The woman in the coffin was dressed in a red wedding dress. Her hands were placed in front of her chest, and she was extremely beautiful. Even though she had died long ago, her skin was still as rosy as a living person's.
The red wedding dress, which was just right for her, accentuated her exquisite figure. Accompanied by the confusion of the cold air in the ice coffin, it added a sense of elegance.
If one took a closer look, they would discover that there was a fist-sized hole in the woman's heart. The blood inside had already coagulated.
"Yu 'er, it's been 20 years. It's been a whole 20 years. I've missed you every single day and night!"
At this moment, Shi Qianhan was no longer as cold as before. His expression was extremely gentle as he bowed and gently caressed the face of the woman in the coffin.
A drop of tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye.
Patter …
Tears fell on the forehead of the woman in the coffin.
Shi Qianhan hurriedly reached out to wipe it away, looking a little flustered, "Yu 'er, I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose!"
He slowly carried the woman out of the ice coffin and gently hugged her. His expression seemed to be in pain, "Yu 'er, I know that you had a motive for hiding by my side back then, but do you know why I didn't reject you?"
"Because I was moved the moment I saw you. I've always been born for the sword, and I only wanted to bring glory to the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. I didn't live up to Master's expectations!"
He kissed the woman's forehead and seemed to be talking to himself, "I knew what it meant to like you the moment I saw you. Therefore, even though I knew that your motive was impure, I still didn't reject you."
"Later on, you snuck into the secret chamber of the 10,000 Swords Pavilion and stole our sect's cultivation technique. After Master found out, he chased after you with his sword. I didn't want you to die under Master's sword, so I fought with Master!"
Shi Qianhan's face was filled with bitterness, "Master was extremely disappointed in me. He saw me as a traitor and wanted to kill me. At the crucial moment, you returned to block Master's fatal sword for me …
"Why were you so stupid?"
At this point, a trace of extreme sorrow was emitted from his body, "If you weren't in my world, what's the point of living in this world?
"If you die, it means that Qianhan's heart will also die!"
He stretched out his hand and gently smoothed out the wrinkled clothes of the woman in his arms. "For you, I'm willing to give up my identity as the young pavilion master of the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. For you, I didn't hesitate to betray my sect and fall into the Demonic Dao. I didn't hesitate to become the Demonic Dao Shi Qianhan that everyone hates …"
…
On the second floor of the ghost ship.
Under everyone's nervous gazes, Xiao Shun of the Xiao family carried the lantern and finally approached the coffin blocking the staircase.
He gritted his teeth and looked down. As if he had discovered something, he actually entered the coffin and disappeared.
There was no movement inside.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats again. Bai Shaoyu asked worriedly, "Did something happen to Xiao Shun?"
"Wait a little longer!"
Xiao Yuanjing frowned slightly and said, "If something happened, it's impossible for us not to notice it. Moreover, Xiao Shun did not make any sound for help."
Not long after!
A head slowly poked out from the coffin.
It was Xiao Shun from before.
However, no one heaved a sigh of relief at all. Instead, they looked at Xiao Shun, who walked out of the coffin, in fear.
Bai Shaoyu's face twitched violently, "Yuanjing, how did this happen …"
His voice trembled as he spoke.
Xiao Yuanjing's expression was terrifyingly gloomy!
"Brother!"
Luo Shuiyao instinctively leaned behind Luo Tianya.
Even Ye Chen could not help but narrow his eyes. He saw that Xiao Shun, who had walked out, had a drastic change in appearance. The lantern in his hand had turned into a bloody head!
The head belonged to the sword-wielding old man who had first gone up to the second floor. The old man's eyes were wide open, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Xiao Shun's head had also changed!
It had turned into a lantern!
That's right, it was a lantern!
It was as if Xiao Shun's head had been swapped with the lantern from before.
Xiao Shun did not realize all of this at all. He walked over with a smile, "Young master, I've gone to take a look. This coffin turns out to be a passage …"
His voice was clearly Xiao Shun's, but when he spoke, it was the mouth on the old man's head that was moving.
Xiao Yuanjing shouted, "Don't come over!"
"Young master, what's wrong?"
Xiao Shun obediently stopped in his tracks and said in confusion, "And why are all of you looking at me like that?"
"Kill him!"
Bai Shaoyu's eyes twitched, and a palm print condensed, shattering Xiao Shun along with the head in his hand.
An even stranger scene appeared once more.
After the sword-wielding old man's head was shattered, his broken facial features actually reassembled. He widened his eyes and looked at everyone with a smile, "All of you will die. I guarantee that all of you will die. There are no exceptions!"
Bang!
Bai Shaoyu smashed him with another punch, completely smashing him into pieces. Only then did he not reassemble himself.
Another person had died!
No, to be precise, it was two people!
Everyone's expressions gradually darkened, and a trace of uneasiness lingered in their hearts like an inner demon.
What exactly happened to the sword-wielding old man and Xiao Shun?
Someone trembled, "W-What should we do now?"
Right at this moment, another person appeared from the coffin from before. The appearance of this person caused everyone's scalps to go numb.
It was because the other party was the sword-wielding old man.
The sword-wielding old man did not know what had just happened. He walked over with a smile, "You guys finally caught up. I've been waiting for you guys for a long time!"
"Don't move!"
Xiao Yuanjing, Luo Tianya, and the rest shouted in unison.
The sword-wielding old man was confused, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Wuming of Mount Longhu said, "Brother Li, a-aren't you dead?"
"You're the one who's dead!"
The sword-wielding old man's expression turned furious as he berated, "Old Zhang, don't curse me like that. I'm clearly alive and well!"
Zhang Wuming felt that his mind was in a mess, but he still asked with a doubtful expression, "Then why did you suddenly disappear just now? Also, why did you come out of the coffin? "
"Just because of that?"
The sword-wielding old man's heart sank when he saw that everyone's gazes were somewhat unfriendly. He seemed to have realized something and immediately said, "I ran into a mechanism as soon as I came up, and then I fell into a secret room."
At this point, a hint of fear flashed across his eyes, "I saw many coffins in the secret room. They were all people who died on this ship, and there were even Xiao Buyi's writings!"
"What?"
"Xiao Buyi?!"
"…"
Everyone was shocked. Zhang Wuming hurriedly asked, "Brother Li, quick, tell me, what did Xiao Buyi's writings say?"
…
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