This female ghost is obviously very beautiful

Mrs. Yuan had a glorious life, and all her children and grandchildren were intimidated by her majesty.After his death, he only ended up shrouded in grass leather, which ended in a mess, and he couldn't help but sigh and mourn.

No matter how cruel Yuan Huan was, he really admired the old lady Yuan who gave birth to him. At that time, he did not expect the old lady to be so heartless.

After the old lady left, he also blamed himself.

After arriving in Chang'an, he saw the luxurious mansion bestowed by the emperor himself, and saw the respectful and fearful eyes facing him from all over the court, and secretly blamed the old lady for being too stubborn and inflexible.

Look at the present, the emperor regards him as a confidant, the future is bright, and the Yuan family will shine brilliantly under his leadership.

Yuan Ye's death, in exchange for the prosperity of the Yuan Mansion, isn't it worth it?

Yuan Huan's silence was only exchanged for a mocking laugh from the woman.

"I want to see Master," Yuan Shuangqing continued, "As long as he is sure that he is safe, I will study the method of making ghost generals. Otherwise, I don't care, anyway... Master and I should have died there long ago."

"Okay, I'll let you meet."

Yuan Huan got up slowly, smoothed out the pleated hem, looked at her and said, "You don't have much time left..."

Then, he walked down the corridor of the attic, with his back straight and his hands behind his back, he walked out of this desolate palace slowly.

Yuan Shuangqing's eyes were as gloomy as water. She stroked her hair lifted by the breeze until Yuan Huan couldn't see her figure at all, then she looked away.

Her thoughts began to drift away.

In the tomb half a month ago, Chang Xi's sword had pierced her skin. She thought she was going to die by Chang Xi's hands, and she felt extremely calm.

She admitted that she was at a loss at that time and just wanted to back down.It is better to die at her hands than to be used by relatives, than to face the tragedy of Master being killed by his lover.

However, Chang Xi seemed to have regained her senses at that time. She looked bitter, as if she couldn't accept what she was doing now. She looked at Yuan Shuangqing, her eyes were full of sadness, although there were no tears.

But the next moment, she was like a walking corpse again, with an expression of evil and pureness on her face again, and the sword in her hand was sent out a little more.

Tears blurred Yuan Shuangqing's eyes, and she seemed to see a glimmer of hope, like a traveler dying of thirst seeing water in the desert, like a beam of light suddenly shining in the darkness.

She suddenly didn't want to die like this, thinking that if Chang Xi could regain consciousness, what kind of despair would she have for her death?

she will be crazy...

Surely it will.

Can't bear it, really.

Yuan Shuangqing leaned back, avoiding the sword, raised one hand, clasped her wrist, and moved down, the hilt of the sword was taken by Yuan Shuangqing in her hand.

Chang Xi was taken aback for a moment, and a surge of excitement rose in her heart.

She likes this kind of prey, and people who are determined to die will only make everything boring.

She licked her upper lip, showing a smile that was not a smile, and stretched out her hands to try to grab Yuan Shuangqing's neck.

Yuan Shuangqing quickly stood up on the spot, rushed to the side, picked up the long sword in her hand, gritted her teeth, made a deep gash in the palm of her hand, and then turned around to slash at Chang Xi.

Even though she tried her best to tell herself that this was not the original Chang Xi, she still couldn't hurt her, so while she couldn't dodge, she couldn't help shaking her hand, deviated from the original track, and barely scratched her arm.

However, even so, Chang Xi still felt the pain. She let out an ah, and then smelled the strong yang energy on Yuan Shuangqing's body, showing a ignorant and somewhat greedy expression.

smell good……

This fragrance emanating from her body is no less than a hungry person smelling a feast.

Chang Xi couldn't help curling her index finger, and her eyes moved slightly, hooking Yuan Shuangqing's neck.

She didn't try to pinch her, but leaned closer and sniffed, leaning the tip of her nose against one side of her neck, she gently parted her lips, revealing the two sharp fangs inside.

Yuan Shuangqing didn't move at all, she felt Changxi's breath hit her neck, and then her wet tongue touched the skin there.

Yuan Shuangqing shivered sensitively, and wanted to push Chang Xi away, but Chang Xi didn't let her do what she wanted, and began to use a little force with her fingers.

Yuan Shuangqing felt a little painful from being pinched, and suddenly felt her body become soft. Yuan Shuangqing pinched Changxi's shoulder weakly, feeling a burst of despair in her heart.

Chang Xi...she was sucking her own yang energy.

"Abai!" Yuan Shuangqing moved her body, feeling tears falling into her mouth, which was her own, and it was extremely bitter.

Her eyes lost focus, and she murmured: "Changxi? Xue Changxi, stop, you will regret it! You will definitely regret it... Do you know? Xue Chonghua!"

Perhaps the name Xue Chonghua moved some minds, but Chang Xi actually stopped, and her fingers gradually lost strength.

Yuan Shuangqing regained a bit of physical strength, not wanting to repeat the same mistakes, before Chang Xi could move, she reached out and hooked her neck directly, lowered her head, and pressed her lips on her lips, then forcefully stuck out her tongue, and got inside.

Chang Xi seemed to tremble for a while, but she didn't even resist, she just stood there in a daze like a wooden stake.

Yuan Shuangqing opened her eyes to her bright red pupils, found the part of Chang Xi's fangs with her tongue, stroked it lightly, with a hint of pity, and then pushed it upwards forcefully.

But in an instant, Yuan Shuangqing successfully tasted the smell of blood, which mixed in the saliva of the two of them, and some of it slid down the sides of their mouths.

Chang Xi's eyes widened, her whole body twitched violently, and with a soft moan, she quickly pushed her shoulders away.

At the same time, her eyes quickly faded from blood and turned into amber: "Qingqing..."

"Ah Bai!" Yuan Shuangqing shouted in surprise, grabbing her wrist.

Chang Xi hesitated for a moment, then gently broke her away, and stepped back, with a sad look on his brows: "Don't come, I can't control myself..."

"You...you drink my blood! It can suppress the evil spirits in your body."

Chang Xi shook her head, bit her lower lip tightly: "Qingqing, you have to be fine, I'm leaving."

Yuan Shuangqing also shook her head, her tears had run out, and her eyes were red and swollen, making people feel distressed just looking at them.

Chang Xi stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch her face, but in the end she backed away and chose to stay away.She took a deep breath, turned her face away slightly, glanced at Zhang Zizhong who was lying there, her lips trembled, and whispered: "I will come back, I will definitely, as I said, I will not lie to you again."

Memories come to an abrupt end here.

This was the last sentence Chang Xi left for Yuan Shuangqing, and she left after that, no matter how heartrendingly Yuan Shuangqing called, she still couldn't make him turn back.

She doesn't want to promise, as long as Chang Xi is always by her side.

If you want blood, she can give it, isn't it just blood?She is not afraid of pain.

Yuan Shuangqing was heartbroken, and finally passed out beside Zhang Zizhong. When she woke up, she was already in Yuan's mansion. She knocked on the door desperately to attract Yuan Huan, only to realize that Zhang Zizhong was not dead, and was rescued by him. .

Yuan Shuangqing breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart.Fortunately, the master is not dead, otherwise she would not know how to face Chang Xi.

Yuan Huan finally allowed Yuan Shuangqing to meet him.

Seeing that Zhang Zizhong's abdomen was wrapped with layers of gauze and his entire face was bloodless, her heart was throbbing and she was numb from the pain.

She took Zhang Zizhong's hand and watched him wake up from his drowsiness.

Yuan Shuangqing knelt on the bedside with tears in her eyes, and said, "My disciple is not filial, disciple... I'm going to find Ah Bai."

Hearing this, Zhang Zizhong held her hand tightly and gasped for breath: "No... Master won't allow you to see her again, she is no longer the former Ah Bai, you...you will be hurt by her, look at me fate."

Yuan Shuangqing hurriedly said: "Master, she didn't mean to hurt you! She was just..."

Yuan Shuangqing lowered her head, unable to speak any more.

Zhang Zizhong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Shuangqing, how does Master treat you?"

Yuan Shuangqing seemed to know what Zhang Zizhong was going to say, so she choked up even more: "Master treats me like his own life, and Shuangqing has nothing to repay."

"Then Master wants you to promise me not to look for her again," Zhang Zizhong said too hastily, and coughed violently, which affected the wound in his abdomen. He covered his lower abdomen and frowned uncomfortably. Under Yuan Shuangqing's worried eyes, He forcefully finished what he wanted to say: "At least...at least while Master is still here, you...you can't go to her."

Yuan Shuangqing shook her head, unable to say a word.

"Shuangqing, I'm afraid I won't have a good life for a few years after suffering this injury for my teacher. You, you promise me, promise me!"

The blood on Zhang Zizhong's abdomen seeped through the gauze, and Yuan Shuangqing trembled as she looked at the blood, as if she had returned to the tomb of Princess Chonghua, and returned to that cold and dark space, full of despair.

Finally... I agreed.

it's nothing……

She didn't go looking for it, but Abai said he would come back, so she believed her.

After that, she was rushed to the palace, and Zhang Zizhong was rescued only as a tool to threaten Yuan Shuangqing, and was left in Yuan's mansion.

Yuan Shuangqing walked back to the room, picked up the military training book on the table, sat down and opened it.

Even though she was unwilling to do things for Yongcheng Wang Zhu Jing in every possible way, but for the sake of her master and to see Chang Xi alive, she had no choice but to compromise.

Yuan Shuangqing studied the book until half an hour later, feeling dizzy, pinched the bridge of her nose, put down the book, went downstairs, picked up a picture scroll on the wall, pressed a small protrusion on the wall, and opened it. One of the secret doors, and then step down the steps.

After reaching the ground, Yuan Shuangqing pulled the brake next to it, and the kerosene was ignited by friction, illuminating the place.

This is an underground dormitory. There are no other hidden doors or rooms. The vast area is clear at a glance, covering almost the entire Lingbo Hall.

There are chains everywhere and ghosts everywhere.

After seeing Yuan Shuangqing, some ghosts looked dull, and some ghosts stirred the chains on their hands, trying to pounce on them. Obviously, these ghosts had not been tamed yet.

Yuan Shuangqing didn't look sideways, passed by these ghosts, and stood in front of the only cage here.

The ghosts imprisoned here have dark red eyes, which are a little lighter than Chang Xi's.

When this ghost saw her, it was much more agitated than the other ghosts. It rushed up and bumped into the cage, making a hoarse hoarse sound from its throat.

Yuan Shuangqing was not afraid at all, she got closer, squatted down, and looked at his blood-stained face: "Father, bear with me..."

"...Don't worry, you'll be free soon."