no one knows better than me

Mei Xiaohan bent down and coughed very violently, as if he was suddenly suffocated by the rope on his body.

A smile slowly appeared on Zhuang Qingliu's face, and she really wanted to say to her kindly: "Don't hesitate, you and Zhu Heng are really a good match."

However, there was a lot of enthusiasm and noise all around at this moment, and everyone fell into a flattering discussion.

At this time, outside with the harsh wind blowing, an inconspicuous piece of wool has slowly brushed shoulders past countless ghosts standing guard, whirled gently and floated in front of a mountain.

This is a huge and majestic black mountain, like a black agate grounded in the sky, the surface slides into the gelatin, the light can be seen, no less than the mirror surface.On the top of the mountain, it seems that a flawless white jade three-hole bridge has grown naturally. The huge bridge body winds along the top of the mountain, and the other end is far scattered into the blurred and twisted chaos.

Countless beautiful and smooth shadow wall people flow into another world continuously along the connection of the bridge body, and the mountain scenery gradually merges with the sky. In the chaotic and illusory light and shadow everywhere, only the ultimate black and white complement each other. The son's wool finally fell to the ground.

The plum blossom ring is like a snowflake, motionless and gently moving in the wind, silently distinguishing every faint movement between the sky and the earth.

With more and more ghosts coming from the water surface of various lakes, the entire Xianlu has fallen into huge chaos, and hundreds of flying islands, which are as big as several cities, have all been suspended in the air. It was expanded to the extreme by the plum blossom day array.

However, before this sudden situation without warning, the common people who had suffered from the secrets of Xianmen for a year reacted very violently.

"This is another moth, what is that thing in the air? Flying prison?!"

"What the hell are they doing, and which family's ghost ran out?"

"Why are there so many monsters, what have these people made of this world?!"

Numerous ghost images had already quietly filled the air one after another, and there was no time to explain, a monk from the Lan family quickly dragged a few people around him to the spirit sword.

"Wait... Where are you dragging me forcibly? I don't believe a word you are saying now!"

"Do you feel that we people are blocking the way, and you finally show your face and want to kill all ordinary people in this world?"

"Who told you to pull my arm, you loosen it... ah!"

Among the chaotic crowd, a young man in sackcloth seemed to have recognized Pei Xuan suddenly, his expression changed abruptly, and he retreated sharply and blurted out: "This is not the young lord of the Shangzi Pei family who is so scheming and murders secretly with the fairy in the painting. ?!"

Pei Xuan, who was silently helping the crowd with his head buried in his back, stiffened for a moment, and his throat rolled with difficulty.At this time, a pair of strong and gentle hands gently patted his shoulder from behind, and Mei Huazhou, with a steady voice, passed by the sword naturally, and said: "Brother Pei, no one in this world can always act properly, the mistake that should be made up for To make up for it, what should be done must be done first, and it cannot be confused.”

As he spoke, he quickly brought dozens of people to the flying island at a time. Some of the people who landed were whispering something. Jump and make room."

The man was taken aback.

It seemed that a piece of ice had quietly broken in Pei Xuan's heart.

Although he is not a good person, the people who want revenge in this life are all resentful to him, and the few things he wants to change are choosing to dig out the already festering sores. He does not have Zhuang Qingliu's keen judgment and maneuvering, There is no such thing as Zhuang Huang's drastic resoluteness and decisiveness. For half his life, he has been scrambling in the shady gutter, just as others say "deep mind", and in the end he has become something worse than maggots. It's ridiculous .

But everything about him stems from the unforgettable disaster when he was young, and now these ordinary people who are suffering from indiscriminate disasters are all the same people as he used to be.There is one less person like this now, and there will be one less "scheming" person like him in the future.

The biting cold wind was too cold, Pei Xuan took a deep breath into his lungs, stretched out his hands to wrap his collar tightly, and calmly moved his sword into the crowd again.

As the insidiousness brought about by those ghosts devouring people spread quietly, in the original chaotic voice, someone whispered: "They seem to be saving us..."

"So what?! Don't forget how dignified these monks are on weekdays! Who knows if this time—ah!"

The person who made the sound crawled on the roof before he could finish his speech in shock and anger, when he was swiftly thrown onto the flying island by a pair of hands grabbed from behind.Pei Xuan, who was the first to ruin the reputation of Xianmen, rubbed his sore fingers, and with a wry smile, he picked up his sword and threw another one.

At the same time, the topic discussions in the ghost cave gradually became peaceful and unified. The fire summary titled "Fierce love is like fire, the young master is above and I am below" was frequently mentioned by everyone, and it stood out, which shows that it has been widely liked and admired. praise.

Zhuang Qingliu asked: "...What is that?"

The ghost king patiently said to this fake fan who had never read Master Yan's works: "It's the story of the marriage between the young master and Lord Baa-baa."

Zhuang Qingliu turned to look at Mei Xiaohan in surprise: "??"

Mei Xiaohan closed his eyes peacefully, as if he passed away without pain.

However, the ghost king enthusiastically touched the entire large jade wall in the cave. The jade wall was flawless, and there were vivid pictures and light and shadows on it. All the ghosts discussed and looked at it with relish.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

I didn't expect that the entertainment in the ghost world is so advanced that it can be turned into a film and television novel... Wait, why are the pictures on it so familiar?

The two people in ecstasy and the two familiar figures were clearly when she and Mei Hualan pretended to be married in Jinchan Town to lure the female ghost.

On the flawless white wall, Mei Hualan hooked off the red hijab in her hand behind the carved wooden door, and covered her head with her own hands.

Then there were the red silk tied together, the firecrackers that exploded in excitement, the moon arches of weeping willows, and the two little red lanterns on the corners of the eaves that were gently blown by the wind—the plum blossoms tricked her into bowing in front of her. He turned around and bowed again, and finally walked in front of her, his eyes were soft and gentle in the night, and he bent down slightly.

Although I had vaguely guessed it in my heart before, seeing this scene with my own eyes is still very impactful.

Because this time she saw clearly every detail of the expression on Mei Hualan's face, everything that she hadn't seen clearly before, she saw clearly.

At the end of a short scene, Mei Hualan gently picked her up and hugged her in her arms, and "entered the bridal chamber" with light and gentle steps, and all the ghosts suddenly let out a burst of joyful joy.

At the same time, beside the Yingbi Mountain, a swirling strong wind blew past, and the people who had just entered the bridal chamber on the wall swept up like butterflies, and fell silently onto the back of the Baiyu Three-hole Bridge. belly.

The neat and numerous ghost images above were still passing by, and Mei Hualan pulled out the real chasing spirit from her arms with a face as calm as snow.

"Since it's so wonderful." Zhuang Qingliu in the cave blinked, and turned to the ghost king amid the waves of praise, "Do you know about the copyright fee?"

The ghost king stared at her: "What is that?"

"That's—" Zhuang Qingliu thought for a while, and said very concisely, "Two words, pay for it! So how about just one, three, six for the time being?"

Mei Xiaohan: "..."

The ghost king seemed to be really thinking, and repeated: "One, three, six points?"

"Yes." Zhuang Qingliu looked at Mei Xiaohan quite enthusiastically, and respected the author's way of rushing to the ghost king, "She is six, I am three, you are one."

The ghost king raised his sledgehammer at once, and Zhuang Qingliu immediately leaned back a little bit with a "huh, huh", and changed his words politely: "She is one, I am three, you are six."

In short, she appeared on the stage as a material, and the three points of whoring for nothing remained unchanged.

Mei Xiaohan: "..."

The Ghost King watched her this time, and remained silent.

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to be looking at the other party sincerely, and said with a businessman's face: "Your Majesty, if you are not satisfied, you can discuss it."

Mei Xiaohan: "..."

Time flowed through the fingers bit by bit, and the whole fairyland finally took a breather from the hustle and bustle. There were already a lot of people on the huge island, and everyone took refuge in such a mid-air like never before. All of them are densely packed together, almost face to face. Looking at it from a distance, it seems that more than a hundred mountains have been uprooted in just a short moment on the fairyland.

Those who could be saved were rescued with all their strength, and those who had been entangled and swallowed by ghosts could only try not to look at them. Just as everyone had a short rest, suddenly the whole island shook violently

"It's broken," Mei Huazhou suddenly shuddered. There were too many people on the flying island, and the whole island began to sink under the burden!

It seems that starting from Taohuayuan, everything is rushing one after another, and everyone is busy trying to stop all kinds of changes, and no one has expected such a change.

The most important thing is that it seems that Zhuang Qingliu is doing his best to stand in the front line every time between life and death, but this time... there is no her here.

The world suddenly fell into a dead silence. Although most of these ordinary people have not been very rich in their lives, they have passed through smoothly. Because they have never been close to seeing the bone-chilling cold at the moment of dying, they are just at a loss. Panicked, while the scalps of the physically and mentally exhausted monks were numb, and there was a powerless sadness from the bottom of their hearts, and Mei Siyu's eyes were sore.

Seeing that the flying island was sinking bit by bit, no one was in a stalemate and did not grit their teeth to say the cryptic words, but if it went down like this, it would take less than a few sips of tea, all efforts would be in vain, and all lives would be lost. It will all turn into gray and black bubbles.

After Mei Siji clenched her hands and shook for a while, her brain finally became hot, and she said hoarsely with great difficulty and determination: "The flying island can't hold so many people, so let me do it..."

Before she finished speaking, a figure suddenly turned upside down and flashed in front of her eyes.

Mei Siji's back stretched into a straight peak line like a sharp knife, and she was almost ready to spend most of her future life in a lingering shadow. However, at this time, the momentum of the flying island's fall But it slowed down.

She raised her eyes in great surprise, only to see a man whose body was full of aura violently, like a giant supporting the sky, raising his two hands high under the island, supporting the whole island.

That was Pei Xuan, he maintained the lifting for this moment with the power of the elixir of self-explosion.

Mei Huazhou could only see his vaguely blurred face in the brilliant aura, and there was a silent emotion in his heart, which had seldom fluctuated in these years.

He didn't open his mouth to speak, but more and more monks quickly rushed up one after another, silently supporting more ordinary and precious lives with flesh and blood.

The strong wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the perfect jade bridge that seems to be moved out of the painting is still floating in the chaotic light and shadow. However, in the darkness, there is a soft sound like a cracking silk. Mei Hualan didn't stay any longer, and immediately spun away.

It wasn't until her shadow could no longer be found in the smooth and delicate black agate that the entire Yingbi Mountain collapsed, large pieces of rubble began to collapse and roll, and the flawless White Jade Bridge finally made a "bang". Falling down, countless fluorescent-like debris scattered and splashed.

In the cave of the ghost world, a hurried shadow wall man suddenly swam down from the top of his head, and very quickly clung to the ghost king's ear as if he had said something.

Zhuang Qingliu lifted his eyelids, and immediately began to recite the Sutra of Great Mercy and Great Compassion in his heart.

However, some things seem to have been discovered, and the color of Ghost King's whole body seems to have become darker. He stared at Zhuang Qingliu and asked earnestly, "What do you want to say?"

Zhuang Qingliu immediately straightened his sitting posture, and said with the gentlest voice in his life: "I'm afraid, this is a misunderstanding."

The ghost king stared at her for a long time, and said deeply: "I like you a little bit."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows at him, "Didn't you see that I'm already married, and she's a big boss who isn't easy to provoke, and she might be rushing here with a sword in hand right now."

Ghost King: "..."

It seemed to turn its head very slowly, and glanced at the fainted and tied Mei Siye next to it. It seemed that something was missing, and it couldn't figure out what was going on seriously.

However, this does not prevent the ghosts in the room full of ghosts or ghosts, or turning their heads and tongues, drifting faintly, and swarming up.

Zhuang Qingliu tore off the rope from Mei Xiaohan's body with his bare hands, and pulled her back to a corner.He simply put Mei Si'e, who was too far away, into the painting.

This is really... I really can't call out that big baby's password.

There are so many people, how can this be called.

The content of her password still needs to be kept for selling money, so it will definitely become popular.

A group of ghosts were relentless and chased after each other. A headless female ghost in the lead said to Zhuang Qingliu in a calm voice, "Give me your head."

"...Does it have to be like this?" Zhuang Qingliu also flattened his whole body to the wall like a shadow man, and winked at the female ghost in a good voice, "You know how you will be beaten by our baa soon ?"

The female ghost said deeply: "So what, I also raised a cute one."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

"Then you do it."

Zhuang Qingliu pulled back quite tiredly, and said loudly just about to perform in public: "Mr. Duanzhu, save the treasure—!"

"Bang bang bang—!

The figure of Meihualan fell from the sky in an instant, even more erratically than a ghost!

"!!" Zhuang Qingliu immediately left Mei Xiaohan behind, ran out quickly and said to Mei Hualan, "Why so fast!"

What's the use of those people raising so many baa? Her baa is the number one!No. [-] in any ranking!

Mei Hualan looked at her running towards her with open arms, suddenly bent her eyes and smiled, and caught her firmly, saying: "There is a group of will-o'-the-wisps helping me."

There is no time to say more now, when she finished her last word, the whole cave seemed to follow some rhythm, and began to collapse violently like a rock and tremble. The fire destroyed it completely.

Mei Hualan picked up her waist with one hand, and flung Du E and Mei Xiaohan out of Du E's entanglement with the other, and took the two of them away quickly without looking back.

The moment before leaving, Zhuang Qingliu turned his head and blinked at the ghost king and the headless female ghost who were still in some kind of thinking: "I didn't lie to you, my baa easily loses his temper, but it's true when you lose your temper." It's not a big deal."

The lair will be blown away for you.

The moment the three of them flew out of the cave, a strong gust of wind rushed towards them, almost knocking their scalps away.The whole world outside seems to be shaking, the sky and the earth are spinning upside down, a faint light emerges from under the soil, dark things are flowing all over the ground, and flying particles are billowing everywhere.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Mei Xiaohan coughed violently a few times in both choking and shock, and asked with cracked eyes, "What's going on?"

"It's nothing. I said that the two worlds have a special connection point, and since the Shadow Wall people can only move by attaching to the real thing, then destroying the white jade three-hole bridge that connects the two places here will do."

Zhuang Qingliu's voice was very brisk, and when he couldn't catch up to throw those messy things to a distance behind him that he couldn't catch up with, he immediately stretched out his hand and pushed, pressing Mei Panpan to the top of a snow mountain like a whirlwind, and leaned closer to the ground. After kissing for a long time, it was much more passionate and intense than before.

Mei Panpan probably didn't want to give her some dirty hands, but after being kissed for a moment, she lightly wrapped her arms around her back, accepted the enthusiasm, kissed back and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhuang Qingliu bowed her head very gently and kissed a little deeper: "I want to draw you to worship!"

"..."

"?" I probably don't know where this sudden idea came from, so I can't understand the urgency of this mood, so after thinking about it for a while, Mei Hualan still looked back and forth at Zhuang Qingliu's head, stretched out her hand He touched her temples twice, and said very restrainedly, "I will pray when your hair grows out." "..."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her: "...Break up, let's break up!"