ghost city

The bright red wedding dress, the absent face...that's... Xiaoyou!And the man in red next to him is actually Han Cang!

"What are you going to do to her?" Wei Ling asked in a deep voice, a murderous look flashed across his cold eyes.

"Heh," Yun Zhongjun caressed the jade coffin, and slowly walked past Wei Ling, "If you do what I want, I will do what you want too. When King Zhou comes back to life, Miss Zi will be your queen." At that time. Like this, would you like it?" He turned his face sideways, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"What if I refuse? What will you do—kill her?" Wei Ling clenched his hands tightly, and the murderous look in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Hehe, no, no." Yun Zhongjun smiled lightly and waved his hands again and again, "That would be too uneconomical. I will marry her to Han Cang. I will erase her memory and let her live happily ever after. Han Cang enjoys the joy of fish and water. With this arrangement, you can rest assured, right?"

"Bang!" Wei Ling slammed his fist on the jade coffin, sending jade chips flying, and several cracks suddenly appeared on the jade coffin.The strike was as swift as the wind, and when Yun Zhongjun lowered his eyes, a sharp sword was already on his neck.

"Let her commit herself to the enemy!? It's thanks to you to think of such a despicable method!" Wei Ling had already forced himself in front of Yun Zhongjun, with his sword firmly pressed against his neck, his eyes blazing with rage, green His eyes were red and his face was pale, like a rakshasa ghost in hell.

"You know how to play tricks on women!? With such filthy thoughts, what confidence do you have to revive the Great Zhou!?" Wei Ling roared angrily, and the Tangxi sword wiped a bloodstain on Yun Zhongjun's neck.

"I said, in order to revive the Great Zhou, I will not cherish the lives of ants. Eight hundred children can be sacrificed, let alone a lowly Yingmei?" He glanced at Wei Ling and smiled disapprovingly.

"It's not a wise choice to turn against me now." He looked at Wei Ling without a hint of panic in his tone, "Apart from the city guards, His Royal Highness has [-] elite soldiers in ambush, just you and Sima Shang. Do you want to fight with me too?" With his fingers resting on the Tangxi sword, Yun Zhongjun looked at him with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

Wei Ling stared at him firmly, but the look in his eyes was flickering. The sword was just resting on his neck, and he didn't take a step forward.

"Ping" the Tangxi sword fell to the ground with a clang, Wei Ling staggered back a few steps, slowly covered his face with his hands, and fell silent.The embankment in my heart collapsed.

He never thought that the Youwang City Lord, no, it was Yun Zhongjun who had such deep defenses, and secretly recruited [-] elite soldiers.Although he has the right to deploy troops from the city guards, he can only keep Han Cang, Wu Man and others on hold, but he cannot take the city guards for his own use.Then, it is indeed too risky to use the [-] step cavalry under one's own to fight against the [-] army.Even if Wang Liao's five thousand soldiers and horses were outside to respond, he was not sure.What's more, Wang Liao doesn't know all kinds of mysteries in the city at this moment.

If he fights desperately, not only Xiaoyou will be sacrificed, but if he loses, the lives of Sima Shang and his brothers may be affected.Compared with the fate of those eight hundred children and the people of the world, how is it more important?

Is it worth giving up his soul and selling himself for these sacrifices?

Wei Ling covered his head in pain: "Why? Why does he always have to make such a difficult choice? Isn't there a third way?"

Yun Zhongjun looked at him quietly, approached slowly, pressed his hand firmly on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "I want to see how hard-hearted you are? Looking at the woman I like Will you still be indifferent to Cheng Huan under her enemy?"

Wei Ling still had a look of painful struggle in his eyes, but the previous murderous aura faded away, and his expression was a little dazed, as if he had lost his consciousness, and his whole body became stiff.I don't know if I heard what I just said.

"Come on." He pulled Wei Ling up, slowly approached the jade coffin, grabbed his hand and pressed it.

Wei Ling was just in a daze, with a blank expression on his face, letting him manipulate him.

A circular halo gradually emerged from the jade coffin, like a large piece of jade embedded in it.

"Look, this is the source of power of Youwang City - the largest Kunshan Lingyu in the world. Under this jade platform, there is a Necromancer Abyss connected to the most yin and cold. As long as you donate your soul, the ghosts hidden in this jade Jun, all the resentful spirits and wild ghosts under Jiuyou can be used by you!" Yun Zhongjun's voice sounded slowly in his ears, low and bewildering, Wei Ling just listened numbly, without saying a word.

The hand injected spiritual power into the round jade, and the top of the jade coffin suddenly sank, creating a huge groove, separating it from the old man's body.

Yun Zhongjun supported Wei Ling, and slowly laid his body flat on the groove.Wei Ling lay on his back in the groove, his eyes were blank.

Are you really going to give up on yourself?

Yun Zhongjun has slowly formed his handprints, and the round spirit jade under his body has also begun to reflect, he only feels that his body is about to be absorbed into it.

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"No! No! Wei Ling!" Zi You gripped the edge of the bronze mirror, tears rolled down her face, and the thick powder on her face melted away, staining her entire face.

"not like this!"

How could he give up himself and sell his soul like this?Could it be that he was really fascinated by the crazy dream of revitalizing the old country?Even for her sake, she didn't want Wei Ling to sink like this.

If he returns to life as king of Zhou, he will sacrifice not only the eight hundred children, but also the whole world.The ghost army formed by the Nine Nether Resentful Souls will surely be full of corpses and bones wherever they pass.The world will fall into unprecedented chaos again.

All this is only due to the wishful thinking of those clan members surnamed Ji who want to revive the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Tsk tsk," Han Cang folded his arms and watched coldly, "It's really touching. It seems that he has a deep affection for you."

Han Cang's casual words were like cold needles, piercing her heart.

The girl suddenly turned around, and the next moment, the blade of light was already on Han Cang's chest: "Han Cang! How many times have you plotted against me! Isn't that enough!"

The man in red bent his eyes and smiled, a cluster of flames slowly condensed from his fingertips, and gradually melted away her light blade: "It's not easy to kill me. Wei Ling managed to find a way out for you , or cherish it."

"Don't cry." He wiped away the tears from the girl's face with his sleeve, "It's not good to be crying. You will soon be the queen of the Great Zhou."

Han Cang smiled gently, but there was an intriguing gleam in his eyes.

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Wu Manshuai led the city guards to patrol outside the haunting hall for a few times, roughly calculated the time, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

He called his confidants, designated the Haunting Soul Hall, and said solemnly: "Give me a fire!"

The guard's face instantly turned pale when he heard this, and he almost collapsed on the ground: "General, this... this cannot be done!"

"Burn!" A ferocious light flashed across Wu Man's face, "Crack", the long knife was already out of its sheath.

The guards obeyed, found a few guards, quickly piled dry firewood around the hall, and threw a torch.

Wu Man looked at the leaping flames, and the corners of his mouth curled up. The outside of the hall is full of his subordinates. With the tiger talisman in hand and the power to command the troops, what can the city lord do?

Han Cang was right, the reason why the city lord reused them was to contain Wei Ling.Now that Wei Ling is down, the city lord will definitely not tolerate them, so why not take the initiative and prevent future troubles forever!

Only if the wrist is strong enough and the heart is ruthless enough, can you find a way out for yourself!No one deserves eternal allegiance, the most important thing is to hold your destiny in your own hands!

Wu Man looked at the blazing flames outside the hall, and his eyes shot out crazy flames. The desire for power in his heart grew wildly, and he almost burned himself to ashes.

"General! Sima Shang led his troops to attack from the Red Thorn Courtyard!" A guard rushed to Wu Man and hurriedly reported.

"It's just in time!" He waved his hand and walked towards the Red Thorn Courtyard.

Standing in a corner outside the city, Xinghun couldn't help laughing after listening to Tanma finish talking about the situation in the city: "Cannibalism, what a show! It seems that we can get rid of this scourge for the Yinyang family without sending troops."

"It seems that there is a group of people rushing into the city. It looks like it is also the ghost army of Youwang City." Tan Ma reported again.

"Let them go, we just need to watch." Xinghun said lightly.

His [-] dead soldiers and [-] puppet soldiers never crossed the Styx River, and were still stationed on both sides of the Luoshui River.

The red thorn flower has already been obtained, and there are people who eradicate the scourge for him. Why does he still abide by the agreement with Han Cang and go through this muddy water?Just wait and see.