Me and my Husband Sleep in a Coffin - Chapter 59

Does it hurt if there is a soul in the body?

Wang Xiaoma also didn’t know clearly. He didn’t know if he was a zombie or a dead person.

He can feel the warmth and eat normal food, as well as feelings and soul as a human being, but he also knows his changes, strength and other abilities from the body for the time being.

Some of his emotions are deteriorating, and that emotion can become awe and fear for things and creatures.

For example, if a normal person sees a poor and fierce gangster, or a corpse or the like, the heart will be terrified and panic, and Wang Xiaoma is much calmer in this respect. Although he will be scared, it is a lot lighter.

Perhaps it was caused by its own changes, or perhaps it was influenced by memories of previous lives.

After all, in his previous life, he lived in a time when his life and dignity were worthless.

Lying on the cold iron frame bed, Wang Xiaoma took off his coat, but the body was covered with a layer of covering fabric from the chest. The anesthetic was not very effective for him, so the swollen nose and blue face swollen from the cabinet with a smile. Take out a small incense burner.

Light purple smoke lingered from many small holes in the incense burner and climbed into the air at a very slow speed.

Wen Feng frowned, holding his breath, and looked up at the other party: “You actually have this.”

“I’m doing this business after all. It’s always a good thing after a long time.” Take out a cloth towel soaked in some kind of liquid and wrap it around your nose and mouth. It sounds like a coquette. “But you can’t use the price after this. Then forget it.”

“You know such a rare commodity.”

“Well.” Wen Feng said lightly: “You can use it.”

Treasures in his tomb palace piled up into mountains, and many people pursued treasures in their hands for life, so the tomb palace would drive countless people crazy.

In a word, his slender eyes were bent and pointed, “It’s you, it seems that I can make a few more pens today.”

Wen Feng ignored him, slender and straight, his shoulders bent down, so the long silver hair slid down the spine and hung down on Wang Xiaoma’s stomach. A little tenderness was covered under the arrogant and indifferent expression. He looked at the bed Wang Xiaoma, “Are you afraid?”

Wang Xiaoba shook his head tightly.

After shaking, he was covered with cold hands on the side of his face, his thumb pressed against his lower lip, and he heard the wind and looked at him, “talking.”

“A little scared.” Wang Xiaomei sniffed and looked at him.

Wen Feng chuckled, “Then I will stand here and let you look at me, eh?”

“it is good.”

Wang Xiaoba sniffed the aroma of the tip of his nose, and did not know how to do that kind of thing, even the anesthetic did not work. Now he feels sleepy, his head does not hurt, and he rubs his palm against the side of his face Feelings are gone.

It is false to say no, not to say no.

From an early age, he didn’t even have an appendectomy. It was injured in ancient times. But is it the same as being pressed in a ‘black clinic’ to let a weirdo use a knife? !

To be honest, he just couldn’t believe it. Some people may look at each other and know at first glance: ‘This is not my dish. ’

Wang Xiaoba always feels strange, alive independently and elegantly, yet cruel and decisive.

Once such a person has confirmed his theory, even if you try to communicate with him, he will politely serve you tea and listen to you after you have finished everything, and then turn around and continue to do it at your own pace.

In short, it is a very difficult kind of people.

After hearing the news, Wang Xiaomei nodded and said, “Okay.”

He turned to the silent girl behind him and said, “It’s time to start.”

The girl behind was the ‘Beautiful Sailor Soldier’ they saw last time, but today she is wearing a clean little skirt and her hair is dyed black. She looks like a junior high school student about to enter high school.

It was a phone call to let her come, and Wang Xiaoma was curious about what happened to the little girl and what she said, but she was not embarrassed to ask more.

The little girl heard the words and held the tray without any noise, and quietly began to mix things.

It looks very skilled and professional.

Wang Xiaoma stared at Wenfeng’s face more and more sleepy, and finally couldn’t help closing it. Before falling asleep, he also heard Bai Yu raise his voice outside the cubicle to cheer him.

…

The surgical light was turned down, making the already fair skin on the bed even paler.

Wang Xiaoma closed his eyes, and cast small shadows on the corners of his eyes and under his eyelashes. He stood in the same position as when he heard the wind, holding his hung hand and quietly looking at his face.

A slender eye swept over, and the smile on the corner of his lips was deeper. He turned his head and took a transparent potion in the tray held by the girl.

The pointed glass bottle tilted, and a few drops of liquid dropped on the left chest where Wang Xiaoma exposed.

What I said just now is just teasing Wang Xiaoma with one word. Taking out the feather pattern is actually very simple. At least it was like that before the feather pattern went through the second boarding.

The moment when a few drops of colorless and odorless liquid penetrated the surface of the skin, the pale skin suddenly showed large-scale blood red, and the feathers of the sheets grew wildly and even reacted like a surge!

More and more bottles and cans, and more and more medicine drops on it.

The red lines that only started to grow on the skin actually appeared on the skin!

The red feathers drilled out of the skin like silk threads or grubs, because the red thing of the medicine can still twist, just like a drunk person.

“Oh, this is more exaggerated than I thought.” After a word of startling, he said slightly, “It seems that this body is indeed more suitable for this little thing than Yan Chun’s. It’s almost on the cheek.”

His tone seemed to be saying that the relative’s overweight child was gentle and helpless.

The deep, deep pupils reflected the bleeding red piece, and the disgust at the bottom of the eyes made no secret.

In a word, put your finger gently on those red’silk threads’.

“Don’t you like it? Actually, this is one of my better masterpieces.”

“Remove it.”

Wen Feng looked at the words.

In a word, I watched the news.

“…The aura has changed.” He said with a chuckle, “It seems that it is not accurate to call him a’collectible’, but this is the first time I have seen him such a perfect type of worship, whether it is physical or There is no change in thoughts and humans, it is simply the most perfect artwork I am after.”

“The child next to me is also made by me.” The girl patted the head of the girl holding the tray, and the girl continued to hold it without expression or emotion.

“The materials are obviously very precious, and it took me so many years of hard work to create a human life. I think that this technology has reached its peak among the same artisans.”

“Until I saw your this…”

“Surely the soul is the key…”

In a word: “Can you give it to me, or lend me to study-uh -”

The iron frame bed rubs against the floor with a harsh sound, and it is accompanied by the sound of banging objects.

White jade, which continued to observe the rare materials outside the compartment, was startled, and looked back at the compartment, and there was no strange sound coming from inside.

“Did you accidentally touch the plate?” Bai Yu scratched his head and continued to drool at the materials.

It would be good if so many precious materials are mine!

…

‘Tick’

‘Tick’

The bright red liquid fell on the floor and shattered into small flowers.

He covered his right face with his hand, and blood began to fall down his fingers. He frowned painfully, and even the usual smile on his mouth was gone.

His hands and most of his face are sticky blood. When the opposite wind blows out, he didn’t even see how the wind blows out. He was injured.

The blurred vision of one eye reflected the figure of terror and pressure on the opposite side.

“Remember the pain now, don’t try to make me unhappy again.” You deep eyes stared at the miserable look, somewhat joyous, the lips curved sharply evil and full of murderous.

The news that is not in front of Wang Xiaoma does not need to be covered up. The once-incomparable ‘Magic King’ clearly only looked up, but was full of contempt for one word.

Wen Feng’s power and longevity allow him to control the life and death of others at will. After all, in the face of absolute power, any calculation is futile.

Do you feel sad about stepping on an ant?

No, so killing unwanted people is the same for Wenfeng.

“I don’t mind your purpose, because I will kill you before you hit the careful thought to my brother, then I will pull out your whole brain.”

“Immediately began to remove feather lines, understand?”

“……I know.”

Silent for a moment, picked up the bandage and potion next to it and handled the grim wound that slipped from the corner of the eye to the chin. The girl next to him was attacked and injured, and he stood still.

A machine that doesn’t seem to work without orders.

After finishing his words, he lost a smile on his face. He looked at the red stripes that had already taken the potion and was not struggling. He took out a small slender gold-copper scissors from the tray, opened the scissors and covered the potion. The roots of the veins punctured.

The cold power is like a poisonous snake wrapped around his neck. It seems that as long as he presses the scissors a little hard, his neck will be crushed instantly, and the whole head will tear off the blood on the spot!

That was just the coercion of the wind–

How many talented people would have such a powerful murderous spirit? The feathers under his hands spewed out like smoke spattered with sulfuric acid, and writhing wildly, making a slap-like burning sound.

The water and water on the bed are still quiet, even if the feather lines are completely eliminated.

But he did live his life, even if he could feel the sound of the heartbeat on his fingers even if he said it through the scissors!

In contrast, the most proud masterpiece beside him is simply a failure…

In a word, it was either a puppet who had never been sacrificed, but in the end, it was either an unrecognizable tool that would kill, or no human form at all.

Special blood…

Sure enough…

How many years of sacrifices are required for such a perfect work? How much blood do you need?

“It’s alright.” Without a word, he turned around and walked to the sink to clean the scissors. He dangled his head, his eyes were burning with intense emotions, and the finger that felt the heartbeat just rubbed slightly.

Ordinary people have to work hard to get something for a lifetime, but those monsters can easily get it.

I thought in a word, so he hated these aliens so much. The aliens who are not humans do not have the right to survive in this world. They themselves disturb order and rules!

These monsters can override others without effort!

“Remuneration will be in your hands tomorrow.”

Wen Feng said a little lightly, and Wang Xiaomei, who lifted the bed, put his clothes on him, and simply turned him around and left.

From the beginning to the end, no words were given.

To lose value, just ignore it.

When the sound of going downstairs disappeared, he clenched his palm fiercely.

[The author has something to say: Today is in a bad state. Here comes Auntie, oops.

Thank you baby for the monthly ticket.

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