Pursuing Immortality

Time passed, Wen Jing was still motionless in the sedan chair.

"call……"

When the mascot arrives, it is midnight. A breeze blew across the sealed hall, and alas, the two candles in front of the idol lighted, shining a little light.

A golden light leaped from the idol and landed on the ground.

He looked at Huajiao, and was happy on his face. He stepped forward two steps, suddenly changed, and changed from General Jinjia to a white-faced Langjun with a red robe.

It lifted the car curtain and said something sternly: "Please lady, get off the car."

"..."

Wen Jing twitched heartily, resisting the anxiety and fear, and trembled off the sedan chair. King Qingshan saw her lift up gently, revealing a touch of small red shoes, she was even more happy, and quickly reached out to help.

After dealing with him for more than half a year, Zhou Yang was well acquainted with it, like the extreme kind, uh, the ancient superb pig hoof!

Wen Jing is petite and exquisite, and her feet are exquisite.

It was polite in front of it, followed by revealing its original shape, eagerly lifted the hijab, and saw a tender white face like peeled eggs, two eyebrows like wicker, red lips small, can not help but be very satisfied.

"You are so beautiful and born with a unique vein. It is rare and rare."

"..."

Wen Jing couldn't speak, fearing to anger him, and was very anxious. She wanted to bow down, and her thoughts vanished. The fairy said that she would never be allowed to kneel!

Thanks to her playing on the spot, she learned to hide in the TV series, deliberately causing some nervous, flustered, and afraid emotions.

Sure enough, the other person could read the thoughts and laughed: "Don't be afraid, you marry my king, you are my king's consort. This is not the place for the candlesticks in the cave, follow me."

As he said, he took the girl's hand, and the surrounding scene changed suddenly, even standing in an antique bedroom.

Carved large bed, square table and chairs, red candles burning, wine and dishes on the table, hi be sprinkled with walnuts, peanuts and other things.

"This is our new house. Do you still like it?"

King Qingshan asked a question, reacted a little, and frowned, "Why don't you talk?"

It can't see through Gu Yi's blind eyes, and he doesn't know that the other party has no tongue, so he suffers from honest Jing Jing. Of course, it turns out that at the moment of life and death, people are explosive.

She turned her head sharply, amplifying the fear, and thought, "Isn't it a princess? What's her name?"

"What princess!"

King Qingshan sat on a chair and poured two glasses of wine. "My princess died for thousands of years and was not affected by the incense. Her spirits were long gone."

"Then you call a statue?"

"It's a deep feeling. From now on, you are my true princess. Come and drink this glass of wine."

It said, and touched each other's face.

Wen Jing hid subconsciously and stepped back two steps. King Qingshan's face sank, and he recovered as before, saying, "You are born with Yin veins, and you can help me practice gain. I will teach you three thousand spells, and we will teach you some. We share incense and live forever. What ’s wrong? "

"..."

Wen Jing lowered her head and remained silent for a moment, "Are you only marrying me?"

"How is it possible! Intercourse with the Yinmai female body, the more the better. But you can rest assured that you are the first one to send it, I protect your wealth and status, no matter how many they are!"

"If I promise you, can I be a god?"

"of course."

"I became God, and can I command those people to do things?"

"Haha, as long as you become a god, what you want and what you want, those people will send things honestly. People like this, people worship ghosts and gods, and God is righteous!"

"No, you are not God at all!"

Wen Jing looked up sharply, staring straight at the other party.

"what did you say?"

"You are not God at all!"

"Snapped!"

The fragile body was blown by a slap fan, hit the wall severely, and rolled down to the ground again. King Qingshan was like a bad-faced scholar who pointed at her and said:

"How dare you say I'm not God? What do you know?

Since my awakening of consciousness and the return of the priesthood, I have been diligent and diligent in handling the underworld and protecting Sanyi, almost responding. There are countless incense, many believers, how many people respect me and fear me, and even worship the tablet at home, how dare you say that I am not a god? !! !! !! "

boom!

Wen Jing flew up again, the viscera that fell was shifted, and the mouth sprayed blood.

"Cough ... cough ..."

She was in a very uncomfortable condition, pale, and looked like a dead leaf that was bent, and if she moved it again, she would be completely broken.

But she still held her breath, no longer afraid, her only loved one died tragically, and she was tortured, and all the backlogs of emotions erupted suddenly, and she was able to speak.

"The evil spirits that harmed Wen and Zhang, killed five people, and killed five people. Even if you cover up, you can write off one sentence?"

"If you die, you ca n’t be resurrected. It does n’t help to kill that evil spirit. Besides, it hurt me, and I have already been punished. I put it under my control, and I will take care of it. ? "

"But you ask for inexhaustibility, and there are hundreds of spirit beasts every day, which consumes other people's fortunes and is miserable. Is this also what the gods do?"

"The Buddha also said that the scriptures were sold cheaply, so that future generations and children would have no money to use. I work for the people, and I should be paid for it, but I only take the nobility, because they can afford it. If I am really cruel, let millions of believers do it for me Raising, isn't it easier? "

"Remuneration? Also includes Nafei?"

"It is your pleasure to associate with my king."

King Aoyama's thinking was weird and determined that he was right. When he saw the other party's silence, he couldn't help but say, "Why can't I be argued? My King told you that I am not only God, but also the greatest and most widely praised God in the world!"

"I understand……"

"what did you say?"

"I get it, never kneel on ghosts! Ghosts, scary and detrimental, for fear of awe. God, thunder and rain, destiny, fortune, and consolation, willing to be slaves!"

Wen Jing suddenly understood, saying: "You are God, but God is not a good thing! You can't see light, you can't see people, and you can't even expose your true body ..."

boom!

King Qingshan kicked out, the girl was dying, and there was still a breath.

Following the scene change, it became the ancient Yamen Hall.

It took off the groom's suit, changed his majestic and royal costume, and sat on the lobby. The judge was almost standing on both sides.

"Come here! Pull her tongue out for me, dug out her eyes, cramped and peeled it, nailed it under the idol seat, and burned it with a smoldering fire. Don't let her die, I will torture her for hundreds of years! Thousand years!" Qingshan Wang burst into rage.

"Ha ha……"

Wen Jing smiled suddenly, with an inexplicable meaning: "I was so disappointed that I was wasting this long!"

"..."

The huge public hall was silent, the atmosphere was weird, and the judge was angrily: "What are you still doing, do it!"

"Yes!"

Several ghost soldiers rushed over.

Wen Jing looked at them, then turned to look at King Qingshan, and then smiled.

I saw in her eyes that the black pupil suddenly disappeared. No, it did not disappear, but turned golden with the white eyes. This golden color flows in the eyes like a liquid, emerges from the bottom of the eyes, and then becomes more and more abundant.

King Qingshan's face changed greatly, and he shouted, "How brave, how dare you come to the king's office to spread the wild!"

It had guessed that someone had taken Wen Jing's body into his secret space. And just as it ended, the golden light in Wen Jing's eyes shot out suddenly.

It's like the sun shining on the dark earth; it's like Jianhong, it cuts through the night.

The ghost soldiers present didn't know what happened, only Qingshan King suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the golden light.

It has no physical body, but the soul and soul are extremely powerful, otherwise it will not pretend to be a ghost and make such a big scene.

This grab is the use of the power of the Primordial Spirit, as the heart, extraordinary power.

The golden light shot very fast, and the hand was raised very fast, and they hit each other in the blink of an eye. Wu Guang's big hand completely wrapped Jin Guang, holding it tightly, as if to crush it.

laugh!

Penetrating!

Without any hindrance, the heavy palm of the mountain was instantly penetrated by the golden light. King Qingshan was trembling all over his body. Before he could feel the pain, a little Jinmang magnified infinitely in his eyes.

Penetrating it again.

Flapping, Wen Jing lost her support, collapsed to the ground, and passed out.

The dozens of ghosts present, together with the two judges, were stunned and stunned. King Qingshan is the existence of God in their hearts, and as a result there is no fighting back.

And the golden light flew in the void, falling into the ground, the moon-white gown, and there seemed to be a soft layer of light on the body ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Return to nature, and heaven and man are one.

The presence of this person trembled the entire space, buzzing like a breakdown. He turned his eyes, and the ghosts and the judges suddenly turned into black gas and disappeared without screaming.

Then he looked forward again.

King Qingshan was severely wounded, motionless, but his body was like a rapidly melting candle, flowing little by little to the ground, emitting plumes of black smoke.

"Dignified ghosts have not been killed by this blow from me. You are so deceived that you lose your identity too." This humane.

With the end of the words, a puddle of black water flowing on the ground suddenly surged, suddenly raised the height, reshaped the body, and still looks like the King of Qingshan.

It was just full of fear in his eyes, and he leaped up quickly.

boom!

The crumbling Yamen Hall collapsed in an instant, exposing the sky and the sky as boundless.

The King of Qingshan turned into a mass of wind, invisible and invisible, and dissipated in the void. It knows that it is not an adversary, but only escapes.

"Want to run?"

The man raised his right hand and caught it. Wow! It seemed as if the glass mirror was shattered, and a huge piece of void was caught down.

"what!"

King Qingshan, who had fallen into the yin and yang, fell down with a cry of fear and fell in front of him like a dead dog.

It looked at the other in a panic. The move just now did not break the void, but changed the structure of its mysterious space with the method of illusion.

This man must be a god.

It has seen a lot of immortals, but it has been a long time since I have seen an immortal who practices the illusion.

"You, who are you?"

"Kunlun, Gu You."

("Love Cemetery" was more than 200 million at the box office on the first day. Oh, the money is so profitable. Didn't check it online, do you get a score now?)

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