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"Bai Guisheng waved his hand, and the woman's corpse turned into powder and scattered around."

"Why is this? Could it be that a hundred ghosts can't see people blaspheming the dead?"

The child smiled wryly for a while: "You are wrong, Bai Guisheng did this just to arouse Old Qiao's anger."

Jin Shaoyan didn't understand.

The child seemed to know more than him, he said with a smile: "If a person is angry, does he not want to die?"

Jin Shaoyan was taken aback for a moment, the reason is extremely simple, why didn't he think of it?Bai Guisheng seems to make the ferryman hate him, but in fact it is to arouse his desire to survive.

"It's just that something happened later. Old Qiao single-handedly challenged the top ten schools of martial arts. He was seriously injured and was in danger. At that time, the Ghost Sect of Hundred Ghosts was newly established. He didn't dare to send anyone to support him, so he had to go alone."

Jin Shaoyan liked to listen to the anecdotes of the world since he was a child. At this time, he felt yearning for them. He was eager to know what happened next, so he urged: "Tell me quickly, tell me what happened later?"

The child laughed at him anxiously, but forgot that there was a dead body lying on the ground.

Jin Shaoyan groaned, and bowed to the ferryman's body: "Brother Qiao, go all the way well. If I had known early in the morning that your hands were not stained with blood, I would have persuaded you with words instead of using force."

The child shook his head: "Brother, don't blame yourself anymore. Old Qiao's suicide has nothing to do with you."

"Hey."

As if to divert Jin Shaoyan's attention, the child went on to say: "Bai Guisheng broke into the surrounded old Qiao alone, and the two faced back to back against the masters of the top ten sects at that time. , that battle shook the world and wept ghosts and gods, from early morning to sunset, the two of them were covered in blood, but they still stood still, and their faces did not show fear."

"Okay!" Jin Shaoyan couldn't help applauding when he heard the wonderful part, and he glanced at the deceased ferryman on the ground again: "It seems that he must have been a genius in the sky during his lifetime, and he has reached the peak of his martial arts." Horrified, if he hadn't insisted on begging for death, how could he break out of his illusion and defeat him?

The child nodded, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "But his master accused him of blaspheming the dead and humiliated him in every possible way, forcing him to go far away."

Jin Shaoyan said angrily: "Among the decent people in the Jianghu, there is also Xiao Xiaoxiao. He loves that woman deeply, and even if he dies, he will stay together. How can it be blasphemy?"

"I didn't expect your awareness to be so high." The child smiled: "Later, the righteous people couldn't bear their temper and joined together."

"Despicable!" Jin Shaoyan became angry.

"But Bai Guisheng and Old Qiao are weak? They were not afraid at all, brandishing weapons and fighting with heroes, but later—"

"What happened next?"

"Later, Tang Xiaosha of the Tang Sect in Shu had a powerful hidden weapon, and almost killed a hundred ghosts. At a critical moment, Old Qiao blocked the blow for him, and his face was completely rotten."

At this time, Jin Shaoyan looked at the cheek with a few pieces of flesh hanging on the ground, he was no longer as frightened as before, but he was still terrified.

"Later, Bai Guisheng tried to save the child from poisoning and died tragically. He entrusted Old Qiao to live on and take care of the child for him."

"Is that the son of Hundred Ghosts?"

The child said: "Hundred ghosts are strangers to him."

"This hundred ghosts are born to suffer from all kinds of poisons for the sake of a stranger, and finally die. He is really a hero in the world."

"Who said no?"

The child smiled: "Now that child has grown up, Old Qiao has no intention of surviving, so I will use your hand to send myself to hell."

The child suddenly experienced vicissitudes, and his face was serious: "Thinking that I belong to the ghost sect and regard myself as a ghost, I have put life and death aside, but today's ghost sect is no longer what it used to be."

He sighed: "The new suzerain, Murong Lianjue, is greedy for beauty, trying to refine the elixir of life in order to go against the sky. The Ghost Sect has moved here for 15 years. Apart from doing all kinds of bad things, it is no longer like the ghosts who killed all the people in the world when they were born. Gentile generals."

Jin Shaoyan no longer treats him like a child at this time, he was silent for a while, before he opened his mouth: "Excuse me, a few days ago, my old friend was brutally murdered, skinned and thrown on the river. Who made it?"

The child turned his face, his appearance was undoubtedly that of an ordinary child: "It must be Murong Lianjue."

"Ghost Sect Master?"

"Yes."

"In the past Song Huizong was also greedy for immortality, so he sent people to refine elixir. After the Xixia invasion, the elixir refinement was stranded. I don't know where this Murong Lianjue got the secret recipe. The skin pouch of a woman born at the time of extreme yin is used as a medicine, and then the 81 formations of the Eight Trigrams and Tiangang are born, supplemented by calcination with a strong fire for three days, and the medicine can be made."

The child went on to say: "Murong Lianjue is obsessed with alchemy. Although he has stepped into the heresy of evil spirits, he has made some achievements. He has actually refined many immortal elixirs, and it is even rumored that he has refined a medicine that can grow muscles and shape the body."

"What!?" Jin Shaoyan was pleasantly surprised when he heard this, Brother Shan's meridians were cut off, if he could find the elixir that Murong Lianjue made, wouldn't it save his life?

He couldn't wait to enter the Ghost Sect General Altar and ask Murong Lianjue for medicine.

At this time, Murong Lianjue took off his long cloak, his eyes were like fire, wanting to burn the fair and beautiful Murong Wan'er on the couch.

"Sovereign, is that woman named Luo Luo just now the last person you are looking for?"

The suzerain greedily licked her navel, and said with a smile, "Exactly."

Murong Wan'er also became happy: "Congratulations to the suzerain, the great cause is finally accomplished."

The suzerain shook his head: "It's still close."

Murong Wan'er said: "Which point?"

The suzerain turned her over, sat on her back himself, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Li Qingchou has broken in."

Murong Wan'er was shocked, trembling with fear: "Sovereign—"

The suzerain smiled again: "Could it be that you want to watch me continue to make out with her?"

Murong Wan'er was surprised, what was the suzerain talking about?

But a woman's voice came from outside the door: "You have been dating for 15 years, and I don't care about this time."

The suzerain sighed, got up from Murong Wan'er, put on his clothes, put on the fur cloak and opened the door.

The cold wind blows away his misty eyes, and he looks at the beautiful woman as 15 years ago.

She hasn't changed at all, and the years have fixed her beautiful face on her body.

"But I care." He murmured softly, and pushed the door open completely. The wind blew his hair and rolled up his long coat. His hunting cape was just like 15 years ago on the boundless grassland, they rode their horses Mercedes Benz.

How long have you been gone? 15 years?

"Hmph." Li Qingchou could only snort coldly, she originally found Guizong and Murong Lianjue with a strong hatred, but when he said "but I care", all the hatred was melted away.

Standing lazily in front of her, his smile was still so bright, just like that passionate young man holding her hand and living in an ordinary restaurant.

After that, they went there often, and the boss recognized them, so they changed places, and the place they changed was familiar again. In desperation, he went to the suburbs to find an open space and built a house by himself.

That was their happiest and happiest year.

He used this smile to make her love for three years and hate for 15 years.

"Are you okay?" She found that she still loved him, and the hatred in her heart disappeared without a trace the first time she saw him.

He wanted to say fine.

A sword light suddenly lit up around him.

Murong Wan'er's sword pierced out from behind the suzerain, only taking Li Qingchou's throat.

Unexpectedly, the sword had just moved an inch away, when Murong Lianjue sighed, Murong Wan'er flew up and fell backwards, falling to the ground.

She struggled to stand up, holding the sword in her hand, pointing at Li Qingchou: "Why did you come! Why didn't you let him go!"

Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were scant, and the cold wind blew on her body, which paled her skin and frostbitten her heart.

Li Qingchou shook her head: "It's just because I hate him."

She looked into Murong Lianjue's eyes: "I hate him for taking away my only love, taking away my entire life, and hate him for leaving me and marrying Bai Guisheng's daughter."

She whispered again in a voice that no one could hear: "I also hate him for being so kind to me, so that I can't forget him at all."

Murong Wan'er wanted to attack again, but the man yelled, "That's enough, Wan'er, you go down first."

"I—" She stomped her feet angrily, but there was nothing she could do. More often than not, she was not Murong Lianjue's woman, but his slave. She even forgot that she was his apprentice, the name he gave, and she would She picked it up from the dead.

She was so angry that she picked up the scattered clothes on the ground and put them on quickly. When she passed the door, she glared at Li Qingchou hatefully, as if she wanted to tear her into pieces.

Li Qingchou raised her eyes to look at her, and even smiled at her.

There seems to be the joy and show off of the winner in this smile.

Besides Murong Wan'er, there was another person who was dizzy with anger, and that was Xiao Yushan.

He found that Jing'er was surprisingly clever since she fell asleep, no matter how he tempted her, she always avoided where the ghost sect was and talked about other topics.

Until someone stepped outside the castle, an ugly old man broke in and shouted: "Jing'er, dozens of people are coming to the castle."

Jing'er was startled: "Hurry up and report this matter, I'll go find out the situation first." The old man responded and hurriedly left again.

Xiao Yushan frowned, this Jing'er was sometimes crazy and sometimes serious, she could switch freely, she didn't look really crazy at all, but if she was pretending to be crazy, what was so special about her?

"Husband, go to bed first, I have something to do."

She hurriedly got out of bed, went out and returned to Guizong quickly. The Guizong at this time was different from when she came here before. 36 Sha, who was in charge of guarding, had disappeared, and even the ferryman guarding the Naihe Bridge was gone. She didn't have time to think about where they went, and found the place where the mask was stored with ease, and found her own share. After putting it on, her eyes suddenly became sharp.

The people who broke into the castle were Chu Xiaoxiao and Du Siniang who were ordered to investigate the disappearance of the girl. They found the castle after walking in the forest for half a day. It seems that the mysterious man was right. The main altar of the ghost sect is undoubtedly here.

He was about to lead the team into Shimen, but unexpectedly heard a movement behind him, he hastily protected Du Siniang behind him, and shouted in a low voice: "There are enemies." Dozens of officers and soldiers quickly drew out their sabers and looked around nervously.

There was a scream, and the heads of the officers and soldiers who were closest to the outside suddenly flew up, and a stream of blood spurted out from their necks, dyeing the dark night sky red.