I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

Jin let go of his hand, the man fell lightly to the ground.
Without even looking at the corpse, he turned to the coffin and said to the wide-eyed and gaped-mouth Wang Xiao Mie: “Xiao Mie, give me my sword.”

Wang Xiao Mie was a little confused looking at the lifeless body of the man who just seconds ago was still talking like a maniac. 

This was somewhat unreal.
He was expecting something more.
The man was spouting incomprehensive words but he gave off a vibe that he was not easy to defeat.
And then just like that, he was killed…

It was quite anti-climatic.

Wang Xiao Mie’s disappointment was also felt by Lei Jie and Xiao Luo.
Their lower jaws almost touched the ground. 

“…..Shibo, didn’t you say he had something up his sleeve?” Xiao Luo pouted.

“…..Maybe that something was the bunch of rubbish he was babbling about.” It’s just a pity that his opponent was the ‘piss off, I don’t give a hoot’ type.
Lei Jie covered her face.

“Wait, that’s it? And what was he talking about? What concoction? What body odor? Why don’t I know anything?” Wang Xiao Mie eyed at Wen Feng Jin suspiciously.

He had a hunch that the man was about to say something that would rebuke his previous understanding and Wen Feng Jin had deliberately shut him up.

As the thought occupied his mind, the man on the ground suddenly moved!

“Sh*t! The corpse is moving!” Xiao Luo shouted out his inner dialogue.

He watched in horror as the corpse on the ground twisted and turned.
Briefly after, the man rose up like zombies in the movies.

The man held his neck and gave it a tweak.
With a crisp bone cracking sound, he adjusted his neck back in place.

Wen Feng Jin tapped lightly on Wang Xiao Mie’s forehead: “Xiao Mie, snap out of it.
Pass me my Liao Yue sword.”

“Ah? Oh ok ok!” Wang Xiao Mie quickly reached for the Liao Yue sword inside the coffin and handed it to Wen Feng Jin, “How is he alive?!”

“He can’t be killed by regular methods.
This is a little troublesome, you should hide in the coffin.
That man is crazy.
When this is over, I will answer all your questions.”

Wen Feng Jin was very gentle with his words.
He did not give the newly reborn monster any attention.
His eyes only reflected Wang Xiao Mie’s restless expression and there was an excitement in him that Wang Xiao Mie could not understand.
Slowly, he unsheathed his Liao Yue sword and said softly: “It seems that Zhen Bei was not lying.
Soon, I can truly revive you, Xiao Mie.”

Wang Xiao Mie was taken aback: “What does that mean…What do you mean by truly revive? Ain’t I a zombie now? Ain’t I already revived?”

However, Wen Feng Jin did not answer him.
He raised his sword and let the scabbard fall to the ground.
His long dark hair fluttered as a red murderous aura emanated.
When it appeared, the powerful force field was like an invisible fist pressing on one’s chest and creating a sharp boom in one’s brain!

Behind him, even Wang Xiao Mie was feeling the pressure, not to mention the man at whom the force was targeted at.
He stumbled and almost fell to his knees.
Lei Jie and Xiao Luo at the rear were not spared either.
They grabbed at their chest and knelt on the ground with bleeding noses.

But the man was only taken by surprise.
He gradually became accustomed to the pressure and finally, sent out his own energy that was similar to Wen Feng Jin’s!

“…..
you say that I’m crazy?” The man’s clothes were blown rumpled by the intense force.
He sneered as his face and skin turned bluish-gray at the speed visible to the naked eyes! Veins and muscles were vividly shown coursing through this skin.
The pair of regular black eyes had also turned blood-red like Wen Feng Jin’s.

“Wen Feng Jin, tell me, who is the crazier one, you or me? Did you forget all the killings that you orchestrated? Have you also forgotten the slaughter you did on your own sect?”

“Shut up.”

Wen Feng Jin held his sword in one hand and drew the bright blade into a crescent.
He slashed forward mercilessly!

The man was unable to dodge in time and so he used both hands to catch the blade!

“Woah! Empty-handed sword block?!”

“Woah! You think you’re Guo Jing?!” (TN: protagonist of the renowned novel Legend of the Condor Heroes)

The two exclamations were shouted at the same time.
Wang Xiao Mie and Xiao Luo looked at each other from a distance. 

Fellow readers!

Wait a minute.
Xiao Luo was stunned.
Isn’t he a thousand-year dumpling? How does he know this reference?

But before he had time to ponder over this, the fight was getting so intense that it grabbed everyone’s attention.

After the initial attack, the man’s arm was almost cut off.
However, it healed immediately.
He then proceeded to pull out a soft sword from his belt.

Wen Feng Jin continued his duel with him.
Light beams were reflected from the swords as sharp clinking sounds were heard as the swords clashed.
To a mortal like Wang Xiao Mie, this was like witnessing a fantastical fight. 

He was dazzled by the body movements and the afterimage.
If he were in this fight, he probably would not last long.

Wen Feng Jin was especially ruthless with his attacks, each strike harbored a tenacious killing intent.
On the other hand, his opponent relied on his powerful healing ability, dodging what he could and taking in the damage when he failed to avoid it.

It was strange that every time Wen Feng Jin made a big wound, there was not much blood surging out.
It’s almost like…..Wang Xiao Mie held Kai Ming against his chest….
It’s just like Wen Feng Jin.

Once again, the stabbed man ignored his wounds and relentlessly tried to inflict damage on Wen Feng Jin.
It was an all-out battle.