The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Regardless of Ye Buyi's resistance and resistance, Nanli put Ye Buyi, who had vomited blood, on his shoulders, took him back to the room, and violently threw him back on the bed.

Ye Buyi was about to run away with tears in his eyes, but Nanli pinched him by the neck and pushed him back to the bed: "Ye Buyi, don't be ungrateful."

Ye Buyi finally stopped moving.

As soon as Nanli breathed a sigh of relief, Ye Buyi said in a low voice, "Nanli, let me go."

Nanli had already drank a lot of wine and got drunk. When he heard the words, he burst into flames and said patiently: "...Where do you want to go? Where can you go?"

Ye Buyi didn't speak.

Nanli sneered: "Without me, can you live in the wilderness for a day? Ye Buyi, do you have a conscience?"

Ye Buyi looked at him with red eye circles, sobbing in a low voice: "Nanli, thank you. But I beg you, let me go."

Nanli was so angry that his facial features twisted: "You are dreaming. Ye Buyi, listen to me, even if you die, you have to die in Tiger Leaping Stream."

Ye Buyi trembled: "...Why?"

"I saved your life." Nanli laughed angrily, "Or do you think you can still live in the wilderness to this day?"

Ye Buyi's lips were white, and he mustered up all his courage to speak his mind: "...you didn't want to save me at all. You just because I have eyes similar to your dead wife's."

When he first saw the mural of Nanli's deceased wife, Ye Buyi, who was a bit stupid and single-minded, didn't even think that he was a substitute at all, and only cared about being ashamed.

... She is so good, she should be missed by Nanli.Now that I am by Nanli's side, I should learn more about the way Nanli likes, so that he can be happier.

He regards Nanli as the whole world, but Nanli only regards him as a dispensable gadget.

And hearing Ye Buyi expose him like this, Nanli was furious, and the veins on his forehead jumped up: "What did you say? Say it again?"

He had a violent temperament, and he would only restrain himself a little in front of the former Ye Buyi. It was the first time Ye Buyi saw him so angry, shivering with fear, and shrank to the corner of the bed.

"You should thank your parents for making you look good." Nan Li sneered, "Otherwise, on the first day we met, you would have died in my body like the remnant soul of your fellow Taoist."

Ye Buyi suddenly raised his head: "...What did you say?"

"What do you think I rely on to cultivate?" Nanli didn't think there was anything wrong with this. "Your fellow Taoist died, and the soul is useless. So what if I take his soul to cultivate? In comparison, I Treating you well enough, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

Ye Buyi looked at Nanli, his eyes were so strange that he seemed to be seeing him for the first time in his life: "You, you sucked his soul? Didn't you promise to bury him..."

Nanli felt that Ye Buyi was unreasonable, so he sneered and said, "Isn't he already buried? Otherwise, where did the grave by the lake come from?"

Ye Buyi raised his voice: "But you said, I will follow you to Tiger Leaping Stream, you, you will bury him properly. Why did you..."

Nanli asked back: "Did I say I wouldn't suck his soul?"

Ye Buyi's mouth opened, but finally closed in despair.

Nanli's anger eased, and he wanted to touch his head, but Ye Buyi avoided him.

Ye Buyi said with tears: "The first time, we checked and stamped. You said that you would never lie to me and treat me well...it's all a lie...from the beginning You don't have the slightest sincerity towards me..."

The flame that had been suppressed suddenly started a prairie fire under the stimulation of Ye Buyi's words. In a panic, Nanli said without hesitation: "The truth? You want it, but do you deserve it? Do you deserve it? "

"It was you hypocritical Taoist priests who sent me into the wilderness. I fucked you little Taoist priest. You deserve it!"

Ye Buyi froze in place.

These words were like a sharp ice pick, smashing into Ye Buyi's heart, his bones felt numb and cold as if ice had been mixed into them, and the pain was about to burst.

After staying there for an unknown amount of time, Ye Buyi finally bent down in pain, bumping his head against the edge of the bed, making a loud bang.

In the past, he only thought of the so-called heartache as a description, but he realized that it was a real dull pain, which made his head covered in cold sweat.

After putting down his angry words, Nanli was not only not happy at all, but his chest was swollen with tightness. Seeing Ye Buyi's reaction, he immediately stretched out his hand to protect his forehead: "What are you doing?! Don't pretend to be in front of me. Crazy."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sliding sound of the dagger being unsheathed at his waist.

Nanli stepped back and saw Ye Buyi holding the dagger, with red eye circles, like an irritated little rabbit, staring at him viciously.

"What? Want to kill me?" When he came back to his senses, Nanli regretted the vicious words he said to Ye Buyi just now, but he was used to being a king, so it would be wrong for him to immediately admit that he was wrong and swallow his words back. It's impossible, "You're courageous, Ye Buyi."

He really thought that Ye Buyi would come and stab him.

In just a few moments, Nanli had already conceived the scene after he rushed over.

He won't hide, just let him stab the sword, and he will not be killed by such a small thing. When he stabs the sword and calms down, he will slowly coax him back, his Little temper will disappear no matter what.

Nanli felt that he knew Ye Buyi very well, so when Ye Buyi's severed little finger rolled off the bed, Nanli didn't even react.

A few seconds later, Nanli cursed loudly, stepped forward and knocked the dagger to the ground: "Are you fucking crazy, Ye Buyi?"

Ye Buyi curled up on the bed and hugged his hands, blood gushed out from the broken part of his right little finger.

His shoulders twitched endlessly: "It hurts...I hurt..."

Nanli took his hand and used his strength to stop his bleeding: "Now you know it hurts? Are you angry and stab me? You are really fucking capable of stabbing yourself."

Ye Buyi's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he was breathing very lightly, but he tried his best to push Nanli out: "Dirty."

Nanli was very angry: "You think I'm dirty? So you chopped off your fingers? Then you have been touched by me inside and out, why don't you die?"

Hearing this, Ye Buyi was stunned for a long while before whispering: "...That's right, I'm dirty, I'm dirty. Please let me go."

Nanli realized that this man didn't listen to him at all, and saw that his bleeding had stopped, so he flicked his sleeves: "Get out of here quickly, you smell like blood, and if you leave Tiger Leaping Stream, you will die. "

After saying this, he left angrily.

Being blown by the cold wind, Nanli woke up a little from his drunkenness. After wandering around the door irritably, he heard soft sobbing from inside the house.

Gradually, the sobbing turned into a sob, and then into a hoarse cry.

Nanli had never heard of people crying in such pain, as if they were watching a part of their body being torn off by force, and there was nothing they could do, so they could only cry like a child in pain.

Nanli was a little out of breath from his crying, and wanted to push the door in, but stopped halfway through his hand.

He couldn't face Ye Buyi's face for the time being, so he could only turn around and leave, leaving behind the crying that made his heart ache.

That night, he drank seven or eight altars of aged wine, and slept on the throne in the main hall with his clothes.

Who would have thought that the next day, when he returned to the house, Ye Buyi was nowhere to be seen.

...He took nothing, including the amputated finger.

He arrested the ghost cultivator who was guarding the gate and questioned him, and the answer he got was that Ye Buyi left the Tiger Leaping Stream last night, saying that the ghost king ordered him to go out.

Upon hearing the news, Nanli walked around the hall several times and smashed a figurine with his hand.

The screams from inside the figurine not only did not calm him down, but made him even more irritable.

Soon, there were fragments of figurines all over the place, and Nanli stood among the fragments, his throat choked with pain.

The little Taoist ran away?

How dare he run?

He couldn't even hold his sword steadily, and he chopped off one of his fingers last night...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore: "Zhu Dongfeng! Get out!"

Zhu Dongfeng came from outside the hall, and seeing the mess all over the floor, he couldn't help but be surprised: "You..."

Nanli pointed to the outside of the hall: "Go, go and catch the little Taoist priest back to me."

Zhu Dongfeng would naturally not disobey Nanli's intention: "...Yes."

Nanli hesitated for a moment, then called Zhu Dongfeng back, and said carefully: "He is injured, so he probably can't go very far. After you find him, tell him to stop making trouble. Last night I was... yes You only talk like that when you drink too much; if he still refuses to come back, you carry him back. Be careful not to pull his hand."

Zhu Dongfeng was full of helplessness, and took the order to leave.

Nanli sat restlessly in the hall for a whole day before waiting for Zhu Dongfeng who came back to his life.

"Didn't find it?" Nanli gritted his teeth, "He is a low-level Taoist priest, what is the difference between him and a mortal? You can't even catch a mortal?"

Zhu Dongfeng was ashamed: "My lord, we searched all over the place, but we couldn't find the princess."

Nanli became more and more flustered.

Wild and boundless, where can he go?

He suppressed the fear in his heart, and stood up angrily: "A bunch of trash! I will go find it myself."

One day passed, three days passed, three months passed.

Nanli found out in a panic that he really couldn't find Ye Buyi.

He had a taste of sleepless nights.

At that time, his first wife Yunhua died at the hands of a Taoist priest, and Nanli was also sent to the wilderness by this person.Thousands of years have passed, Yunhua has become a cinnabar mole in his heart, and it is hard to hope for a Ye Buyi, but now, he has turned into a needle, a thorn, wedged into his heart, calling him Difficulty sleeping and eating.

He could only see Ye Buyi in his dreams, so he drank more violently, so as to find Ye Buyi after he was drunk.

On this day, he dreamed about Ye Buyi and what happened to him in the past.

As usual, they played a game of fishing by the lake.After several rounds of playing, Ye Buyi was tired, climbed up to the bank and lay still on his stomach. The wet clothes outlined his round buttocks, which was very cute.

He fell on the ground, fiddling with the things he had scooped up, and couldn't put it down for one of the gadgets.

It was a fragment, still glowing, as if it had fallen from some ornament,

Ye Buyi put the thing on his chest, gestured and said, "It must be very nice to make it into a chain."

Nanli picked him up and put him on his lap, teasing him: "Chain ornaments? Why do you like such shiny things like a big man? Like a little girl."

Miss Ye didn't speak, she moved the fragments back and forth in her palm.

"It's really that pretty?" Nanli held his hand holding the fragment, "...don't look, just look at me."

Miss Ye took a look at him, and her shy appearance with her head lowered and her lips pursed was more like a little girl.

"Just look at it? How much do you like me?" Nanli couldn't help teasing him.

Ye Buyi blushed and bit her lip for a while, then seriously replied: "It's just... the kind of love that I want to be a bride."

Nanli was very satisfied with the answer, and kissed his lips: "Okay. I will make this thing into a chain, and when I want to have a lively wedding someday, I will ask you to wear it and marry me."

After saying this, Nanli woke up.

He slept on Ye Buyi's bed.

After opening his eyes, the empty room also emptied his heart in an instant.

When he raised his legs and was about to get out of bed, Zhu Dongfeng knocked on the door and walked in: "Your Majesty."

"What's the matter?" Nanli raised his eyes lazily, "Have you found the little Taoist?"

Zhu Dongfeng paused for a moment: "Yes, I found it."

Nanli was not prepared to hear the good news at all. Hearing such a reply, he was shocked and jumped off the ground with bare feet, excited: "Really? Where is he? Was he injured? Did he lose weight? ?”

Zhu Dongfeng showed a look of unbearable expression: "My lord... my condolences."

Nanli was so full of joy that he couldn't even understand Zhu Dongfeng's words: "Sorrow? Why are you so sad?"

Zhu Dongfeng signaled to the outside, and two ghost slaves came in carrying a roll of white cloth.

The cloth roll was spread out, and there were scattered bones inside. There were obvious signs of gnawing and dragging by wild animals. Most of the muscles were gone. Only his arms were not bitten too much, and his damage could be clearly seen. His right hand is clasped.

...there is a part of the little finger missing.

"The princess didn't go far." Zhu Dongfeng explained, "A ghost slave found him at the bottom of the cliff not far from Tiger Leaping Stream. The weeds there grew very tall, so we couldn't find the princess when we first searched. .”

Nanli stared at the bones on the ground with strange eyes.

He didn't believe that this pile of bones was his crying little Taoist priest: "What did he do there?"

Zhu Dongfeng: "The princess seems to have fallen off a cliff... When we found the princess, there were these scattered under him..."

He took out a cloth bag from his arms and unfolded it layer by layer.

A few dried Arhat petals flew up and landed on the skeleton.

Looking at these petals, Nanli remembered.

——When he and Ye Buyi met for the first time, they sat on a cliff full of arhat flowers and played the sheng.

The cliff is lonely, and there is no mountain road that can be directly climbed up.After leaving Tiger Leaping Stream, Ye Buyi climbed up from there with bare hands, probably to pick an arhat flower as a souvenir.

He murmured to himself, "...Is that the cliff?"

I wish Dongfeng speechless.

He didn't understand what Nanli was referring to.

Nanli looked at the bones on the ground and asked again: "...Dead?"

Zhu Dongfeng couldn't say a word.

Nanli pointed at his corpse, wanting to smile: "He died? Just to pick a flower?"

He looked at the corpse, and said softly: "...you don't even wear the chain that I made for you, but you just ran to pick flowers, what a foolish Taoist priest."

After the words fell, he coughed a few times, only to feel that the saliva in his mouth increased, which made him uncomfortable and chest tight.

He stretched his neck and wanted to spit out, but suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood.

All Ye Buyi's memories ended on the day when blood fell on the corpse.

And after Ye Buyi's remnant souls entered his body, Xu Xingzhi slowly opened his eyes.

The ghost king Nanli showed ecstasy when he saw this.

This person in front of him is a rare and excellent product that he has rarely found in the past ten years.

Since he vomited blood and suffered a serious illness, Nanli set up 27 mazes in the Tiger Leaping Stream to capture people who came and went. As long as someone broke into the valley, he would take the trouble to test it.

First of all, the body and bones of the comer should not be too weak.Ye Buyi has been in poor health since he was a child. Although he grew up much stronger, he is still a little weak.Nanli doesn't want him to be a sick child after resurrection.

Secondly, the age of the visitor needs to be appropriate, and he must not have some peculiar bad habits, so as not to stain Ye Buyi's soul.

The most important thing is that the person who comes must have a benevolent heart like Ye Buyi who is a bit silly.

Only such a heart is worthy of Ye Buyi.

And the person in front of him basically met all of Nanli's expectations.

...Once the soul washing is over, all Xu Xingzhi's memories will be overwritten by Ye Buyi's memory.

Nanli only needs to draw the soul out of Xu Xingzhi's body, then dig out the heart, and send it to Ye Buyi's skeleton that he treasured. Using his lifelong spells, Ye Buyi will surely be brought back to life with all the memories.

Ye Buyi's lost flesh and blood is really difficult to reshape, but as long as his little Taoist is willing to come back, even if he can only get a moving and talking skeleton, he will not complain at all.

He stroked Xu Xingzhi's cheek after waking up, and made his voice softest and softest: "Can you recognize who I am? Little Taoist priest?"

Xu Xingzhi took a deep breath, and said coldly: "I can recognize it. You are a bastard."

"...Little Taoist priest?" Nanli was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized, "You?? Or you? Are you not him???"

Xu Xingzhi still had a splitting headache, but facing such scumbags, he politely smiled mockingly: "What? Can't recognize your Ye Buyi?"

Nanli's face changed drastically, and he dragged Xu Xingzhi off the stage, and tightened his front: "How is it possible? How could the soul cleansing fail?"

Xu Xingzhi sarcastically said: "Maybe your little Taoist doesn't want to see you again."

How could Nanli be willing to listen to Xu Xingzhi's nonsense, he moved his spiritual power with a palm, and pressed it on Xu Xingzhi's forehead, closed his eyes and exerted force, urging him to test.

After a while, Nanli opened his eyes in astonishment: "You were washed..."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a heaven-shattering explosion outside the hall, as if Gonggong had bumped into Buzhou Mountain, and a surge of demonic force pushed across, knocking the door of the darkroom open.

Nanli looked back suddenly, and his complexion fell to freezing point in an instant: "Who?"

Zhu Dongfeng fell into the dark room with a ghost gun sticking out of his back!

There was a sound in his mouth, but he still squeezed out a sentence that was bloody and bloody: "...My lord, the 27 mazes... are broken...My lord, please leave quickly..."

The ghost gun on his back was suddenly drawn away, and the loud sound of splashing flesh and blood completely buried his already weakened tail.

A shooting star-like gunlight swept towards Nanli's neck.

Zhou Beinan's order came from behind him: "...put him down."

Hearing this sound, Nanli was obedient, and pushed Xu Xingzhi to the wall. When he turned his eyes again, four ghost nails emerged out of thin air, and were nailed to Xu Xingzhi's shoulders and trouser legs respectively, hanging him alive. on the wall.

After trapping Xu Xing, he just turned his head and bumped into Zhou Beinan face to face.

Seeing this face, Zhou Beinan frowned slightly, seeming a little confused.

Nanli showed a ferocious smile: "Is that you? Haven't you lost your soul yet?"

Zhou Beinan was stunned: "You recognize me?..."

Nanli smiled sharply, and suddenly raised his hand to clenched the tip of Zhou Beinan's spear, his face remained unchanged, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the ghost gun in Zhou Beinan's hand turned into a handful of flying ash!

Amidst the dust, Zhou Beinan was pinched by Nan Li's neck and fell to the ground.

He was obviously out of reason by the failure just now, and now he vented all his grievances on Zhou Beinan: "I am the King of Ghosts. A mere remnant soul dares to wield a knife and a gun in front of me?"

The more force Nanli exerted, the floor tiles shattered, Zhou Beinan was pushed into the ground inch by inch, and his soul body also faintly changed in light and dark, obviously unable to contend with such overwhelming ghost power.

Nanli lost all patience, his expression was terrifying, his eyes were blood red: "Don't remember me? Huh? How pitiful, I can't even remember the bold words you made? But you said that you would break my heart with a gun, You want to beat me to ashes with your own hands, don't you remember?"

Zhou Beinan opened his eyes wide: "You - it's you..."

"You can't even protect your sister who is on the verge of giving birth." Nanli smiled maliciously, "I still remember your name, Zhou Beinan, you are a waste."

He tightened his fingers, intending to strangle Zhou Beinan's spirit body alive!

But just as he exerted his strength, the whole person flew out and hit a wall, smashing the wall of the dark room to pieces.

Meng Chongguang stepped in from the outside.

The corners of his eyes and the center of his forehead were as vermilion as blood, the redness in his eyes was almost dripping down, his black hair was scattered, and was blown up by the power of ghosts.

He stood there, looking like a crazy ghost.

But he had no intention of fighting Nanli at all, and only looked for Xu Xingzhi's shadow with a pair of blank eyes: "Brother? Where are you?"

In the mist of dust, Nanli got up staggeringly, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and ran towards Xu Xingzhi's direction.

Seeing someone swaying in his sight, Meng Zhongguang's eyes sharpened, and a flying rainbow flew out of his palm, heading straight for Nanli.

Nanli swung his sword to block, only to hear the sound of gold and iron clashing, like popping beans, Nanli only tried to parry for a few rounds, then felt the sweetness in his mouth was unbearable, so he simply abandoned the blade, and accepted Meng Chongguang's lifelong blow Take a hard hit.

One of his arms was cut off, but he used this momentum to fly straight towards Xu Xingzhi. Before reaching him, he used his only hand to drive the ghost force, trying to push Xu Xingzhi away. The remnant soul still in Xu Xingzhi's body was sucked out.

But he searched the meridians all over Xu Xingzhi's body, but he couldn't find the soul that he had cherished for many years!

"Give it back to me!" Nanli growled, "Give him back to me!"

However, that little soul did not respond to him, and hid in Xu Xingzhi's body, refusing to come out again.

Like many years ago, Ye Buyi refused to answer him, refused to talk to him.

Nanli was flustered by such associations, and was about to search again with a pale face, when two ghost slaves broke through the window and grabbed the maddened Nanli one by one: "Your Majesty, hurry up!"

Nanli hissed, "I'm not leaving! He's still here, he..."

One of the higher-level ghost slaves took advantage of Nanli's madness, and with a heart attack, he slapped Nanli on the back of the neck.

Nanli was at the time when his blood was surging, and after eating this palm, his blood rushed to his brain, and he passed out.

This ghost slave pushed Nanli into the arms of another ghost slave: "Take your majesty quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ghost slave exploded from the center, vanishing into ashes, leaving nothing behind!

After experiencing 27 mazes, Meng Chongguang has lost his mind and senses. He can't distinguish east, west, north, south, like a drunk man or a trapped animal. Pushed away with a pure demon force.

This ghost slave became Nanli's scapegoat.

The other ghost slave shivered in shock, not daring to linger, quietly supported Nanli, passed through the wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Beinan held his throat, coughed and got up from the ground.

He had just got up half of his body, and he had a premonition, and quickly rolled to the side on the spot.

In an instant, Meng Chongguang's spiritual power blasted a huge hole where he was lying just now.

Zhou Beinan cursed loudly: "Meng Chongguang, you see clearly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Chongguang slapped again indiscriminately, knocking half of the dark room down!

Zhou Beinan exhausted all his strength, and when he fled to the door of the dark room that no longer existed, he happened to see Qu Chi coming from outside with Tao Xian, who was unconscious on his back, and Lu Yujiu, Zhou Wang, and Yuan Ruzhou followed behind him. Follow from afar.

Zhou Beinan yelled: "Run quickly! Meng Chongguang is crazy!"

Hearing this strange movement, Meng Chongguang gathered a majestic scarlet demon power in his palm again, and a sinister smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Meng Chongguang was about to make a move, Xu Xingzhi, who was invaded by Nanli's ghost power just now and was dizzy, finally found the strength to speak, and shouted hoarsely: "Meng... Chongguang!"

With just this sound, the murderous intentions and defeat in Meng Chongguang's eyes gradually faded away.

He looked around in a panic like a child, and finally saw Xu Xingzhi nailed to the wall.

Immediately, his whole body became alive, his sharpness reduced to nothing, he rushed over, hugged Xu Xingzhi's waist involuntarily, and called out like a coquettish kitten: "Senior brother! Senior brother..."

Seeing this situation, Zhou Beinan, who was almost killed, was dumbfounded.

Xu Xingzhi was dizzy and gasped for breath twice. Seeing Meng Chongguang, who was pear blossoms and raining in front of him, his heart was so soft that he said, "Why are you crying, you are a man. Let me down quickly."

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Meng Zhongguang wiped his face with the back of his hand in a panic, "I, did I scare senior brother? Chongguang didn't do it on purpose, it wasn't..."

As soon as he raised his hand, all the ghost nails on Xu Xingzhi's sleeves collapsed.

Xu Xingzhi, who lost his strength, fell limply on his shoulders.

When he touched Meng Chongguang's body, he seemed to have fallen into a dark and deep canyon, lost all consciousness, and passed out.

Perhaps thanks to the stimulation of Nanli's damn power, Xu Xingzhi finally had another complete memory fragment in his mind.

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