After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

The female ghost didn't have time to stop her: "You Taoist priest really want to die, do you think they can escape? When I eat you first, I'll catch them one by one and let you all die together." She cracked With a smile, the ghostly air was overflowing, revealing a mouthful of pitch-black fangs, "So, you are not alone on the road to Huangquan."

She never intended to let Xie Yu go.

Anyone who breaks into the ghost domain will die. It was just a delay to let Xie Yu go. He wanted to get rid of Qiu Lingjun first.

Xie Yu didn't make a sound.

Ghost, demon.

Born with obsession, full of nonsense, evil and cunning.

From the moment he knew that this was Ghost Domain, he was doomed to have this battle.

The female ghost can spare a few mortals, but not the Taoist priests.

She saw that Xie Yu was still young, and his cultivation was already good, and she had a heart of love for talent: "You worshiped me once before, and I will give you a chance. You give up cultivating the Tao and let me kill you and become a ghost cultivator." , I can let you live in my ghost domain, if I don't die, you can live with the sky."

The female ghost's story is half true and false, and the temptation is extremely strong.

She is immortal, the ghost of Huangquan can indeed live the same life as the sky.

Xie Yu still didn't answer.

The female ghost said again: "You don't have to worry about me lying to you, I can swear with my heart that if you violate it, there will be five thunders from heaven."

"The way is different."

"No collusion."

The sword energy splits the river of ghost energy.

The current on both sides of the bank is turbulent, stirring up black waves.

Xie Yu holds a wave, which is the memory of the female ghost. This wave bears the scene of the female ghost's birth: the baby girl cries loudly, and the general in iron armor lifts the baby girl up, laughing loudly: "I Got a daughter! This will be your new master!"

The baby girl was wrapped in a big red swaddle, scratching with her little hands and crying endlessly.

He was originally a descendant of a general.

The female ghost fired a gun, and the gun screamed like a dragon: "I don't know what is good or bad! If you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill you!"

Several people were beaten out.

Ghostland has completely disappeared.

Huang Zui hadn't calmed down yet, his face was pale: "Thank you, senior brother..."

After Xie Yu broke up, he let them go first.

Obviously Xie Yu's cultivation level is the highest, if he escapes, he won't die.

Yi Luoling looked at the faces in the lake that were still in shock, and said word by word: "There are more bad luck than good luck."

Think optimistically, there are more bad luck than good luck.

Zhao Zaishui was the calmest. He stood up and said, "Let's go back and find the elder."

Qiu Lingjun was still holding the sword.

Yi Luoling bowed his head and remained silent.

Even Huang Zui, who was the most free and easy, remained silent.

It would take two months at the earliest to return to Jianzong, Xie Yu would die if they left.

Zhao Zaishui was anxious: "What do you want to do! What can we do with our little cultivation. Brother Xie let us go! Can't you hear me!"

Xie Yu desperately sent them away.

If they don't leave now, they won't be able to leave until the female ghost finishes Xie Yu.

"I do not go."

Qiu Lingjun scooped up a handful of lake water and washed off the blood on his hands. A trace of scarlet spread along the ripples. He stood up with a bloodless face, "I'm going to the City Lord's Mansion."

Go find the female ghost named Hongying.

Zhao Zaishui wanted to stop him, but he still didn't move: "What about you?"

Yi Luoling sighed: "I can't do anything, I should retreat."

She caught up with Qiu Lingjun, "There is no way to retreat, so let's fight."

You can't leave your companions behind.

Huang Zui murmured: "I still want to honor my ancestors."

The barren island is so poor, it would be a shame to die here.

Zhao Zaishui understood what Huang Zui meant: "Idiot."

He cursed, "A bunch of idiots."

Huang Zui stood up calmly, flicked his sleeves: "Sacrificing one's life for righteousness is the way of my life."

Zhao Zaishui turned his head and left: "If you don't leave, I will."

After all, it turned into a blue rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

Only then did Huang Zui smile and said, "I'm not as good as Brother Zhao."

Someone has to move forward.

If they don't leave, Zhao Zaishui will have to leave.

The mayor's wife was very anxious.

Those people sealed Jinghu Lake, saying that it was dangerous and no one was allowed to approach it. After walking for half a month, there was no movement... Until today, the sky is torn apart, the dark clouds are about to collapse, the dark wind is howling, and the black air overflowing is frightening. Shares rustle.

She immediately ordered the closure of the city and arranged for guards to patrol to ensure the safety of the people.

The city lord was still lying on the bed, angry like a silk: "Thank you, madam."

The lady of the city lord saw that her husband was very thin, with his legs sunken, and she seemed to be dying soon: "It's not hard." She forced a smile, "When my husband recovers..."

She was originally a cultivator, so she should not be greedy for the world of mortals.

But when he came to Yucheng, he fell in love at first sight with this handsome city lord who loved the people like Zifeng.

Later, she gave up the opportunity to go to Xianzhou to be with him constantly.

Husband and wife have been in love for more than [-] years, "I will take a good rest."

The castellan is much older than the castellan's wife.

Especially after being seriously ill: "Okay...okay."

The couple in the room looked at each other with tender affection.

Although both of them knew that the city lord's illness might not recover, they didn't expose it.

A white rainbow fell from the sky, shattering half of the door frame. Amidst the flying sawdust, one person showed his figure.

The visitor was dressed in black and bloody, with a handsome appearance, agate on his forehead, and a golden ring for his hair. His spiritual power was flowing, and his divine light was graceful: "Where is the historian in your city?"

The city owner's wife was startled, and she got up quickly: "Xianjun..."

She has a hoarse voice, and her white eyes seem to have nothing. At first glance, she looks like a ghost, with a ghostly charm.

Fortunately, Huang Zui and Yi Luoling arrived soon after.

Huang Zui signaled the city lord's wife not to salute: "Find someone. His name is Hongying, and he's a female general."

He added, "It should be a figure hundreds of thousands of years ago."

So there is little hope of finding it.

Hundreds of years ago?

Thousands of years ago?

The lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years. Hearing this, he thought he was listening to a heavenly book, and suddenly he was in a dream.

The mayor's wife smacked her lips: "...obey."

The origins of these people are probably quite remarkable.

City Lord's Mansion.

Yucheng is located in a remote place, and the rulers have changed several times, but the city still stands tall.

Bamboo slips used to record historical events are piled up into mountains, and mortals have limited means of preservation. Bamboo slips hundreds of years ago can barely discern handwriting, and bamboo slips older than that have already decayed and shattered at the touch of a touch.

Fearing that there might be mistakes, the three of them looked through it themselves, restlessly and without sleep, carefully holding the bamboo slips with their spiritual power, and carefully identifying them.

Spread bamboo slips cover the courtyard.

The smell of antiquity is unpleasant, and even the baked bamboo slips are inevitably gnawed by moths. For nearly a hundred years, the books used to record historical events have been replaced by paper books, and some pages are blurred and hard to read due to moisture.

"Hongying... Hongying..."

"Female general, female general..."

The pages of the book were blown by spiritual power, making a rattling sound.

Yi Luoling threw out the chessboard, covering the mansion from top to bottom, the spiritual energy gathered, and the mind was clear and eye-catching.

Chess repair is not sword repair, not the main killing, but auxiliary.

Although Yi Luoling doesn't like minors, but at least he is from Yi's family.

Huang Zui was still in the mood to joke: "It's an honor, an honor, to be able to get the assistance of fellow Yi Daoist."

It's not necessary to talk, but if you don't talk, you will collapse.

It's been five days and nothing has been achieved. It's one thing to overdraw your body, but it's another thing to overdraw your spirit.

Yi Luoling kept his hands on, and said quietly, "Since you feel honored, then write it on the family tree."

Huang Zui: "..."

He laughed loudly, "The day you become a Daoist monarch is the day I will engrave this matter on the genealogy."

Yi Luoling was speechless.

Was awarded the title of Daojun?Become like her ancestor?

Let's wait until she survives her ancestors and masters the fairy town of Shanhe.

They're doing fine.

Yi Luoling turned his head to look at Qiu Lingjun, the white eyes of the black-clothed boy were dyed red, the aura was faint, and he seemed to be collapsed.

Sighing silently, the relationship between Senior Brother Qiu and Senior Brother Xie is really good.

One day.

Another day.

Qiu Lingjun's eyes were covered with a red veil, and he was in unbearable pain. Holding the bamboo slips, he almost wept blood.

Senior brother... Bai Ying ran in the opposite direction, as if to say goodbye, and never saw each other again.

He didn't know why he was so flustered, he just knew, no, absolutely no!

A line of small notes came into view.

The Zhan family has a daughter named Hongying.

Less intelligent, chivalrous, brave stepfather, rarely defeated.

Twenty-five, prevent the enemy from fighting to death in the southern wilderness, the emperor weeps, the people cry, and they pursue the title of Marquis.

……

found it.

After a person dies, only those with persistent obsessions will turn into ghosts.

Only by eliminating his obsession can he break his ghost way.

Knowing the origin and past of the ghost makes it easier to find out the ghost's obsession.

Ghostland was born.

A copper coin in the palm of Shen Suanzi burst, and a line of blood red exploded. His eyes were slightly closed: "...heh."

A new tide is about to start, and ghosts and monsters are coming out.

Seeing this, the young man serving on one side said, "Old Ancestor."

Shen Suanzi opened his eyes and looked at his descendants: "How many years has my Shen family been passed down?"

The young man respectfully said, "It's been 450 years."

Shen Suanzi was sitting on the rocking chair, lying swaying, like an ordinary old man: "Chungui, you have to pursue the Dao."

Shen Chungui nodded, his voice was not as gentle as others, but sharp-edged: "I will never regret a hundred deaths."

The fortune teller looked sideways, and there seemed to be sadness in his eyes, and then he smiled: "Okay!"

He pointed the way, "Jianzong Xie Yu is in the barren island at the moment, you go with me."

Shen Chungui had never heard of this name before: "Thank you..."

In a blink of an eye, he had already left the courtyard.

The Shen family hides in Changliu Mountain.

The peak is high and the clouds are deep, and I don't know how many thousands of feet away it is.

A monk happened to pass by with a rainbow, saw that it was the young master, and hurriedly landed: "I have seen the young master."

Shen Chun put back his green shirt, and said gently: "Excuse me."

Without waiting for the monk to say anything, he looked at the barren island, smiled slightly, and said: "Xie Yu, Jianzong."

……

Sword Sect.

Ling Xun also saw the barren island ghost domain: "The barren island is actually in the barren island."

He stepped forward, a little gloating, "The barren island is not under my Jianzong's control, that old thing Deyuan is going to give me a headache, but why do I feel so wrong...it's just a ghost domain..."

Suddenly, he froze, and his voice spread thousands of miles, "Yun Buqi, Xie Yu and the others are in the barren island?!"