Every world I die young

Even he himself didn't realize that he was in a very happy mood now, Shangguan Ce raised the corner of his mouth, and asked softly: "So, what should I call you?"

Mo Yinglan replied stiffly: "Xiu, Xiu Zhu, that's enough."

His reaction seemed to please Shangguan Ce. Shangguan Ce put his hands on top of his shoulders, and then pressed down gently, his palms and the material of the clothes tightly fitting together.

Mo Yinglan stared at him suspiciously, and said warily, "What are you doing?"

Shangguan Ce moved closer, and said in a low voice, "Xiu Zhu, I'm leaving. Before that, I want to take something from your body."

Mo Yinglan was stunned, and the hand that was slowly raised behind Shangguan Ce's back was also frozen in the air, as if he was hearing his name for the first time, he was at a loss for what to do.

Shangguan Ce lowered his eyes a little, and he could see the confused light in Mo Yinglan's warm and beautiful eyes, just like a newborn baby.

He suddenly felt a pain in his heart, his lips and teeth collided, and he whispered softly: "Xiu Zhu..."

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Mo Yinglan raised her head and looked at Shangguan Ce, who had dazed eyes, and said coldly, "Let go of me. Also, Lord Ghost King came to visit suddenly, what's the matter?"

The obsession in Shangguan Ce's eyes dissipated, and a pair of beautiful wine red eyes stared straight at Mo Yinglan.

When he slowly said Mo Yinglan's name just now, he could clearly feel his heart, which had been silent for many years, beating again.

The ashes were rekindled, and the living person in front of him was the fire point, rekindling the ashes all over the place.

Although Deng Zebao relied on the spell given to him by the young man in black when he cooperated for the first time, he was not harmed by the ghostly aura overflowing from Shangguan Ce from the beginning to the end.

But that's all. He is just an ordinary person, so he is very lucky to not be affected. As for meddling, there is no need to think about it.

But Deng Zebao didn't want to passively defend, he wanted to strike first, and Shangguan Ce's current state was obviously not right.

Deng Zesi guessed that Mo Yinglan might be too close to him, so close that he couldn't even concentrate on observing other details.

But he himself was far away, and he could clearly see that Shangguan Ce's ghost pupils did not have the tyranny that ghosts should have, but were very calm and peaceful.

Like, like a vicissitudes old man who is determined to die, the rare last tenderness towards this world.

Deng Zebao was taken aback by his guess, and he hastily denied his thoughts.

how can that be possible?Shangguan Ce, the majestic ghost king, has lived for thousands of years, and he has experienced many ups and downs.

If he wanted to die with all his heart, why did he choose this time?

No sign at all.

Deng Zepan shook his head, wanting to get rid of the absurd thoughts in his mind, but Shangguan Ce felt something, so he looked away from Mo Yinglan.

He calmly stared at Deng Zebao who was so stiff that he could hardly move.

"It's an old friend, why don't you come out and meet?"

Hearing this, the shadow under Deng Zebao's feet moved slightly, as if his eyes were dazzled for a moment, and then returned to normal immediately.

As for Deng Zebao himself, he could barely move his whole body except his neck.

There was a glint of anxiety and boredom in his eyes, damn it, why didn't he have the talent to learn Taoism!

As long as he has a little talent and can learn a little life-saving means of self-reliance, why should he rely on the spell on his chest to support him now.

It's not about how to do it, if he has the ability, he would have wanted to kill Shangguan Ce completely.

Although the talisman is powerful, it is just a dead object after all. It will only rigidly protect Deng Zepan's body to ensure that it will not be corroded by ghost energy, but it will not give him the strength to fight against evil spirits.

The reason why Deng Zebao was unable to move his body was also because the spell suppressed his actions.

Regarding the identity of the black-robed youth, Deng Zebao also had a lot of guesses. Since the beginning of the cooperation, he had inquired about the identity of the black-robed youth openly and secretly.

He knew Shangguan Ce, and he seemed to have a grudge against him, so the black-robed youth should also be an old ghost who had lived for a thousand years, but for some reason, he didn't seem to be strong enough, and he was no match for Shangguan Ce at all.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to find an ordinary person like himself to cooperate, use his power and means to get what he wants, and hide his identity and whereabouts.

But Deng Zesi searched through the existing historical records of Beirong Kingdom, and found no one who matched the identity of the black-robed youth, most of them were of different ages.

Shangguan Ce came to the throne at a young age, the late emperor was lewd and lustful, and his sudden death left him a mess.

At that time, he had many enemies, a pack of wolves surrounded him, each faction wanted to make money, and small border countries frequently harassed him. It can be said that he was in a difficult situation.

What the young Shangguan Ce faced was a group of treacherous and ruthless courtiers, as well as a cruel and vicious old emperor of a neighboring country who made trouble.

Deng Zebao had never seen the true face of the black-robed youth, but from his voice Deng Zebao could tell that the black-robed youth was about the same age as Shangguan Ce.

There is no record in history of such a person who was the same age as the last emperor Shangguan Ce.

After not seeing anything for a long time, Shangguan Ce sneered again: "Why, when I was orphaned and crippled most of the ghost body, and swallowed half of the ghost pill, I was so scared that I didn't dare to come out. I'm so cowardly and timid, why didn't I get away with it after I escaped by chance?" Completely shrunk, how dare you plot behind your back all these years."

This is the reason, and it's no wonder that the black-robed youth couldn't beat Shangguan Ce. It turned out that he had escaped death at the hands of Shangguan Ce. If you look at it this way, then his hatred for Shangguan Ce can also be explained.

However, Deng Zebao felt instinctively that this was not the root cause, and the real reason why the young man in black wanted to be killed by Shangguan was still deeper.

Deng Zepan laboriously lowered his head to watch his own shadow move slowly, his clothes blocked most of his sight, Deng Zepan could only see the upper body of his own shadow.

He watched his own shadow start to move from his arms, and his arms were raised, supporting his body to get up from the ground.

It was like a mass of dark liquid floating from the ground, condensing together to form a vague human body.

The temperature of the surrounding air dropped a few degrees again, the dark ghostly aura squirmed slowly, and the figure became clearer and clearer.

Until a clear-cut male body made of ghost energy appeared in front of Deng Zebao.

More ghostly energy surged up, and then changed into a set of familiar robes.

The young man in black robe stood on the ground with his back to Deng Zebao.

Unlike Shangguan Ce, he looked very much like a living person. Deng Zebao was very close to him, and he could even feel the heavy breathing of the black-robed youth.

The black-robed youth stared at Shangguan Ce, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, you should have discovered your brother a long time ago."