The woman in the ancient coffin was wearing a red wedding dress and her hands fell on her chest. She was extremely beautiful. Although she was already dead, her skin was still as rosy as a living person.

The perfect red wedding dress outfit made her delicate figure vividly, and with the confusion of the cold air in the ice coffin, it added a bit of elegance.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a blood hole the size of a fist in the woman's heart, and the blood inside has long been solidified.

"Yu'er, it's been twenty years, twenty years, countless days and nights, Qianhan doesn't miss you for a moment!"

At this moment, Shi Qianhan was dissatisfied with the coldness before, and his expression calmed down to the extreme. He bowed and reached out to gently stroke the face of the woman in the coffin.

A drop of clear tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Pu"

Tears hit the forehead of the woman in the coffin.

Shi Qianhan hurriedly reached out to wipe it off, looking a little panicked: "Yuer, I'm sorry, Qianhan didn't do it on purpose!"

He slowly carried the woman out of the ice coffin and gently hugged her in his arms, looking painful: "Yuer, Qianhan knows that the reason you lurked beside me was for a purpose, but do you know why Qianhan didn't reject you?"

"Because Qian Han felt a heart-warming feeling when he saw you. Qian Han has always been born just for the sword, and is dedicated to the lintel of my Wanjian Pavilion, and he will no longer expect from the master!"

He kissed the woman's forehead, as if he was talking to himself: "The first time I saw you, Qian Han knew what it was like, so even though Qian Han knew that your purpose was impure, he still did not reject you."

"Later, you stole into my Wanjian Pavilion Secret Room and stole the martial arts of my Wanjian Pavilion Town Sect. When the master knew about it, he would raise his sword to chase you. Qianhan didn't want you to die under the master's sword, so he fought with the master!"

Shi Qianhan's face was full of bitterness: "The master was extremely disappointed with me and regarded me as a traitor and wanted to kill me. At the critical moment, you came back and blocked the master's fatal sword for me..."

"Why are you so stupid?"

Speaking of this, a trace of extreme sadness emanated from him: "If you were not in my world, what's the point of Qian Han living in this world?"

"If you die, it means Qian Han's heart is also dead!"

He reached out and gently smoothed the woman's wrinkled clothes in his arms one by one: "For you, I would rather give up the identity of the young master of Wanjian Pavilion. For you, I will be willing to betray the master and fall into the devil's way, and become Shi Qianhan, a demonic way that everyone calls for... "

...

And on the second floor of the ghost ship.

In everyone's nervous eyes, Xiao Shun, a member of the Xiao family, held the lantern and finally approached the coffin that was blocking the stairs.

He gritted his teeth and looked down. He seemed to have discovered something, and he actually got into the coffin and then disappeared.

I saw that there was no movement inside.

Everyone's hearts were raised to their throats again, and Bai Shaoyu asked worriedly: "Will there be no accidents in Xiao Shun?"

"Wait a little longer!"

Xiao Yuanjing frowned slightly and said, "If something happens, we will not be able to notice it. Besides, Xiao Shun did not make any cry for help."

Not long!

A head slowly poked out of the coffin.

It was the previous Xiao Shun.

However, everyone did not look at all relieved. Instead, they all looked at Xiao Shun who came out of the coffin in horror.

Bai Shaoyu's face twitched violently: "Yuan Jing, how could this happen..."

His voice was trembling.

Xiao Yuanjing's expression was terrifyingly gloomy!

"elder brother!"

Luo Shuiyao subconsciously leaned behind Luo Tianya.

Even Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but condense. Xiao Shun, who had walked out, resolutely changed his image at this moment. The lantern he was originally holding turned into a bloody head!

The head was the sword-holder who was originally on the second floor. The old man's eyes were extremely wide, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

And Xiao Shun's head also changed!

Turned into a lantern!

That's right, it's just a lantern!

It was like Xiao Shun's head was exchanged with the previous lantern.

Xiao Shun didn't realize all this and walked over with a smile: "Young master, I've gone to see it. This coffin turned out to be a passage..."

His voice was clearly Xiao Shun's, but when he was speaking, the mouth on the old man holding the sword was moving.

Xiao Yuanjing shouted: "Don't come over!"

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Shun stopped his pace very obediently and said in confusion: "And you, why are you looking at me with this expression?"

"Kill him!"

Bai Shaoyu's eyes twitched, and a palm print condensed, shattering Xiao Shun and the head held in his hand.

A more strange scene appeared again.

After the old man holding the sword's head was smashed, his broken facial features were reorganized again. He stared at everyone with a wide eyes and smiled and said, "You will all die, I promise, they will all die, no exception!"

"Bang!"

Bai Shaoyu smashed him with another punch, completely smashing him, and then he was no longer reorganized.

Another person died!

No, to be precise, two people!

Everyone's faces gradually subsided, and a trace of uneasiness lingered in their hearts like a demon.

What exactly happened to the old man holding the sword and Xiao Shun.

Someone shivered and said, "Now...what should we do now?"

And at this moment, a person appeared again in the coffin before, and the appearance of this person made everyone's scalp numb.

Because the other party turned out to be the old man holding the sword.

The old man holding the sword had no idea what had just happened, and walked over with a smile: "You finally followed, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Don't move!"

Now Xiao Yuanjing, Luo Tianya and others shouted together.

The old man holding the sword looked confused: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Wuming from Longhushan said, "Brother Li, aren't you... dead?"

"You're dead!"

The old man holding the sword looked angry and scolded: "Old Zhang, don't curse people like this. I'm obviously living a good life!"

Zhang Wuming only felt his mind was very confused and said with doubts: "Then why did you suddenly disappear just now? Also, why did you come out of the coffin again?"

"It's because of this?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were a little unkind, the old man holding the sword sank, as if he had realized something, he immediately said, "I just came up and ran into the mechanism and then fell into a secret room."

Speaking of this, a deep look of fear flashed in his eyes: "I saw many coffins in the secret room, all of whom were dead on this boat, and even Xiao Buyi's pens!"

"What?"

"Xiao Buyi?!!"

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Everyone was shocked and Zhang Wuming asked hurriedly: "Brother Li, hurry up, tell me, what is Xiao Buyi's pen saying?"

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Chapter completed!