Fuck you

Mingyue Guite wanted to bump his head against the mountain wall to death.

Is this thing going to be okay?

Then, Xinghe continued: "Did I do something when I got drunk that day?"

Mingyue Gui was startled, swallowed back the words she was about to say, and decided not to tell the truth after deliberation: "No, no."

These three words echoed over and over again in the surroundings, no matter how I heard them, I felt extremely unconfident.

Xinghe didn't ask any more questions, and the two walked around several corridors that extended upwards to the top of the mountain.

The cave was gloomy and filled with the wreckage of wild animals. A tall humanoid corpse stood on top of the wreckage, with an ill-fitting white robe stretched across his body, and a red light shining from the top of his head. striking.

"Damn it," Mingyue Gui roared, "Didn't you hack it to death?"

It looked exactly the same as the Corpse King who was beheaded by Xinghe back then.

"Centured worm, dead but not stiff." Before the words finished, Xinghe drew his sword and stood up, as if a sharp lightning flashed across, Yaopo pierced the zombie's chest again.

The zombie turned around slowly, the rotting head tilted to the side, the mouth without a single tooth seemed to grin, and the huge body fell backward among the remains of the beast.

Immediately afterwards, two white lights flew out from the pupils of the corpse, quickly flew up to the cracked rock opening at the top of the cave, and flew in two directions.

Ming Yuegui said inwardly that he was not good, raised his sword and chased after him: "I will chase one and you will chase the other, you can't let him run away!"

It was a wisp of remnant that the caster shared with the zombie. If he could catch up, he could easily locate the caster's location and identity.

Before Xinghe could stop Mingyuegui, Mingyuegui had already swung his sword and leaped out of the cave. Hei Mudan was summoned out of nowhere, lying behind Mingyuegui, looking very weird.

Xinghe squeezed the white cloth that he got from Mi Shu in his hand, Mingyuegui's fusion of ghost energy and immortal power, not to mention the mirror demon, even if his master came, he might not be able to trap him.

In this way, it is also good to chase after it.

The long tail of white light pierced the night sky like a shooting star, the sound of the wind whistled in my ears, and Xinghe followed behind, but couldn't catch up for a while.

He didn't expect the speed to be so fast. He added some spiritual power, and the distance was getting closer and closer. The white light seemed to have reached its limit, and the speed dropped instead of increasing. Withdraw, the white light has exploded between the electric light.

The air was full of fine and sweet scents. Although Xinghe kept his breath closed, his fingers still touched the white light at the beginning. After a while, his body seemed to be ignited as a firecracker, and his heart began to boil.

The frequent heart palpitations suddenly rushed in, his heart seemed to burst, Xinghe groaned in pain, his body fell down out of control, and then he seemed to fall into some kind of enchantment. After being dizzy, he opened his eyes again, It was pitch black all around.

The sound of howling wind turned into bursts of sharp shouts at some point, Xinghe seemed to be floating on a piece of nothingness, the severe pain in his chest pulled his nerves, and every movement was a pain like skin cramps.

He barely sat up and recognized where it was.

The Abyss of Cangwu, the place where Mingyuegui once stayed.

Everything happened so suddenly, Xinghe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and heard a burst of applause not far away, accompanied by a man's happy smile: "Youyang Lord, we meet again."

Xinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned in disgust.

As if something had split the darkness, Cangming walked over wrapped in a black robe, with an amiable and harmless smile on his face: "It is said that men in love are the most brainless, and this emperor deeply agrees."

He knocked on the fan in his hand and looked at Xinghe: "Your injury is most afraid of the invasion of evil spirits. It just so happened that Mingyue gave me this opportunity. Youyang Lord, do you know what happens to those who try to snatch people from me?" Is it?"

Xinghe didn't speak, Cangming casually crushed a flying evil ghost: "It's like this ghost."

"Hahahahaha!" He smiled and touched the scar at the corner of his eye, and pulled his body up, "Youyang Lord, enjoy yourself here, maybe you can leave a whole body after the good fortune!"

Xinghe couldn't even say the painful words, his thoughts quickly ran through the memories about Cangming, and he was frozen outside the mansion that day, Cangming handed Mingyuegui a small sachet.

It surprised me that.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, there was a mixture of ghostly evil and turbid air here, the wound that was not healed was like a fuze that was out of control, and the spiritual power was a little bit disintegrated.

Unable to gather spirits, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to go out.

He closed his eyes, all he could do at this moment was try not to affect his body's hidden injuries, delay time, and deliver the distress message to his senior brother.

Of course, the Abyss of Cangwu is not so easy to deal with. Before long, Xinghe's ten fingers began to ooze blood, Yang Qi leaked, and more and more ghosts gathered around. Yao Po lost the spiritual power of his master, and his power was greatly reduced. Gu De came to the left , the right side was broken through, and it seemed to be overwhelmed.

Xinghe closed his eyes and tried many times, but the spiritual power he could muster was still unable to light up the letter.

Soon, he passed out with annoyance.

I don't know how long it has passed, as if he had a nightmare from which he would never wake up, Xinghe felt someone holding him and calling his name over and over again, something warm fell on his face, and his limbs and bones were covered by surging waves. Watered with spiritual power, it washed away the cold and evil energy stagnated in the body.

He slowly opened his eyes, saw the face close at hand, and smiled: "Mingyue, I knew you would come."

Mingyuegui seemed to have cried before, the corners of his eyes were red, fierce ghosts roared around him, but they didn't dare to get close to him, separated by a distance of Zhangxu, there was a clear sky and earth in the Cangwu Abyss.

"Xinghe, how are you?" Mingyuegui's voice was extremely hoarse, she suddenly lowered her head, and kissed Xinghe's nose, "I'm scared to death."

Xinghe was stunned for a moment, and felt that his spiritual power was suddenly abundant, as long as he picked up Yaopo, he could smash this filthy space with a single sword.

"You..." Xinghe hesitated, "Can you do it again?"

Mingyue Gui was stunned: "What?"

"Just the one you just had... do it again."

Knowing that such a place is not suitable for doing such a thing, Mingyuegui still couldn't refuse, and gently kissed the tip of Xinghe's nose: "Do you want this?"

Xinghe nodded, and suddenly had the strength to stand up.

"Mingyue..." He supported Mingyuegui to stand up, looked at Mingyuegui for a while, then suddenly hugged her and asked softly in his ear, "What do you want to ask me in the Library Pavilion?"

Mingyue Gui couldn't even utter the words, and the screams in his ears sounded like bursts of applause: "What are you asking?"

Xinghe tilted his head, and dropped a series of thin kisses on his cheek: "Is it this?"