palace, Xiaowenzi guessed how many methods he would use to deal with them, so the water in that bottle was poisonous.

If you want to use the drug to have a high delay, it has not been discovered by the wind and wind. In general, it must be divided into several times, and it should be forced out before the attack.

Bai Yu was going to find a word, and the wind and wind were counted. It was almost like a god. Tonight, he used the blood sacrifice method to provoke poison.

But I didn't expect this poison to be such a cow! Painful labor and capital!

Wang Xiaoma scolded a word seven or eight times, "I don't believe it if the poison won't die, shit, he's a little bit..."

"I changed my mind." Wen Feng suddenly said coldly, "I will kill him now!"

"Don't be impulsive!" Wang Xiaoma twisted like a silkworm baby in his arms, and said anxiously: "An Kai and you said that it is definitely not that simple character?! He has restrained you in his hand. Not to mention the weapon, how many puppets like that girl do you know?"

"Twenty years ago, he was able to let Ankai eat a big loss and run away smoothly, Ankai is a drought! What is this man about to do? Even if you can kill him, you can't retreat!"

After Wang Xiaoma finished his speech, his face was gloomy and he didn't seem to let go of it.

The angry Wang Xiaola shouted to him: "Go! You must turn Lao Tzu into a widow!"

"There are a lot of widows in front of you. Wear a green hat every day! Let your cards shine green!"

Wen Feng made a silence: "Dare you."

Wang Xiaohe hehe: "By the time you die, you will die. Look, I dare not!"

"Hey." He pouted and sang: "Love is a ray of light~ Green makes you panic~ la la la la la~"

"..."

Wen Feng squeezed his face in silence and flicked his small brain shell.

"Kill you!"

[The author has something to say: I will connect the plot in the next chapter, everyone will understand

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