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Chapter 222 This Ghost King Is Not So Cold (15)

Pei was lucky enough to sit on the cold ground, and she thought it might be because of little friend Xie Lin, the world was a bit cold in August, and there seemed to be signs of winter snow falling.

Under the moonlight, she seemed to be able to see fine pieces of snow, a small, white piece, in her sight.

Xia Chenzhi's neck was grabbed by Xia Chenzhi, with such force that it seemed to break her bones. She really wanted to resist, but she couldn't raise her hands.

She had no strength left, and her body was covered with wounds made by those ghosts, some of which were even bleeding.

There was too much blood flow, Pei Xingxing felt cold and tired, and his body, which was almost torn apart by thousands of ghosts, was extremely weak at this time.

But she couldn't die here. Even if she was going to die, she would have to meet Feng Qi before she died. She had to tell Feng Qi what had happened in the past few days and let him prepare.

That face, that face in the black mist.

The face of Ghost King Xiucheng.

Fortunately, Pei made a decision, and the mark of the Fallen Angel on her forehead suddenly emitted a strange red light, and the mark also extended to half of her face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yun Han put away his folding fan and said with a smile to Xie Lin: "That priest's mark of the fallen god is already so deep, the upper world can't tolerate her, she will either die in our hands, or die in the hands of those priests, she can't escape, The priests of the Fallen Angels are neither humans nor monsters, nor gods nor ghosts. They cannot be tolerated in the ghost world, let alone the upper world."

The elder sister may be dying, so let's see her off for the last time!

Xie Lin said indifferently: "It's okay to settle the matter now, it depends on whether you have the guts to give up the benefits you are about to get."

At this time, Yun Han was as calm and calm as ever, "Then, what about me and the Western Ghost City? Ta Xue, with you and the Northern Ghost City, do you think we can really resist the two ghost towns?"

If there is a chance, before dying, take her to a northern ghost town for a meal and let her know that the food in his ghost town is the most delicious.

Xia Chenzhi's face darkened, his eyes were extremely cold.

Hearing this, Xia Chenzhi seemed to have thought of something, suppressed the anger abruptly, and said through gritted teeth: "Xie Lin, I, Xia Chenzhi, will definitely keep in mind what happened today, we will have to settle it one day. clear."

Yun Han's sleeve robe flicked lightly to block the constantly dancing snowflakes, but those snowflakes were too dense and too shadowy, he could only create a four-dimensional water curtain around himself, and those snowflakes were trapped by him in the water curtain.

"Are you so scared? Fallen Angel? You have become a ghost king, and you are still so greedy for life and afraid of death. I think you should go back and practice your courage. If you are so timid, it is really hard for you to dare to go out so far. You are not afraid to go out. Scared to death?"

Xia Chenzhi's eyes widened in surprise. Before he could say or do anything, Pei Youxing, who was pinched by him, had already broken free from his hand and fled to the upper world.

Xia Chenzhi's face was filled with anger in an instant, and his eyes seemed to be slightly red with anger, "Xie Lin, are you going to completely turn against my southern ghost city? Just because of a priest, a small priest, you You really want to tear your face off with me."

Around Xie Lin, fine snowflakes fluttered gently, shining with a cold light under the moonlight. His eyebrows and eyes looked a little awkward between the moonlight and the snowlight, as if they were traced out layer by layer, deeper and heavier. of rich ink and color.

Across the hazy water curtain, Yun Han looked at Xie Lin, and couldn't see the young man's face or expression clearly, "Taxue, I know you have always acted freely, you don't want to be restrained, and you won't listen to anyone. As for people, but for this matter, the priest must give an explanation, and someone must be responsible for Yan Bai's death."

After finishing speaking, a quiet river appeared under Yunhan's feet. He walked along the river, and after two or three steps, he disappeared completely.

The young man raised his hand, and snowflakes danced all over the sky, "To pay for Yan Bai's life, this excuse is so righteous and famous! Yun Han! Xia Chenzhi! Don't pretend to be like this in front of me, Is it disgusting, don't you feel like vomiting?"

The young man's long hair was blown by the night wind, the snow-colored hairband floated with the wind, and the clear ringtone seemed particularly empty at night.

He and Yun Han tried to stop them almost at the same time, but at this time, tiny snowflakes suddenly floated up, and countless broken snow struck Xia Chenzhi and Yun Han like sharp snow blades.

Xie Lin's face was expressionless, colder and colder than the floating snow, gloomy and cold, "Qinghe, under the moon, I just want to ask you a question, half of your eagerness to kill the old man is really because of Yan Bai ? Could it be because of the Fallen God mark on the old man's forehead? What? Once Yan Bai died, you all thought about how to carve up the power in Dongfang Ghost City and him, and then killed the old man who might become the next ghost king. future trouble."

Xie Lin glanced at him lightly, and said indifferently: "When did I give you face? I haven't even given you face, so there is no need to tear the face, it is already broken."

Xia Chenzhi stepped back a few meters, and there were marks on the right side of his face that were cut by snowflakes. He looked at the young man in white clothes under the moonlight, and there was a faint sign of anger, and he roared: "Xie Lin!! Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing? Do you want to cover up a priest?"

Xie Lin smiled disdainfully, and denser snowflakes fluttered around him, "Will you win the fight? You won't know until you've fought. I hate talking and I like hands. Don't you know?"

Seeing him like this, Xia Chenzhi became even more angry.

……

Xia Chenzhi didn't want to talk to Xie Lin anymore, the more he talked, the more angry he became, he turned and disappeared into the dark night.

Yun Han tightened his grip on the folding fan in his hand.

Yun Han unfolded his folding fan and slapped it hard, those water curtains disappeared in response to the wind, and the snowflakes floating around evaporated into wisps of water mist, "I know you are warlike, but I don't want to fight with you. Once Yan Bai dies, the chaos in the ghost world will come soon." It turns out that there are many evil spirits who will definitely want to succeed the Eastern Ghost City, and a fierce fight will be unavoidable at that time. If you fight now, you will lose both sides, and the things you get are likely to be snatched by others, so the gain is not worth the loss. gone."

He said casually: "The confession in your mouth is to make the old man responsible for Yan Bai's death without being sure who the murderer is? What kind of confession is this kind of confession? It really opened my mind Eyesight, increased knowledge."

Xie Lin lowered his eyes to look at the snow in front of him, raised his eyes to look at the sky, thought about it, and decided to go to the upper realm.

When Pei was lucky enough to reach the Upper Realm, her whole body seemed to have cooled down. Along the way, her blood kept flowing out of her body, dripping into the clouds, one by one dyed red.

When she arrived at the gate of Xiandu, she was about to go in when her eyes went dark and she fell forward.

She meant half sober and half vague, thinking that the fall must be real.

But no, Pei was lucky that what he imagined didn't happen, a cold arm wrapped around her waist.

(End of this chapter)