Fuck you

This scene was extraordinarily weird, as if the person standing face to face with Mingyue Gui suddenly disappeared, but the shadow remained abruptly on the ground, and it came to life in an instant, struggling flatly, and the original outline of the owner was gradually enlarged.

"You are loyal." Mingyue Gui coughed twice, her face turning pale.

Just now, he was adept at mobilizing the ghostly ghost energy in his body, and the two kinds of immortal powers that had just shown some signs of fusion were suddenly broken, and they were stirring and struggling in his body, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

"Dijun." It was a female voice as weak as smoke, as ethereal and faint as her figure, so thin that even a breeze could hardly be heard clearly.

No one can see her appearance clearly, not even Mingyue Gui.She is basically a shadow, dim and transparent, only the eyes and lips that are vaguely blurred on the face fade to a slightly translucent gray.

Mingyuegui looked at the shadow for a moment, and let out a long breath: "Don't call me Dijun anymore, I am no longer a ghost emperor. Mingyuegui is already dead."

The shadow floated forward anxiously.

Ming Yuegui continued: "You are originally the ghost image left by your father to the new ghost emperor. Now that your elder brother is the new ghost emperor, you should follow him around. I didn't intend to call you out."

Shadow suddenly knelt down, and whimpered for a while, and when he spoke, there seemed to be a surge of air around her body, and fallen leaves fluttered, crawling around her body and surroundings.

Mingyuegui resisted the urge to slap her away with a palm, picked her up like a rabbit, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to kneel to me? Why does this happen every time? Do you know that your voice is softer than a mosquito's?" Are you so far away from me that I might hear your little secret?"

The shadow stayed for a while, and then it took a long time to suddenly realize that he leaned against Mingyuegui, and said worriedly: "Oh. Emperor..."

He was stunned, and changed his words: "Only the young master is Yu Ji's son, no one can summon me except the young master, not even Cangming—please don't chase Xiao Yanxi away, young master."

Mingyuegui's tense face suddenly opened, and it turned pink like rouge. "Little suffocation" was the nickname he had given her when he laughed at Ghost Shadow in his previous life, but he didn't take it seriously, but now it was suddenly mentioned, and it was inappropriate to laugh at it.

He quickly twirled his fingers around the tender bamboo branches beside him, and said, "You little suffocating bastard, you changed your name, you changed your name, you can call it Black Peony from now on."

"Yes." Ghosting was blessed obediently, obedient and obedient.

Mingyuegui nodded, thinking that after she jumped to Zhuxiantai, the first one she met was in a cemetery in Beihuang, a little black girl lying on her grave and crying loudly.Mingyue Gui hates women crying the most, no matter whether the other party is a human or a ghost, she immediately took the little lonely soul into her heart and named her "Black Peony".

Thinking of that stupid little female ghost who adores her very much, Mingyuegui said triumphantly, "Hei Mudan, Lord, I'm going to Jiujin Mountain."

There has been no news for many years, but Black Peony has no doubts.It seems that what Mingyue Gui does, or what she looks like, she thinks it is very normal, and only obeying orders is the only thing she has to do.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and Mingyue Gui hadn't finished humming a ditty with seven turns and eighteen turns, and one person and one ghost were no longer in Medicine Valley.

I have to say that Yu Ji is really a genius.

The technique of ghost shadow is Yu Ji's first creation. It captures the spirit of nine thousand resentful souls in the pool of rebirth in the underworld, raises them in the profound ice of ten thousand years, uses their own blood essence as a guide, and nurtures the mother of all ghosts as a shadow.

Although it is a ferocious thing, it has no vicious aura. One shadow summons all ghosts and controls the undead. The more vicious and ruthless a person is, the more his aura can be used by the shadow.

Most importantly, as long as there are ghosts and ghosts in the world, ghosts will never die.

It can be weakened, it can be sealed, but it cannot die.The ghost raised by blood essence is loyal, and only Mingyuegui, who is connected with Yuji, can control it. The new ghost emperor is just Yuji's adopted son, and Mingyuegui's nominal elder brother, even if Ghosting cries and begs him to be his own. The master is also powerless.

During the battle of Nantianmen in the previous life, Mingyuegui relied on the black peony to fight against three thousand generals alone.

There are thousands of ghosts, but they are not invincible, Jiuchongtian has no soul to use, and Mingyue Gui has worked so hard to control the ferocious aura of a part of the sky, condensing ghosts to buy him time.

Even so, he still failed to save Junyan—his mother, in front of her son and everyone, grabbed the sword and killed herself.

This is a desperate and gloomy past. Mingyue Gui just found out that there was a bad sign, and immediately smothered it viciously.

He blinked quickly, his eyelashes were thick and black, and a small group of eyelashes near the end of his eyes was slightly curled, as if there was some dirt on it.Vigorously blinking away the obstructing thing, as if blinking away all the unpleasant memories, the whole person became much lighter.

"Hei Mudan, your escaping from the ground is not very good, it made me covered in dirt." Ming Yuegui casually patted the dust off his body, smiled and leaned over to bite off a wild flower, and held it in his mouth. Humming a strange tune and walking forward.

Hei Mudan, who had completed the task, had long since turned into a thin wisp of black mist, and became a small black mole on the heart of his right hand.

Jiujin Mountain stretches for nearly a hundred miles, and the mountain is gentle and gentle. It looks like a cornucopia coated with blue from a distance.

At this time, the golden crow was slightly sinking, and faintly sprinkled a piece of light gold from the other side of the mountain. Occasionally, a few birds chirped softly from the shadowy valley, and the echo repeated over and over again, making it even more silent and profound.The shadow of the mountain was like a beast, covering half of the sky in darkness.

In the shadowy jungle, a black-clothed boy knelt on one knee, pressed his finger into the dark brown soil, then lifted it slightly to remove the soil stuck to his fingertips, revealing a small piece of dark red pressure on his fingertips. mark.

Those fingers were slender and more beautiful than finely carved jade, and the dots of dark red were printed on the fingertips, which was particularly shocking.

The young man twirled his fingers, and pressed a few places on the surrounding soil at will. After pondering for a moment, he spat out the rotten wild flowers in his mouth, and raised his fingers to the tip of his nose to smell them.

The blood is good, and the other party has been injured for a while, if it is not for the abundant water vapor in the mountains, the blood cannot coagulate quickly, and I am afraid that it will soon seep into the soil and disappear.

The boy in black was Mingyuegui. After entering the mountain, he took off his white shirt and threw it behind an old tree.

The three-eyed rat siege was limited to three days. Whether it was day or night, bright white clothes couldn't give Mingyue Gui a sense of security. He preferred low-key dark colors. Wearing them made him feel solid, as if he had three heads and six arms.

At this moment, the bushes rustled behind him.Mingyuegui turned her head abruptly, and saw the head of a squirrel popping out. The big gray head was huddled behind the grass, a pair of eyes and the small bean eye on the forehead greedily stared at the few fingers that Mingyuegui pressed. a small pit.

Mingyuegui: "..."

How can this be reasonable, you little bastard dare to turn a blind eye to this young master?

He grinned, his thoughts suddenly moved, he pretended to look at it twice, then got up and retreated.

After making sure to go far enough, he quietly turned back and hid behind the tree.