Conquer the world of self-cultivation with beauty

Jiang Lanzhi's soul was forced to possess Deng Huan. To be precise, it was not Deng Huan, because Deng Huan's body was also taken away, and the person who took his home was Cheng Ran.

In the early morning, in the quaint house, 13-year-old Cheng Ran was lying on a large bed, not yet waking up.

A young man in golden clothes pushed the door open, jumped onto the bed in two or three steps, and tore off the brocade quilt, "Brother, brother, get up quickly, if you don't hurry up, you'll be late, sir should scold us again."

Cheng Ran rubbed her eyes and sat up, "Xiao Lie, slow down, I haven't got any clothes on yet."

The boy named Xiao Lie is about ten years old, with a delicate face and a playful smile, "You can't be slow, or you will be late. Let me help you wear it. Come on, brother, reach out."

Cheng Ran stretched out his hand very naturally, raised his arm, and asked the young man to help put on his coat. He suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Oops! I haven't written the penalty copy left by Mr.! What to do, I'm dead now. You will definitely be punished."

Xiaolie grinned, fastened the buckle on Cheng Ran, and said, "I knew you didn't do it, so I wrote it for you in advance."

"Really?" Cheng Ran's eyes shone brightly, and he hugged the young man and kissed him, "Xiao Lie, you are so kind, it's not in vain that I love you."

The young man nodded to Cheng Ran's forehead, said condescendingly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Thank you, thank me? Kneel down and kowtow to me, and call 'brother' to listen."

Cheng Ran pushed the boy to the ground and pushed him down on the bed, "You are so courageous, you dare to let me call you brother, believe it or not, I will blow your ass open?"

The boy fell on the bed and was still writhing, "Believe it or not, you can't hit me."

"Let you see how good I am."

"Come on, come on, I'm a puppy if you can't beat me."

The two teenagers rolled into a ball on the bed, laughing and yelling, Jiang Lanzhi could really feel Cheng Ran's cheerful heartbeat and relaxed and joyful mood.

Can't help being a little surprised, how could Cheng Ran show him such a happy memory, don't you want to harm him?

But soon, he was slapped by reality.

The light was dim and the clouds were dense. As soon as Cheng Ran and the boy in yellow stepped into the mansion, they smelled a strong smell of blood. The two were startled, and quickly ran to the door, but were frightened by the scene in front of them.

The courtyard was full of corpses lying here and there. The corpses were in miserable condition. The torso was full of holes, as if they had been dug out by something. Blood flowed everywhere, and the white jade floor tiles were dyed bright red.

It was the first time Cheng Ran saw such a tragic scene, his hair went numb, he screamed suddenly, and took a few steps back.Suddenly he tripped over something, his body tilted and fell to the ground, and when he looked down, his eyes suddenly widened.

His father was leaning on the flower bed, with a big hole in his chest, and his convulsive fingers were placed on the hole, but he couldn't stop the gurgling blood.

The mother was leaning on the father, with a sharp white knife sticking out of her abdomen, the blade protruding from behind, and the edges and corners of the knife gleamed with a penetrating white light.

They are all dead.

Cheng Ran froze, staring blankly at the two corpses, trembling all over, unable to speak a complete sentence.

Jiang Lanzhi's heart beat like a beating drum, and he almost fell to his knees due to the intense palpitations. It was the pain caused by Cheng Ran's great stimulation, which was transmitted to his soul through memory sharing.

The boy in yellow stumbled to Cheng Ran's side and hugged him, "Brother, don't be afraid, you still have me."

Cheng Ran stared blankly at the two corpses, ignorant and forgot to shed tears.

"Here are two more."

Following an indifferent voice, two men in black came out of the house. They both held knives in their hands, and strands of blood flowed down the tip of the knives.

They killed all the people in Cheng's mansion!

"Go, kill them!" A man in black pointed at Cheng Ran and ordered, and another man walked towards Cheng Ran with a knife.

The man in black smelled strongly of blood, because he had killed too many people, blood dripped from the hem of his clothes.

He approached Cheng Ran step by step, raised the sharp knife in his hand with a ferocious expression.

The boy in yellow pushed Cheng Ran away, rushed over, and hugged the man in black, "Brother, I'll block him, run! Run!"

Looking at the boy hanging on his lap, the man in black sneered, lifted the back of his neck, and cut his neck with a knife.

Hot blood sprayed Cheng Ran's face, his eyes were wide open, looking at Gululu's head rolling to his feet, he uttered an inaudible scream.

"what--"

Jiang Lanzhi couldn't hold on any longer, his knees softened, and he knelt down. There was a sharp pain in his heart, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain. The color, cold sweat dripping from the forehead.

This is the pain that Cheng Ran felt, it was magnified several times and transmitted to his soul, such severe pain would definitely hurt his soul, this Cheng Ran is really vicious.

When the man in black was about to kill Cheng Ran again, he suddenly said "Huh?" and said to the other person, "It turned out to be a natural demon body, a good material for making a cauldron."

"Then take it back and give it to King Cang."

The picture finally freezes on the hem of the robe of the man in black, with the Cangshan pattern embroidered with silver thread, and his eyes are pierced in the blood mist.

When the screen turned, it was a dark stone prison with a small space and an obscene smell.

Cheng Ran is already 15 years old, his facial features are exquisite like a demon, his complexion is pale like a ghost, his brows are deeply wrinkled, and he is engraved with the gloom that has not seen the sun all year round.

He was lying naked on the cold ground, years of torment had made his body extraordinarily thin, even if he was only breathing weakly, his thin ribs could be clearly seen.

Shocking red marks were all over his body, and his whole body was screaming in pain, especially the unspeakable place under his body, which reminded him of how terribly humiliated he had been.

Jiang Lanzhi frowned, he had already recovered from the pain of a heart attack just now, what he felt now was Cheng Ran's suppressed deep hatred and dark despair.

The guard's handyman kicked open the stone gate, and put a bucket of water on the ground with a "boom", "Hurry up and wash it, someone will come over later, please wait carefully, if you are still dying like just now, hmph—"

Seeing that Cheng Ran was motionless, the handyman walked over and kicked his chest, "Pretend to be dead, get up quickly, if you don't get up again..." the handyman said, suddenly paused, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and then turned again. get angry

"Why are you staring at me like that? Let me tell you, you are just a cheap bastard. If you dare to put on a face for me, I will show you how powerful I am!"

The handyman attached himself to his lower body and wanted to slap him a few times. After seeing the marks on his face and body, his eyes shone with lust. He tore open his pants, took out the murder weapon, and stabbed him without any preparation. the body of the next person.

Cheng Ran visibly twitched, a moan escaped from his lips, and then he bit his lips tightly, refusing to make any sound.

While moving, the handyman humiliated him with vulgar words, "You are just a plaything anyway, you can think highly of you for playing with me, call me twice, if you are satisfied, I will serve you tomorrow."

Cheng Ran's lower lip had been bitten, and he couldn't stop shaking from the pain. He inserted his fingers deeply into the ground, and fixed his eyes on one spot, the Cangshan pattern on the hem of his clothes.

Jiang Lanzhi pressed his forehead, and the strong hatred from the depths of Cheng Ran's soul stimulated his brain like a giant pillar, forcing him to let go and scream, and escape here regardless.

The pieces of the picture were broken and reassembled into another scene.The sun is blazing and the breeze is cool.Under the huge corpse fighting field, thousands of ghost cultivators surrounded in darkness, all watching this grand corpse fighting competition.

Cheng Ran on the stage has grown into a 19-year-old boy. He is born in white clothes, with a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament. He is more like an excellent disciple carefully cultivated by the Cultivation School, rather than one raised by the Cang family, a wealthy family in the ghost world. Death.

Jiang Lanzhi was full of doubts, what exactly had Cheng Ran experienced in the past four years?How did he get out of the stone prison, and how did he become the dead man of the Cang family?

After Cheng Ran controlled the fierce corpse and defeated the last challenger, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Before Cheng Ran stepped off the stage, a young man about his age greeted him from a distance. The young man was dressed in red, like a bright flame, and his whole body was full of flamboyant colors.

"Aran, Aran, you are amazing. You can win the first place in the competition with so many ghost cultivators. It's really an embarrassment to Cang!"

Looking closer, the young man's face is beautiful, his eyebrows are beaming, and his face outline is exactly the same as that of Guizun.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ran knew Gui Zun, Jiang Lanzhi recalled the description of Gui Zun's appearance in the book, "The right half of the face was burned, and the dark red scars contracted together, making the right cheek smaller than the left. The scar is contracted and the entire right eye is shrunk together, looking horribly distorted."

Taking a look at his current appearance, Jiang Lanzhi roughly understood why Gui Zun changed his temperament drastically, becoming irritable and irritable.No one can accept the transformation from a handsome and handsome boy into a monster who can't distinguish between human beings and ghosts.

The young man in red patted Cheng Ran on the shoulder and said regretfully, "It's a pity that you are not from my Di family, otherwise our Di family will be the first one this year. You don't know, it has been the Cang family all these years." Don't be too proud of getting the first place, Big Brother Cang Qi, I can't wait to see people with my nostrils."

Cang Qi?The future ghost emperor, Cheng Ran got to know the future ghost emperor and ghost emperor so early, and even entered the ghost emperor's mansion, and became his dead soldier, so why did he go to Qingyun Xianzong and become the elder Deng Huan? ?

When the young man in red was speaking, although he complained about Cang Qi, there was no hint of dissatisfaction in his tone. When his name was mentioned, his voice carried a warmth that he himself did not realize.

Jiang Lanzhi clearly felt the irony in Cheng Ran's heart, but saw him lower his head slightly, and smiled slightly, "Brother Cang Qi is much stronger than me, and he should be more arrogant."

What a gentleman, gentle and kind, if he didn't know Cheng Ran's inner thoughts, Jiang Lanzhi would have been deceived by him.

Hearing what Cheng Ran said, the young man in red smiled comfortably, and put his arms around his shoulders, "Don't be so modest, you were the one who won, you should be happy, let's go, I'll invite you to a restaurant for dinner, Congratulations on your first place!"

Cheng Ran was dragged away by the teenager, and bumped into a man in black.The young man's eyes shone brightly, "Brother Cang Qi, you came just in time. Your family Aran won the first place and gave you a face. Let's go to the restaurant to celebrate together."

Cang Qi was dressed in a black robe, exuding the aura of a superior person all over his body, and Jiang Lanzhi could feel a strong sense of oppression in Cheng Ran's body.

Cang Qi caught a glimpse of the red-clothed boy's hand on Cheng Ran's shoulder, and his gaze became even colder, "Xiao Shu, let go!"

Di Shu looked at Cang Qi's face, and pulled his hand back from Cheng Ran's shoulder embarrassingly.

Cang Qi turned and left without saying a word, and Di Shu hurriedly followed, "Brother Cang Qi, did A Ran do something wrong? Why are you so angry? He won the first place today, can't you praise him?"

Cang Qi stopped and glanced at Di Shu, who quickly shut up.

A handyman hurried over, knelt down in front of Cang Qi and said, "Your Majesty, the palace is flooded, the fire is too big, and it's a black flaming will-o'-the-wisp, and it can't be extinguished at all. When the fire dies down, the subordinates will go in to have a look." It was found that all the people in the mansion had been burned to death, and the prince... was gone."

Heiyan will-o'-the-wisp, that is Cheng Ran's natal will-o'-the-wisp!

Cang Qi's face changed drastically, he turned his head abruptly, staring at Cheng Ran behind him with cold eyes, "Go back!"

Cheng Ran bowed his head and said, "Yes."The fist hidden in the sleeve was clenched tightly.

In a blink of an eye, Cheng Ran had already arrived at the Cang family's house, and Cheng Ran knelt on the scorched black ground, lowering his head and listening to the servants counting his crimes one by one. Not bad, but he avenged his kindness by stealing ghost fire and burning the Cang Mansion, killing hundreds of members of the Cang family, and killing the Cang Lord by extremely vicious means.

After the handyman finished speaking, Cang Qi's cold voice sounded above his head, "There are all witnesses and evidence, what else can you say?"

Cheng Ran paused, and insisted, "I didn't set fire to it, and the prince wasn't killed by me..."

Before Cheng Ran finished speaking, he was severely interrupted. Cang Qi just waved his sleeve robe, and the strong wind knocked him down to the ground, spurting a mouthful of blood.

Cheng Ran gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his chest, and the fist under his sleeve was already bleeding.Jiang Lanzhi deeply felt his hatred, not because of being wronged, but because of King Cang's death, not through his hands.It's a pity, it's so disgusting that someone beat him to finish that beast!

Jiang Lanzhi felt a sudden pain in his head, and Cheng Ran's hatred was so strong that it was distorted, and he, who had endured several times the hatred, felt a burning pain in his soul.

"The matter has come to this, don't make excuses, and you will take your sins and die." After Cang Qi finished speaking, he shot out a crimson will-o'-the-wisp, like a bloodthirsty poisonous tongue, opened his mouth wide, and killed Cheng Ran in an instant. devour.

Jiang Lanzhi hugged her head, and after a scream, she fell limply to the ground, unable to make any more sound.