ghost city

"If she feels humiliated, I will kill her."

"If she feels humiliated, I will kill her."

Wei Ling's voice burst out through the bronze mirror, Zi You just stared blankly at the man with a murderous face in the mirror, shook his head, and couldn't say another word.

Unexpectedly, five years later, when Wei Ling faced a similar decision again, he would choose to kill her. I don't know if he made this choice for himself or for the so-called common people in the world.

In the bronze mirror, she saw Wei Ling's painful struggle when faced with a choice, but once he made up his mind, his attitude was so firm and straightforward.Is his own life insignificant in his heart?Why should her life and death be decided by him?

The thoughts in her mind were colliding fiercely, Ziyou couldn't believe the facts before her, Wei Ling was in pain just a moment ago, and wanted to save her, why did she change her face the next moment, and when she said that she was going to kill her? , without even blinking an eye?

Could it be that Wei Ling is really what he said: good at acting?

No, it must not be like this!

The various thoughts almost exploded her mind, she knew that now was not the time to think wildly, but she just couldn't control it.

The phoenix Gu in her body was contained by Duanmu Rong's prescription, but sooner or later the poison would erupt, and she knew that her life was not long.But she was unwilling to die in such a muddle, let alone being 'killed' by Wei Ling again. She didn't want to die without knowing her love and hatred.

Is Wei Ling really untrustworthy?

She thought of his desperate expression when he rescued her from Yanmen Pass alone, and the desperate look in his eyes on the day of parting.The two had known each other for eight years. Although Wei Ling's feelings were hidden, his concern and worry came from the bottom of his heart, and she could really feel it.

Wei Ling must have had a reason for doing this.He understood her well: if she was wiped out of memory by Yun Zhongjun and committed to shameless people like Han Cang, living in such a humiliating way, life would be worse than death.

That's why he made such a decision cruelly, it must be!

The scene of Wei Ling fighting with Jun Yunzhong was hidden in the mirror. With a 'bang' sound, the mirror seemed to explode, and the scene inside suddenly disappeared and became empty.

"Wei Ling!" Ziyou couldn't help calling out, holding the bronze mirror tightly with both hands, but she couldn't see any picture anymore, only her dazed face was printed on it.

Han Cang gently hugged Ziyou from behind, and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry about Wei Ling anymore. He said he would kill you. People like him never take anything to heart. On, except the world, except himself."

"It's okay, I'll let you forget about him and stay with you forever." The hot and humid breath spit out on her face, causing her to regain her senses suddenly.

Before she could react, Han Cang twisted her body violently and hugged her in his arms.

Ziyou struggled vigorously, but his arms were tightly bound by him, while Han Cang looked at her with full eyes and a smile on his face, as if saying: It's useless, you can't beat me.

The flames of anger were extinguished little by little, Ziyou slowly lowered her eyes, the strength on her arms also loosened, and she gave up struggling.

Han Cang looked at the girl, appreciating her distraught expression with satisfaction: Seeing how surly and arrogant she is usually, he didn't expect Wei Ling's words to knock her down.

Let Wei Ling and Yun Zhongjun kill each other, and Wu Man will lead the city guards to help him pacify everything, including Sima Shang and others.He just needs to sit and wait, reaping the ultimate victory and supreme power.

How comfortable it is to sit with a beautiful woman at this moment and laugh at the bloody storm outside!

Power, freedom, women, he wants to hold all of them in his hands!

A distorted smile flashed in Han Cang's eyes: I have been under Guo Kai for many years, and he was played by him like a woman. He bears the humiliation and bears the burden. What he is waiting for is today, the moment when everyone will be trampled under their feet!

Zi You's body stiffened, as if her soul had been pulled away, her eyes were terribly empty.

Han Cang took a jade cup, handed it to her lips, and forced it down, with a wicked smile on his face: "Drink it, forget everything about him."

Watching the girl swallow the glass of wine one gulp, he raised his hand and casually threw the empty glass out.

He squeezed the girl's chin with his hands and forcibly pulled him closer. Even though the black pupils lost their spirit, they were still breathtakingly beautiful, which made him feel dazed for a while.

"Pfft!" Caught off guard, a gust of spicy wine was sprayed on his face, he couldn't open his eyes in pain, and before he recovered, a cold and sharp object was pressed against his throat!

"Bitch!" Han Cang closed his eyes and cursed fiercely, "You really know how to act!"

The ice hairpin in Ziyou's hand reached Han Cang's throat, and the light string in her hand tightly bound his body. At this moment, the confused expression on her face was swept away, her eyes were clear but cold.

"If you get stabbed at the vital point by this ice hairpin, your soul will disappear. If you don't want to die, just do as I tell you!" The girl dragged him, and approached the door step by step.

"Take back all the soldiers outside the door!" Zi You shouted.

Han Cang squinted his eyes tightly, with an expression of anger and hatred on his face, moved his lips, but didn't say a word.

Looking through the window lattice, the guards outside were still standing still, and the girl instantly tightened the light strings that bound him, almost sinking into the flesh and blood.

"Hurry up! Withdraw!" the girl snapped.

Han Cang was reluctant in every possible way, but in desperation, he still recited a few mantras silently.

"呵呵." As soon as he finished speaking, the guards outside the door floated into the room like white smoke, merged into Han Cang, and there was no one outside.

Han Cang's eyes were full of resentment, these were the only bodyguards, but they were useless at the moment, he never expected that he would be coerced by this girl for a moment of carelessness.

The ice hairpin overflowed with a cold chill, he could feel that this hairpin was extraordinary, the girl should not be joking with him.He didn't dare to take his own life as a joke.

"Break the seal on the door!"

Han Cang had to do as he said.His eyes were unbearably hurt by the hot wine, and he couldn't see. Although he couldn't see his surroundings clearly, he felt that he was being held by that girl and had already rubbed out of the door.

"She must be in a hurry to see Wei Ling." Han Cang said with a smile, "Stupid woman, if you go, you will die! Wu Man's army is guarding outside, and it should have set fire to the Haunting Soul Palace by now."

He laughed secretly in his heart, unexpectedly the girl pushed her fiercely, then his chest convulsed, and a piercing pain hit his whole body, the icy cold roared into his body, as if to crush his soul.

At this moment, Ziyou had already shaken off him and left.

"Bitch!" Han Cang wiped the drink from his eyes vigorously, and just wanted to chase after him, but his body softened and he fell heavily to the ground.

Ziyou just stabbed at Han Cang with all her strength, and she didn't know if it hit the nail on the head, but she couldn't care so much, it was important to get away quickly.

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The [-] elite soldiers sent by Yun Zhongjun had dispersed Wu Man's city guards and charged towards the formation.

Sima Shang pondered: Just now the guards shouted that they were soldiers from the Temple of Winged Souls. The uniforms of this group of sergeants looked very strange. Could it be the troops hidden by the city lord?Since he attacked Wu Man, he would definitely not let Wei Ling's men go.

Wu Man's city guards were in disarray, and he lost his amulet of mobilizing troops at this moment, so he couldn't control the scattered city guards at all.The team of troops rushed around, and many of the elite Wei soldiers mixed in with the city guards had already been hacked and killed.

"Roar!" Without further hesitation, Sima Shang yelled, jumped up and jumped onto Wu Man's horse, with the long sword in his hand resting on his neck.

"If you don't want to die, just listen to me!" Sima Shang pulled his head and shouted, "Look! This is a real troop-mobilizing tiger talisman. Quickly assemble the city guards and fight with all your might!"

Sima Shang took out the tiger talisman for mobilizing troops and placed it in front of Wu Man. If he didn't do this at this moment, he would have no tiger talisman but he would not be able to command the city guards.After a while, Wang Liao's army will arrive.

Wu Man had already lost his sense of proportion. Hearing Sima Shang's words, he had no time to think about the origin of the tiger talisman. After receiving the tiger talisman, he quickly organized the army.

"Brothers, you have fought bloody battles for Youwang City for more than ten years, but now the owner of the city has crossed the river and demolished the bridge, betraying his promise, how can we be slaughtered, if you want to live, let me do it!" Wu Man roared, shaking himself up again.

Sima Shang also cooperated with him, organized his soldiers and prepared them for battle.Although the city guards are good and bad, and the enemy's offensive is fierce, as long as the army is not chaotic, he can still succeed.

White smoke billowed in the vast Youwang City, filled with the souls of newly-dead soldiers. The sound of swords clashing and fighting shook the heavens and the earth.

Sima Shang was also besieged by more than ten people, slashing all the way with his sword, his eyes were red.

"General!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from afar, Sima Shang raised his eyes, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Liao is here!

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Yun Zhongjun clenched his hands tightly, and desperately struggled forward, breaking the ice blade passing through his chest.

With his hands on the ground, he stood up with difficulty, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, looking horrifying.

Even though he has been running Youwang City for more than ten years, he is still a living person, not comparable to ghosts like Wei Ling, and his body almost collapsed after all these tortures.

Wei Ling glanced at him, and there was a murderous intent in his green eyes. With a flick of his wrist, the Tangxi Sword immediately poured out a burst of true energy. Jun strikes.

For this blow, he used ten percent of his strength, and he was determined to win it!

Yun Zhongjun leaned against the pillars in the hall, and watched the wave of water crashing head-on, but there was no fear in his eyes, and he did not hide or evade.

His lips moved a few times, and a fingerprint was secretly formed on his hand.

If he can't control a water ghost, how can he revive the Great Zhou?

The air seemed to freeze, and the menacing water wave seemed to be blocked by a huge force, and it was still in the air.

Yun Zhongjun raised his finger, designated the water wave in front of him, and said softly: "Break!"

"Boom!" The violent wave suddenly shattered into thousands of water droplets, pouring down like a torrential rain, splashing Jun Yunzhong's face.

Even though the water drops fell from his face, he didn't wipe it off, but just watched the man's body fall heavily on the ground, rolled a few times, and struggled to get up again.

Wei Ling stood up slowly while supporting the porch pillar. His head crown had fallen off, and his long black hair fell down, so he was in a panic.His eyebrows were tightly knit together, his face turned blue and white, and his hands were tightly clutched to his chest, as if he was in great pain.

His eyes flickered, dazed for a while, and brightened again for a while, but the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, as if he wanted to swallow the pain.

"Ugh." He couldn't help but let out a painful moan, and his body slowly became fatigued, his arms covering his chest drooped down.

Yun Zhongjun's eyes fell on his chest, and only that part of his white clothes was the most dazzling. It seemed that there was a proudly blooming Manjusawa flower growing on his chest, and the red color was so close to the eyes.

It was a soul-burning flame, burning wantonly, licking Wei Ling's chest into a circle of fire, and it was spreading all over his body.

"Fire seal." Wei Ling looked up at Yun Zhongjun and said something with difficulty, his voice was dry and low, like firewood that was about to burn out, "From the day I entered the city, it has been planted on me. on it."

His eyes raised and lowered again, as if this simple movement had exhausted all his energy.

"Hmph," Yun Zhongjun snorted coldly, and laughed ferociously, but this laugh seemed to kill him, making him panting heavily, and after he calmed down, he opened his mouth slowly: "Since you entered the city At that moment, your fate was already doomed, and now you choose to disobey the fate, you deserve to suffer such a bitter fruit."

"Disobedience to the destiny?" Wei Ling breathed out, repeated with difficulty, and sneered coldly, "You are the ones who disobey the destiny. Rituals and music are the system. The era of Guangjian and enfeoffment has long passed. It is a fool's dream to want to prosper Zhou. The world Unity is the right way."

"Since you believe in this path, just wait for the burning soul karma to burn your soul inch by inch. This taste should be very wonderful for a water ghost. Oh, the jade of Kunshan is not in your body at this moment, You will enjoy it more." Yun Zhongjun's voice became lower and lower, the blood on his body was about to flow out from the fatal blow just now, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

"It doesn't matter if I missed the secret this time, we can wait; it doesn't matter if I'm about to die, Lord Donghuang will clean up the mess." Yun Zhongjun was still talking in detail, but his eyes were fixed on the jade coffin That round piece of spiritual jade, "As long as the Kunshan jade is still there, that power will not disappear. The ghosts of the world can still be controlled by us."

"Hehe," he turned his eyes to Wei Ling again, "and you will be completely dissipated and disappear from the world forever and ever."

The scorching heat in his chest almost incinerated his body, and the burning pain spread to every corner of his body, trying to squeeze out the last drop of water in his body. Inhale moist.

His eyes were also fixed on the piece of Kunshan jade, and he listened to every word Yun Zhongjun said.

"As long as the Kunshan jade is still there, that power will not disappear. The world's resentful ghosts can still be controlled by us."

The jade from Kunshan is the source of evil.How many ghosts and innocent souls are bound by it, reduced to a ghost army, unable to escape, difficult to enter reincarnation, the same is true for the city guards, and so is the elite soldiers of Wei Wu.These soldiers did not have too many extravagant hopes and obsessions, but because of the private thoughts of those in power, they were detained in the world, and they missed life after life with their wives, children and relatives, and could never be freed.

Now, it is time for them to return to their hometown and re-enter reincarnation.

At least before his death, he should fulfill them.

Wei Ling's eyes gathered little by little, and he subconsciously clenched the Tangxi Sword tightly.

In the next moment, he used all his strength, jumped up suddenly, and slashed straight at the piece of spirit jade with his long sword.

"No!" Yun Zhongjun came to his senses, and rushed over like desperately, but it was still a step too late.

"Boom boom boom—ka Ka Ka—" The jade flakes splashed in all directions, debris flew, and a huge crack split open on the ground instantly, causing the whole hall to shake.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom" It seems that a ghost hand stretched out from the hell, tearing the whole hall to pieces, bricks and stones flew, earth and rocks shot, and the pillars were also "cracked" into pieces. After a few paragraphs, even the air was distorted, and the earth-shattering force seemed to destroy everything!

"Boom—" There was a loud bang that shook the sky, and the majestic Haunting Soul Hall finally collapsed, and the last wave of smoke was ejected.A white shadow was thrown out by that force, like a falling leaf, it flew a few times, sadly.

Following the loud bang, the ground of the whole city trembled, white mist rose into the sky in the city, and then a violent current rolled up in the air, roaring towards the collapsed hall.

Sima Shang, Wu Man, and Wang Liao stared blankly at the sudden change in front of them. When they came back to their senses, the tens of thousands of troops filling the city had been wiped out, leaving only the white mist in the sky.

They were dumbfounded, but still had to admit an astonishing fact:

"Phantom City——Destroyed!"

Xinghun stood outside Youwang City, after listening to the reports from his subordinates, watching the slow smoke rising into the sky not far away, he sneered and said: "The show is over, withdraw the troops!"