The empress is wild and cool, and I'll help her secure her throne

Corpse Street.

Room No. 2, Dizi.

It was already night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Ye Qianxuan asked Cheng Zhushou and Kong Zhongzhi to wait outside for a while while he went in to sew the body.

"She's just a maid, yet Young Master Ye is so interested in her!" Cheng Zhushou sighed.

"My friend truly has the bearing of a saint."

"Cheng is ashamed."

Kong Zhongzhi was accustomed to this and sighed, "The sage said: A gentleman does not save others."

"If anyone else faced the death of a maid, they would probably be a kind gentleman if they could give her a straw mat for burial."

"Yet Young Master Ye was willing to take the risk of sewing up the demon corpse and giving it a proper burial. He is truly a saint above all gentlemen!"

Cheng Zhushou agreed deeply, and looked at Ye Qianxuan with more admiration.

"Thank you both for your compliments."

"Chu Yao has been with me for so long, I've already considered her a family member."

"Sewing corpses for my family is just my job."

"Please wait a moment. Once I finish sewing the corpse, I'll treat you to a drink."

Ye Qianxuan felt a little embarrassed by the praise, and immediately bowed and said, then entered the No. 2 corpse sewing room.

The morgue was utterly silent.

There will never be a little girl again who raises her smiling face after a busy day and says to herself, "Master, you are back!"

He lowered his head, and when his eyes fell on Chu Yao's broken body, his heart still ached.

She shouldn't have died.

He shouldn't be tortured to death like this!

Ye Qianxuan took a deep breath, suppressed the thousands of emotions in his heart, then took out the small Zongheng, threaded a flesh-colored thread, and began to sew Chu Yao's body.

This was the most meticulous corpse sewing job he had done since he came here.

Chu Yao was so beautiful, Ye Qianxuan didn’t want her to die, so she was stitched up so ugly!

Ye Qianxuan tried his best to make every stitch and every scar look better.

A full three hours later!

Just when Ye Qianxuan was about to sew the last stitch, a cold wind suddenly blew from behind!

coming!

Ye Qianxuan was well prepared!

After opening the second volume of the Heavenly Corpse Record, this seam demon corpse encountered more and more tricks!

Immediately, he pulled out the black gold ancient knife from the storage ring and looked back suddenly!

The surrounding scene also changed suddenly!

The dark corpse-sewing room disappeared in an instant, and in its place was a majestic and magnificent palace!

This palace is magnificent and golden, and there is an exquisite and gorgeous throne in the innermost part, which is very similar to the empress's phoenix chair!

At this moment, a graceful figure in red was holding a round fan, covering her face with the gauze fan, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, looking towards Ye Qianxuan!

Ye Qianxuan was stunned!

This is where? !

It doesn’t look like the Golden Palace of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty!

Soon, one figure after another appeared beside Ye Qianxuan. At this moment, they all stood with their hands hanging down, expressionless, and respectful in their postures, as if the woman sitting on the seat had a great oppressive power on them.

Ye Qianxuan frowned.

It seems that the corpses in the second volume of Tianshilu always pull themselves into an illusion.

The first illusion at that time was more or less related to Tu Xing's identity or cause of death.

But this time, Ye Qianxuan was completely confused.

When Ye Qianxuan lowered his head to think, he suddenly heard a call:

"Master, come!"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure in red. She had taken off her veil, revealing a pure, elegant and beautiful face!

It was Chu Yao!

Ye Qianxuan was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't control his steps and walked towards Chu Yao step by step!

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Ye Qianxuan was getting closer and closer to Chu Yao.

Chu Yao's eyes became more and more charming, and she gently took off her red gauze dress!

The two seemed to be about to have a passionate affair!

“The sage said: Respect ghosts and gods but keep them at a distance!”

Suddenly, a voice of righteousness suddenly exploded in the air!

At the same time, Chu Yao's face changed quietly, like the grassland being blown by the wind!

In an instant, he turned into Ye Haomo's appearance!

Ye Haomo held a long banner in his hand and smashed it towards Ye Qianxuan's head!

Ye Qianxuan also woke up instantly at this moment, picked up his black gold ancient sword and slashed it down with one blow!

Stab it!

A dark golden blade energy as condensed as a thread slashed out with a bang!

Ye Haomo and the long banner in his hand were split into two halves on the spot!

The sword energy was extremely sharp and its momentum was unstoppable!

In the blink of an eye, the entire illusion was instantly cut in half!

The yin energy blew his clothes, and Ye Qianxuan immediately returned to Room No. 2.

Cheng Zhushou and Kong Zhongzhi also rushed in, looked at the deep knife mark on the ground, and nodded at the same time:

"Young friend Ye, great swordsmanship!"

Ye Qianxuan also bowed and said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Sub-Sage, for helping me!"

Cheng Zhushou stroked his beard and nodded slightly: "It's just a demon corpse, nothing to be afraid of!"

"Young friend Ye, just continue sewing the corpse. I will protect you."

"it is good!"

Ye Qianxuan nodded heavily, and his heart immediately felt much more at ease. He then turned and walked towards Chu Yao's body, ready to sew the last stitch!

But what no one expected was that Chu Yao's body would be shattered again, as if Ye Qianxuan had never sutured it before!

"Little friend Ye, why don't you sew?"

Cheng Zhushou's heckling voice suddenly appeared in Ye Qianxuan's ears!

Ye Qianxuan was startled and immediately turned his head, and saw Cheng Zhushou's ferocious face appear before him!

Another illusion!

Without any hesitation, he swung out the ancient black gold sword!

Stab it!

The knife flashed, and suddenly there was a blanket of blood!

The surrounding scenery changes again!

At this moment, Ye Qianxuan seemed to be immersed in a shaking sea of ​​blood. After rippling slightly, it instantly swept towards Ye Qianxuan!

Afterwards, two figures appeared in front and behind him!

"Master! Come!"

"My friend! Don't be fooled by that demon corpse!"

Chu Yao and Cheng Zhushou suddenly appeared in front and behind Ye Qianxuan!

Cheng Zhushou stood behind Ye Qianxuan, speaking righteously and waving his hands: "Come here quickly, I will help you break the illusion!"

Chu Yao, on the other hand, looked pitiful, her red lips and white teeth parted slightly, and she called out, "Master! My soul is still intact, I will lead you out of this illusion."

There was something indescribably strange about the voices of both of them!

Ye Qianxuan didn't care about all this. He once again held the black gold ancient sword and used the sixth move of Zhenwu to swing the sword, cutting the illusion into pieces!

The surrounding scenery was shaking again, and they returned to the corpse sewing room!

It was still as quiet as ink, with only a kerosene lamp swaying slightly.

Ye Qianxuan was breathing heavily and wanted to look at Chu Yao's body again to determine whether this was an illusion!

Suddenly, Chu Yao's corpse, with stitches on it, sat up with a smile on her face. She stretched out one hand and suddenly grabbed Ye Qianxuan's neck tightly!

Ye Qianxuan immediately wanted to raise his hand and cut off Chu Yao's arm with a knife!

But no one expected that Chu Yao was so strong!

The sudden lack of oxygen made his whole body go limp!

The black gold ancient knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

At this moment, Chu Yao pinched Ye Qianxuan's neck, her eyes moving, her gaze full of love, and her voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of teasing, she said:

"Since the master won't go with me, I have no choice but to take him away by force!"

A domineering and sharp yin energy directly pierced into Ye Qianxuan's body, as if it wanted to draw out Ye Qianxuan's soul!

Ye Qianxuan was unable to breathe for a moment, and at the same time, the pain of his soul being torn apart filled his whole body!

Just when Ye Qianxuan thought he was going to die!

The second volume of the Heavenly Corpse Record in my mind finally turned to the second page...