When Ye Qiu heard Lao Jiu's words, he was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Lao Jiu, if you don't help me, I will die." Ye Qiu said.
Lao Jiu's voice was full of ridicule: "Immortals can also die? You treat me like a three-year-old child!"
"Even if this world is destroyed, you will not die."
"To put it another way, if you die, I will help you collect your body."
Look, is this human speech?
Ye Qiu said kindly: "Old Jiu, I'm in big trouble this time. You can't just die without saving me."
Lao Jiu sighed: "Boy, it's not that I won't help you, it's really that I can't help you."
"Unless you help me find a full body."
"As long as my body is intact, I can help you kill even a great emperor, let alone several saint kings."
Nima, where can I help you find a physical body at this time?
"Lao Jiu, are you really not going to help me?" Ye Qiu asked.
"I really can't help you, but I can point you to a clear path." Lao Jiu said, "You can try to communicate with that golden coffin."
"If he is willing to help you, then nothing will be a problem."
"I asked you, kid, can you cause less trouble in the future? It's okay to cause trouble. Why do you have to provoke people who are higher than yourself? Isn't this asking for abuse?"
"Okay, I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
After saying that, the scarlet blood coffin never made any sound again.
"I despise you for refusing to save anyone." Ye Qiu cursed secretly, and then tried to communicate with the golden coffin hidden in his right eye.
"Master Coffin, please help me!"
The golden coffin remained motionless.
Ye Qiu added: "I'm in big trouble today. If you don't help me, I might die."
The golden coffin still didn't respond.
Ye Qiu then said: "It's fate that we met each other. You can't just ignore death, right? Show some kindness!"
The golden coffin remained silent.
Ye Qiu said: "As long as you are willing to help me, I will let the old man call you daddy!"
Buzz!
The golden coffin shook slightly.
"No, this is okay?" Ye Qiu looked surprised, and then asked: "You promised to help me?"
The golden coffin shook slightly again.
"What do you mean? Are you going to help me or not?" Ye Qiu asked, "Can you say something?"
after awhile.
A voice came from the golden coffin: "You——"
Ye Qiu felt horrified when he heard the sound.
He didn't have any expectations at first, and he never thought that there was really a sound coming from the golden coffin.
What surprised him the most was that the voice coming from the golden coffin was actually a pleasant female voice.
"What, there's a woman inside the golden coffin?"
At this time, another voice came from inside the golden coffin: "You——"
This time, the sound was clearer.
Ye Qiu suddenly discovered that although there was only one word, this female voice was full of supreme majesty and was sacred and inviolable.
"I heard from the little white fox that this coffin is related to the Eternal Qingtian Emperor, but why is there a woman in it?"
"Does this woman have anything to do with the Eternal Qingtian Emperor?"
"Also, what does she mean by 'you'?"
Ye Qiu thought for a moment and asked: "Senior, do you want me to call you daddy?"
"Yes!" A female voice sounded from inside the coffin.
Damn, how can a woman be my father?
Even if you agree, I can't agree!
Ye Qiu had an idea and said, "Senior, I don't think it's appropriate to call you dad. How about I call you sister?"
There was silence for a moment.
A voice sounded from inside the coffin: "Yes!"
Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. He just called her sister, so he didn't suffer any loss.
"I just don't know how strong this sister I have never met is?"
Ye Qiu decided to tell the truth so that he could feel confident.
"Sister, there are several powerful saint kings, several great saints, and more than twenty saints outside. Can you deal with them?"
A female voice came from inside the coffin: "Yes!"
Very good!
Ye Qiu is happy in color.
At this time, the female voice inside the coffin said again: "Once!"
"Sister, you mean you can only take action once?" Ye Qiu asked.
The golden coffin shook slightly, as if to say, you are very smart and your guess is correct.
Ye Qiu felt a little regretful, but being able to take action once was better than Lao Jiu not doing anything to help.
"Sister, you don't need to take action until life or death is in danger," Ye Qiu said.
Surprisingly, the female voice in the golden coffin actually responded with a sentence this time.
"I think so too."
Ye Qiu: "???"
At this time, the voice of the Changmei Master came to my ears: "Little bastard, why are you walking so slowly? Hurry up."
Ye Qiu thanked the golden coffin, then looked up and saw Changmei Zhenren standing in front of him staring at him.
"coming!"
Ye Qiu followed with a smile.
"Little bastard, you are still smiling when we are facing a formidable enemy. Could it be that you have thought of some way to deal with the enemy?" Master Changmei asked with a suspicious look on his face.
Ye Qiu said: "There are only eight words to deal with the enemy: when the soldiers come, they will block it, and when the water comes, the soil will cover it."
"Really?" Master Changmei was even more doubtful.
"Okay, stop nagging, let's go!" Ye Qiu ignored Master Changmei and caught up with Yun Xi and the others.
Master Changmei looked at Ye Qiu's back, feeling a little dissatisfied, and hummed: "You don't tell me the truth, it's so sad, hum!"
On the way to Chen's house, Jiujianxian's three junior brothers came, namely Chess Swordsman, Book Swordsman and Painting Swordsman.
Qi Jianxian has a bald head, a dark complexion, and a bitter and resentful look. For those who don't know, they might have thought he was a monk.
Qi Sword Fairy's appearance is good. Compared with other sword fairies, it can be described in two ways -
Bottom!
The Book Sword Immortal was wearing a blue Confucian shirt, with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, and a sword slung across his back. He looked like a middle-aged scholar, with a bookish air all over his body.
As for the Painted Sword Immortal, he is very good-looking. He has a particularly handsome face, with deep eyes, a high nose, and a sharp facial contour, like a mixed race.
It's just that it's a bit slovenly.
He was wearing a large white robe, but the robe was stained with ink, his long hair was messy, like weeds, and he had a pair of bare feet.
To be honest, if you didn't know the identity of the Sword Painter, it would be difficult to connect him with the elder of the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland.
Although his image is somewhat artist-like, it is more like performance art.
The Jiujianxian quickly introduced each other.
The Book Sword Fairy greeted Ye Qiu with a kinder attitude, while the Painting Sword Fairy just nodded slightly and ignored Ye Qiu, looking very cold.
On the other hand, Qi Jianxian showed murderous intent on his face after learning Ye Qiu's identity.
"Ye Changsheng, I already know about Qin Jianxian. Although he is wrong, if you kill him, I will avenge him."
"I will not bully the small."
"When your cultivation level is equal to mine, I will look for you again!"
Ye Qiu smiled all over his face: "Okay!"
Changmeizhenren glanced at Qi Jianxian and sighed secretly: "This person has some brains, but unfortunately not much."
