Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

The tree demon Huaisheng walked in the forefront of the crowd of ghosts and monsters. He was taller and taller than the form he transformed into when he first came to Montenegro to meet Fu Zhenhong.

The pure black robe outlines his tall figure, which looks like a cold pine and cypress from a distance. His dark green hair is tied up with a locust tree branch at will. A few strands fell down the side of the face.

Under the cold blowing, these strands of hair floated to the ends of his phoenix eyes, giving his pale, bloodless face a cold, handsome and evil temperament.

Liuli raised her eyes and stared at Huai Sheng's back for a few seconds, then lowered her eyes suddenly, it was not her illusion, the grandma who has cultivated a male body is more dangerous and unpredictable than before.

The current grandma is elusive, Liuli dare not offend easily at all, even when grandma is talking to her, she can feel a cold and suffocating feeling as if being strangled by the throat.

"Liuli, what are you going to buy tonight?" Butterfly Jing Yunmo touched Liuli, who was lost in thought, with obvious expectation in his tone.

When the moon is full in the leap year and the leap month, the gates of ghosts are wide open, and the City of Dead Dead will become the busiest and bustling capital city, a hundred times more noisy than the streets during the Lantern Festival.

Those dead souls who cannot be reincarnated will reshape the memory in front of them on this day, and then all become peddlers, selling what the monsters and wild ghosts who are not under the control of the Black Mountain Realm need.

There are only two forms of transactions.

One is that the buyer uses the yang energy of a living person as a reward, and the other is to use his own demon power to cultivate.

This is just like the inherent law of this world. In the city of vain death where the ghosts walk at night, those souls who used to wander only mourning can use the yang energy of living people or the power of monsters in the human world to change their fate forever bound in the city of vain death.

It's like those undead who made rouge and gouache before they were alive. One day, they will become vendors who sell the appearance of eternal youth. The seductive power and the secret treasure that can soften a man's heart.

Although monsters and ghosts in the human world have abilities that surpass humans, they cannot live forever. They all have their own shortcomings, and they should have corresponding needs.

And these needs can be best solved in the dead city of Hundred Ghosts at Night.

"Liuli?" Butterfly Jing Yunmo saw that Liuli hadn't recovered, so he brought his lips to Liuli's ear, and called again at a high volume: "Are you listening to me?"

"Ah!" Liuli came back from her thoughts completely. Seeing Yun Mo's innocent and unscrupulous appearance, she subconsciously glanced at Huai Sheng who was walking in the front. He breathed a sigh of relief after noticing their side due to the voice.

"Keep your voice down." Liuli couldn't hold back and said to Yunmo.

She and Yun Mo have always been on good terms, and she should remind the thoughtful Yun Mo that she can no longer speak and act without worries like before.

"Yunmo, now we must restrain ourselves as much as possible." Liuli said with a serious expression.

"I see." Yun Mo nodded obediently.She has always regarded Liuli as her sister, and has always obeyed Liuli's words.

"Hey, Liuli, what do you want to buy?" Yun Mo asked Liuli again in a low voice.

Liuli's eyes flickered for a moment, and she glanced at Nie Xiaoqian who was walking alone. After a soft snort, she said, "I want to buy the knowledge and economics of a literati."

"Is that so?" Yun Mo blinked, "Does Liuli want to look more elegant and noble like Xiaoqian?"

Liuli smiled, neither refuting nor affirming.

"What about you, Yunmo, what are you going to buy?"

Yun Mo pursed his lips, and after thinking for a moment, he said seriously: "I want to buy freedom."

Liuli's pupils shrank in surprise when she heard the words, she immediately covered Yun Mo's mouth, and shook her head at Yun Mo.

Yun Mo understood Liu Li's meaning, and his joyful eyes dimmed instantly.

Freedom is not allowed.

They, the monsters, were bound by the tree demon Huaisheng, and they could never escape the fate of being controlled.

Compared with these monsters, Nie Xiaoqian, who is a lonely soul, may still have the possibility of breaking away.

As long as someone can take away Xiaoqian's skeleton that was originally buried in the extension of the cave without being discovered by grandma, and then set up a plaque and bury it sincerely, Xiaoqian can get rid of grandma's control and reincarnate.

Compared with their hopelessness, Nie Xiaoqian at least has a chance of regaining her freedom. Perhaps it is because of this that they, the monsters who are also under her grandmother, always have a kind of hostility towards Nie Xiaoqian. jealous.

"I know," Yun Mo sighed lightly, "Liu Li, I know everything."

If she wanted to be free, she could just talk about it.

"That's good, Yunmo, don't be stupid." Liuli warned again.

And Nie Xiaoqian, who was walking alone at the end, also guessed from Liuli's eyes looking at him that he was mentioned in the conversation between the snake demon and the butterfly demon, but Nie Xiaoqian didn't care about it.

He doesn't care what these monsters think of him, and he has no intention of blending in.

At this moment, he was thinking more about whether he could get rid of the spell cast by the tree demon to suppress his bones from the sorcerer who specialized in soul-saving in his lifetime when he arrived in the city of death.

If possible, he is willing to pay with all his cultivation.

Just as Nie Xiaoqian was thinking, Huaisheng, who was walking in the front, stopped suddenly.

In front of Huaisheng, stood a man also dressed in black. The man looked handsome, but his expression was dull.

"Master asked me to pick you up." Xie Jingxuan said calmly.

Huai Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Accept?" He was pondering over the word, then suddenly thought of something, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled softly, "It's not so much to say, it's better to say that it's watching." me."

Xie Jingxuan did not speak, maintaining the silence that Mu Tong should have.

And Huai Sheng, who has dealt with Mu Tong many times, naturally knows what kind of character Mu Tong, who was made into a puppet, has always been.

At this moment, Huai Sheng didn't care about the puppet's silence, but continued to say in a vague way: "Master Heishan should be more relaxed about me, after all, I respect Lord Heishan very much."

Huai Sheng, who has formed a male body, is no longer the indistinguishable voice of male and female in the past, but now his voice is very unique and cold.However, this kind of coldness is different from Nie Xiaoqian's quiet and aloof coldness. Huaisheng's voice is a bitingly cold, more like a death prayer-like emptiness.

"I really want to see Master Heishan soon." Huai Sheng licked the corners of his lips, a morbid paranoid and playful expression appeared on his pale handsome face: "I can't wait for Master Heishan to touch and feel the body of a man." me."

At this moment, Fu Zhenhong, who was missed by the tree demon, was dragging Yan Chixia around the City of Death.

On weekdays, the City of Death is a dead city where only the undead wander. In the whole city, except for the living plants in the palace where Fu Zhenhong, the lord of the Black Mountain, lives, the environment outside the palace is desolate, like an endless black expanse. desert.

But Ghost City is different this day.

Tonight's Wushi City is extremely lively. Under the moonlight, hawkers with blurred faces have already set up stalls on the street.

These stalls sell edible biscuits, candied haws, cloth for clothing and all kinds of weird toys.

Fu Zhenhong was not interested in these things, and Yan Chixia was also not interested in them, but even though Yan Chixia was not interested, there was a sense of warmth and sweetness because of the people around her.

He looked at the hands he held with Hei Shan, and a warm current flowed through his body.

This feeling is amazing, but also commendable.

The cries of undead peddlers around, the bargaining sounds of monsters from the human world, etc. were intertwined in the whole street. No one paid attention to these ghosts and monsters coming and going, and no one cared about his and Montenegro's identities.

Amidst these hustle and bustle, Yan Chixia felt that she was no longer the monster catcher who wanted to eradicate ghosts and monsters, and Hei Shan was not the monster in charge of the entire Hei Shan world, they were just two very ordinary people.

Yes, people.

At this moment, Yan Chixia selfishly found an excuse for herself, and stubbornly defined Montenegro as a human being, a human being with flesh and blood, heart and emotion just like him.

And he also let go of the burden of being a monster catcher, letting himself be the Yan Chixia who loves Montenegro.

"Want to eat candied haws?" Fu Zhenhong led Yan Chixia to a vendor.

The peddler held a shelf made of straw in his hand, but there were only nine candied haws on the shelf.

Nine candied haws and nine bamboo sticks.

The number of candied haws on the bamboo sticks is all different, but according to the numbers from one to nine corresponding to the number of strings.

The bamboo stick inserted at the bottom of the straw rack has only one candied haws, and the penultimate one has one more. By analogy, the bamboo stick at the top is the longest, so long that there are nine sticks on it.

"Want to eat?" Fu Zhenhong asked Yan Chixia again.

Yan Chixia was a little surprised why Montenegro was suddenly interested in candied haws.He looked at the candied haws in the peddler's hand, which was no different from the human world in appearance, and after two seconds of silence, he asked Fu Zhenhong, "Do you want to eat?"

"Of course I want it." Fu Zhenhong replied.

This candied haws has a far deeper meaning than the candied haws in the human world.

Yan Chixia nodded and said, "If you want to eat, then I will go with you."

"Okay." Fu Zhenhong smiled, and took down the topmost bamboo stick with nine candied haws on it from the straw rack.

"What do I need to exchange for this?" Yan Chixia asked him.

"Since you have come to this dead city, naturally I should be the host." After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, she placed her palm on the peddler's palm. In the next second, a light blue halo emerged from Fu Zhenhong's palm. It flowed out and poured into the palm of the peddler.

A few seconds later, Fu Zhenhong withdrew her hand, and tore off the transparent film wrapping the candied haws.

Under Fu Zhenhong's movements, the red full-bodied syrup quickly released a sweet and sour taste that stimulated people's taste buds.

Yan Chixia looked at Fu Zhenhong who was concentrating on the candied haws, her eyes softened.

However, just when Yan Chixia thought that the beautiful monster in front of him would take a bite, the other party handed the peeled candied haws to his mouth.

"I bought something for you to eat." Fu Zhenhong continued, "Although I said I wanted it, I didn't say I wanted it."

Yan Chixia was confused by Fu Zhenhong's words: "You don't want to eat?"

Fu Zhenhong shook her head slightly, and said something unclear: "I don't need this candied haws, but you are different, Yan Chixia, you need it."

Yan Chixia frowned slightly, and opened her lips to say something more, but Fu Zhenhong just fed the candied haws into Yan Chixia's mouth, blocking Yan Chixia's next words.

"Eat it." Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows slightly, and said jokingly, "Could it be, are you afraid that the candied haws are poisonous, Xiao Daoist?"

While chewing on the candied haws, Yan Chixia answered Fu Zhenhong's slightly teasing words with her eyes.

"How does it taste?" Fu Zhenhong asked him.

"It tastes the same as the candied haws in the human world." Yan Chixia replied truthfully.

There is sweetness in the sourness, the sourness of the fruit and the sweetness of the syrup are combined.

"Eat all the remaining eight."

"Eat all?"

"Correct."

"it is good."