Zhu Xian Qi Yuan gl

Xiaobai stood on the top of the mountain and stared at the blue sky, there was no cloud in sight. During the day, the breeze brushed her face, her eyes were like water, yearning for the vast sky. He wanted to speak a few times beside her, but in the end he just stood quietly aside and couldn't bear to be disturbed.

"Are you going to find the great wizard?" Even though he was in a daze, Xiaobai still noticed the slight anxiety of the man beside him. Xiaobai turned around and glanced at Gui Li's expressionless face. Xiaobai smiled and said, "Just I am afraid that it will not be easy for you to meet the great wizard in the battle last night, if they don't let you see the great wizard, what will you do?"

Gui Li opened his mouth slightly, and without saying anything, he pursed his lips tightly, with a sullen face, and couldn't help clenching his hands behind his back.

Xiaobai saw that the ghost was looking fierce, so he didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked towards Qilidong at the foot of the mountain, and said calmly: "You were lucky last night, you were severely punished, and you didn't kill the Miao people, so you might be able to meet the great wizard smoothly. You people in Caomiao Village are all lunatics."

At the end of the story, Xiaobai's voice was almost lost, like a sigh or a complaint.

Ghost Li behind him heard the words, raised his head and looked at No Man's Sky, and finally followed silently, no matter what, he must invite the great wizard back, this is Baguio's hope, Baguio.

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Southern Middle-earth＾Huqi Mountain

In the desolate mountains, hidden is the main hall of the ghost king. In the depths of the huge natural cave, there is a blood pool full of vermilion. The huge blood pool is soaked with ancient and strange beasts: kui ox and yellow bird.

The ghost king above the blood pool was expressionless, standing on the platform with his hands behind his back, looking at the two strange beasts with dim eyes in the blood pool, slightly fascinated, at the place hanging on the top of the cave in front, Fulongding cauldron was emitting red lights , covering the pool of blood.

A black shadow flashed suddenly, and the most mysterious Mr. Ghost of the Ghost King Sect flew from Xuechi and appeared beside the Ghost King.

"What's the matter?" Ghost King asked calmly, still in a daze.

Mr. Ghost was dressed in black, with a black veil covering his face. The black veil moved lightly on his face. He nodded and said in an old voice, "It's almost there. The two strange beasts have returned to the spirit formation. The four spirit blood formations, It's halfway there."

The ghost king didn't speak, but nodded slowly.

Mr. Ghost glanced at the Ghost King, and said calmly: "Regardless of the righteous way, this half-powerful Four Spirit Blood Formation alone is enough to wipe out the Hehuan faction and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect."

After hearing the words, the Ghost King slowly glanced at Mr. Ghost, and said, "What I want to deal with is Qingyunmen's Zhuxian Sword Formation."

Mr. Ghost was silent, his whole body was covered in black, his bloodshot eyes were calm and indifferent.

"I will step up the search for the other two spirit beasts. I will leave the matter here to you."

The ghost king turned his back while talking, and walked away. Mr. ghost watched the ghost king's back slowly walking away, his eyes flickered, and the black veil undulating strangely, he murmured: "Zhuxian sword formation."

The terrifying eyes flickered, and flames ignited from his withered hands, orange-red brilliance, but the heart of the flames was a little strangely black, somewhat similar to the black fire that the man named Ataihe dropped in Qilidong. The orange-gold emblem suddenly appeared in the flames, the strange fire emblem was fleeting, and an ancient scroll appeared in the hands of Mr. Ghost.

The strange characters and the inscription on Fulong Ding and Chihong Ding reflected each other. Mr. Ghost unfolded the ancient scroll with his eyes shining, and the smell of blood suddenly became stronger in the ancient cave.

A natural cave with countless connected corridors, swaying stone walls, and the main hall of the Ghost King Sect is built in the mountain, lacking sunlight. There are no more than five people who set foot on the whole ghost Wang Zong.

"This ghostly place of Lao Shizi, if you stay any longer, you will almost suffocate the old man to death. It's better for you to run to this place where people are freezing to death."

The small stone room was full of air-conditioning, echoing loudly complaining, the voice of the elderly did not look old at all, but full of energy.

"Be quiet, or go out." The cold female voice came out through a layer of black veil. In the white ice stone room, Youji stood in black dress and black skirt. The veiled face could not see the expression, but Faintly displeased because of the noise.

"Hey~ I don't want to stay here yet, and I don't know which robbers took me here while I was sleeping. The Ghost King Zong is also very kind!" With the luggage belt on his shoulders, his high cheekbones flushed because of unhappiness, and his beard and hair all white, he is the Immortal Zhou who walks the world.

Once again Zhou Xian's voice echoed in the stone room, You Ji couldn't help frowning, a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes, she stared coldly at the sloppy old man.

"Okay, grandpa, be quiet, there are still patients here." The pretty voice came from a pink figure beside the ice bed, clear and majestic, and immediately silenced the old man.

Sitting beside the ice bed was Xiao Huan, who frowned slightly. On the ice bed lay a stunning woman with a white face and no trace of blood. hands hold golden bells.

Acacia Bell, Baguio.

There was only a layer of snow-colored coldness left on the originally captivating and moving face, even Yan Ran's lips were white, but the original smart and beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and there was a trace of frost on the slender eyelashes, and she was deeply asleep.

Xiaohuan put the hand on the slender wrist, lifted it up, and stroked Biguio's cold forehead with the back of his hand. He probed, but there was no temperature. He felt a bit freezing when he stayed in the ice room for too long, Xiaobai His brows were furrowed even deeper.

Seeing Xiaohuan's serious appearance, Zhou Yixian couldn't help curling his lips, so what kind of patient is it? It's clearly the living dead. It's been a while since he was taken captive to the Ghost King's Clan, and this cold stone room has become a permanent place for grandparents and grandchildren. land.

"Hmph!" Zhou Yixian snorted angrily, feeling uncomfortable because his granddaughter ignored him and helped the scary black-clothed woman standing there to teach him a lesson.

Xiaohuan withdrew her hand, turned her head, saw her grandfather's appearance, put her index finger on her lips and made a silent movement, and motioned her grandfather to look at You Ji, who was standing there as cold as the Ice Stone Room, and let her grandfather Concentrate a bit, and got Zhou Yixian's bearded and staring expression, Xiaohuan also shrugged her nose mischievously, hummed inaudibly, and ignored her grandfather.

Zhou Yixian couldn't do anything with his granddaughter, let alone that fierce ghost King Zong Suzaku. He sat down on a stone bench angrily, the cold feeling hurt his buttocks, he stood up again with an 'ouch', and surrounded the The stone bench turned around, and he competed with himself.

You Ji looked at the restless old man dangling back and forth, her eyes even more impatient, but she didn't say anything to obstruct her, she walked a few steps closer to the stone bed, and stared at Bi Yao's appearance.

When You Ji came over, Xiao Huan got up and gave way to her. Facing the pain in You Ji's eyes, Xiao Huan moved her mouth and didn't say anything.

"Miss Xiaohuan, your teacher is Mr. Ghost, can you think of a way to save Yao'er these days?" With a faint voice, You Ji sat by the bed and held Bi Yao's cold hand.

"Tsk, Master Xiaohuan can't do anything about it, but he's asking about his apprentice, isn't he stupid..." Zhou Yixian didn't finish his sentence, but under Xiaohuan's constant winks and You Ji's stare, he stopped.

Xiaohuan couldn't help her grandfather's temperament, and seeing You Ji withdraw her staring gaze, Xiaohuan said: "Aunt You, don't blame my grandpa, Uncle Qinglong arrested us for no reason, invited us here, and didn't let us get out of the Ghost King Sect, it's inevitable." It makes people feel a little depressed. Sister Baguio's three souls are gone, two of them are gone, and the seven souls are all gone. As grandpa said, Master can't do anything about it. How can I do anything about it at my age."

You Ji sighed softly upon hearing the words, Xiaohuan couldn't help clenching the back of her hands behind her back, but she just squeezed tightly, lowering her eyebrows, she no longer looked at You Ji, let alone Bi Yao on the bed.

"I also know it's my extravagant hope. Ten years, a whole ten years, Yao'er has slept for too long." You Ji seemed to be talking to herself, and Xiaohuan stood quietly beside her, and You Ji couldn't help saying: "Miss Xiaohuan, you He is a disciple of Mr. Ghost, and everyone in the Ghost King's family will treat each other with courtesy. It's not peaceful outside, so you two, grandparents and grandchildren, can live here with peace of mind."

"Hmph!" Zhou Yixian smiled strangely when he heard the words, looked at You Ji's Xiao Suo's back staring at Bi Yao, twirled his beard, and didn't say anything else.

Xiaohuan didn't make any comments on this, and looked up at Biguio on the ice bed, Xiaohuan comforted: "Aunt You, a wonderful person like Sister Biguio will always be favored by the gods, and will always find someone to save Sister Biguio." way."

You Ji nodded and didn't speak, Xiaohuan didn't bother her anymore, walked to Zhou Yixian's side, pulled her grandfather and exited the Frost Stone Room.

After the stone gate was closed, Zhou Yixian walked towards the guest room prepared by Ghost King Zong, and turned around to find Xiaohuan leaning against the stone gate, with his head lowered, thinking about something, the Asura Blood Jade shining on his chest.

Zhou Yixian rolled his eyes, walked over immediately, and called Xiaohuan back to his senses: "Hey, Xiaohuan, why are you in a daze? Could it be that you are thinking of using Shura and Yu'er to force the soul-calling forbidden technique?"

Xiaohuan clutched the hot blood jade on her chest, her pretty face was full of tangles, and said softly, "Grandpa, Sister Biguio is so pitiful."

Zhou Yixian paused when he heard the words, he had already heard about Baguio, and Wang Zong, the resident ghost, had listened carefully these days, and he was an old acquaintance with her, and her current appearance was unbearable, but ——

"Xiaohuan, she only has one soul left. Even if you have Yu'er to help you, it's not a joke to use the forbidden technique against the sky. You have to bear more than just the danger of your life. Once the spell backfires, it will hurt you." The three souls and seven souls! Also, this is the ghost king sect, and there are countless pairs of eyes staring at it secretly, don't think too simply."

Xiaohuan pouted, she was kidnapped for no reason to this ghost king's main hall where no one should get close to him. Xiaohuan's kind heart is very sad, but Yu'er is involved in Shura affairs, and here is the ghost king's sect, Xiaohuan naturally will not act rashly. "Understood, Grandpa. It's just that I feel sorry for Sister Biguio, and I also feel sorry for Aunt You. I haven't seen the Ghost King visit Sister Biguio these days. Maybe there will be a miracle if I listen to her father's voice more. ..."

Xiaohuan was talking with his grandfather on his arm. Zhou Yixian heard Xiaohuan mention the ghost king and snorted coldly. The grandfather and grandson walked down the long passage, clinging to each other, and slowly disappeared into the depths of the swaying wall fire.

As soon as the two grandfathers and grandchildren left, the figure of the ghost king appeared outside the stone room. The voice of Xiaohuan and Zhou Yixian talking cordially wafted into the ears of the ghost king. Deeper.

Just as he was raising his hand to enter the stone room, a white shadow appeared in the corridor. The ghost king's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the person with a slight impatience. Seeing Qinglong's serious face, the ghost king took a deep breath and asked, "What's the matter?"

Qinglong knew that once the Ghost King was going to see Miss Bi Yao, he would most refrain from being disturbed by others, but he had to report this matter, Qinglong stepped forward, stood respectfully, and said in a low voice: "There is news from Southern Xinjiang that Ghost Li has found a ghost who knows how to revive his soul. man of art."

The ghost king, who has always cultivated himself and cultivated his character, could not help but take a step forward, and said in a trembling voice, "Really?"

Qinglong nodded, how dare to speak nonsense about this matter, sighed in his heart, and continued: "I think Guili will bring that person back soon, but according to the news sent back by Baihu, the Miao nationality master who knows the resurrection technique The wizard seems to be injured, and the road should be delayed for a few days..."

"As long as I can bring people back, that's fine, as long as I can save Yao'er!"

Qinglong was cut off, pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at the ghost king, and then continued: "In Baihu's letter, it was also mentioned that there was a seductive woman next to Guili, a nine-tailed celestial fox, and— —”

The happy ghost king couldn't help being cold when he heard the words. Hearing the nine-tailed celestial fox, he groaned calmly and didn't say anything. Hearing the green dragon hesitating, the ghost king couldn't help asking: "What else?"

"Also, Hedaxiu." Qinglong was happy for Miss Baguio when he received the message from Baihu. Apart from being surprised that the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox appeared in this world, the most shocking thing was the news about Hedaxiu that Baihu said.

The ghost king's eyes flickered, waiting for Qinglong to continue to report, only to see Qinglong stepping forward and whispering something in the ghost king's ear, the ghost king was also slightly shocked.

After Qinglong finished speaking, he retreated respectfully and stood up.

The ghost king looked ugly, the news from the white tiger was actually about Hedaxiu's strange silver-haired form, and Hedaxiu's cultivation by leaps and bounds, he could compete with the nine-tailed sky fox and nine-tailed sky fox?What a Hedaxiu, Hedaxiu!

"It seems that you were right to invite Zhou Yixian here. He Daxiu has too many secrets."

Qinglong didn't answer, the depth in Ghost King's eyes made people shudder.

"Okay, now the most important thing is Yao'er, you go and find out when Gui Li will bring him back."

Qinglong agreed and stepped back, the ice-cold stone door made a sound, and the ghost king's figure stepped into the stone room.

The dark corridor is still swaying with fire, and through the thick stone gate, someone is pleasantly surprised, whispering, waiting for the good news from the southern border, the dangerous southern border thousands of miles away...

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