Dressed up as his brother

Many people heard what the Lord of the Ghost Realm said, and Nanrong didn't intend to hide it from Ren Ju, so he repeated everything in detail.Originally, Nan Rong thought that Ren Ju might want to kill the little ghost king again, but he didn't want Ren Ju to react very calmly.

"Why, I wonder why I didn't kill the little ghost king?" Ren Ju saw Nanrong's surprise.

"Yes." Nan Rong was really puzzled, he was already ready to persuade Ren Ju with his words, but he didn't want Ren Ju to have no intention of moving the little ghost king at all.

"Kill what? If the little ghost king is really the half body of the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures, can he be killed?"

It's not that I don't want to kill, but that I can't kill him. The reason is so simple and unpretentious.

"As for it, what do you say, the background of being a ghost is still so awesome. There is a Double Ninth Festival in the world, and the Lord of the Ghost Domain in the underworld. Is the little ghost king the ghost chosen by heaven?" The successive blows and powerlessness made Ren Ju Very depressed, he has aged several years recently, and wished he could resign on the spot.

How good it is to be an ordinary person, who can't see ghosts, and doesn't know about the annihilation of the world. When the world is really about to be annihilated, I won't be the only one who dies. It's all good, how easy it is.

Nan Rong looked at Ju Ren in astonishment.

"Sorry, I lost my composure." Ren Ju cleared his throat in embarrassment, "Then what, you go back and tell Chongyang, I won't deal with the little ghost king."

"As long as the Supernatural Bureau doesn't attack the Little Ghost King, Chongyang won't do anything either." Nan Rong said.

"Let's just say it, he is relieved, and I am also relieved." Ren Ju insisted.

"Okay." Nan Rong nodded helplessly, it seems that the aftereffects of being destroyed by the Chongyang sword have not subsided.

Qingfeng Mountain Villa.

Xiao Chongming went to pick peaches again, washed three, one for his brother, one for himself, and one for his beautiful brother who had not come back from work.

The two brothers each held a peach and sat on the steps of the front yard, with a dog crawling by their feet.

"Grandpas are too worried." Xiao Chongming suddenly sighed.

"What's the matter?" Chongyang ate peaches while performing exercises, breathing out the spiritual energy in the mountains.

The development of things exceeded his expectations, and he must recover as soon as possible.

"When I went to pick peaches just now, I found Grandpa Ouyang wiping a wooden sword. I asked him what he was doing, and he said he wanted to fight with other grandpas." Xiao Chongming looked sad, "Brother, grandpas are all so old Why do you still like to play war games? What if you fall down?"

Chongyang couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Xiao Chongming, his chubby little face twisted into a distressed expression, it was funny to look at the appearance of a big kid.

"Brother, is there any way you can manage them?" Xiao Chongming really had no choice but to look at his brother for help.

"I can't take care of it." He was already exhausted from taking care of a little Chongming, so he didn't have time to take care of a group of old men.

"Oh." Xiao Chongming sighed in disappointment, and continued to gnaw on the peaches after sighing.Children are very forgetful, and after Taozi finished speaking, Xiao Chongming forgot about his wretched grandpas.Holding the leftover peach pits in his hands, he bounced into the yard, found a place and started digging a hole, and finally buried the peach pits in it.

"Brother, wait for the peach tree to grow so tall..." Xiao Chongming's short body can't compare with the height of the peach tree, so he can only try to put his toes on, and it seems that it is not enough, Xiao Chongming suddenly Jumped up on the spot, "It's so tall, we also have peaches. Peach trees will still bloom, and the blooms are beautiful, pink, and attract butterflies."

Chongyang looked at Xiao Chongming, looked at his longing for the peach tree, looked at the light in his eyes that was almost brighter than the sun, and felt a vigorous vitality.Suddenly, Chongyang seemed to understand the little ghost king.

If your soul comes from ghosts, from that place that has been barren since the beginning of the world, and suddenly one day you know the scene in the world, then you want to come anyway.

"Chongyang."

Chongyang came back to his senses, looked up and saw Nan Rong standing in front of him.

"What are you thinking? You didn't notice when I came in." Nanrong asked curiously.

"I was thinking about the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures, he said that he corrupted the human world just to come and have a look." Chongyang said.

"Yes."

"I was thinking that if I had lived in a place like ghosts and monsters for many years, and suddenly realized that there was a different place, I would also want to visit it." Chongyang said.

"But if he looks at it, it will ruin the world, and the price of his liking is too high."

"That's right, the price is too high, the little ghost king is still good." Chongyang murmured.

"What did you say?" Did he hear correctly just now, Chongyang said that the little ghost king is good?He didn't even praise Xiao Chongming.

"South American, I want to go to the gate of purgatory, you can ask your chief." Chongyang said suddenly.

"You don't have to ask, I'll take you directly." Ever since he knew that he couldn't beat Chongyang, Ren Ju had completely flattened out, and even wanted to take advantage of Chongyang to let him see if there was any way to strengthen the seal of the gate of purgatory.If he knew that Chongyang had asked to go, he would have set off firecrackers happily.

"Let's go." Chongyang left as soon as he said.

Nanrong didn't hesitate, raised his hand to open the ghost gate, and stepped in first.As soon as the two left, Xiao Chongming ran out holding the peach left for Nan Rong on the back, but the two elder brothers had disappeared in the yard.Just when Xiao Chongming was in doubt, Mr. Qin came over with a mahogany sword in his hands.

"Chongyang, I think you are owed..." Little Chongming was fainted by the ghost for a while, and then he opened the ghost door again.This kind of junior who refuses to change after repeated admonition cannot do without beating up.

"Did Chongyang open the gate of ghosts again?" Because they knew about the changes in the outside world, the old heavenly masters were all in a state of samadhi, and they were very vigilant, sensing the fluctuation of the ghost energy, and ran over one by one.

After a while, seven grandpas headed by Mr. Qin gathered together.

Xiao Chongming looked at the grandfathers with weapons in their hands, and thought of what Grandpa Ouyang said before, and immediately became anxious: "Grandpa Qin, are you going to fight brother?"

There are so many grandpas and brothers who can't beat them.

"You... If you bully my brother, I won't call you grandpa anymore." Of course, the elder brother and the grandpa chose the elder brother, but these grandpas treated him very well. After making the decision, Xiao Chongming was very sad, with big eyes Instant red, tearful.

Grandpa Gourd Baby saw that Xiao Chongming was crying, and immediately panicked, and ran to coax him.

From the depths of the mountain, Nanrong and Chongyang walked out from the ghost gate. As soon as they came out, Chongyang felt a powerful energy fluctuation.

"Uncle Nan." The disciples of the Ability Bureau stationed around knew Nanrong, but they didn't know Chongyang, and they stared at Chongyang vigilantly.

"Chongyang." It was just a name, without any unnecessary introduction, but the expressions of the surrounding disciples all changed.

This is Chongyang, the brother of the little ghost king, the master of the fierce soldier, who destroyed the existence of the Soul Devouring Formation with one sword?

That's right, besides him, who would be such a good match standing next to Master Nan, the number one beauty in Taoism.

"Mr. Chongyang." The disciples greeted each other with respect and admiration in their words.

Chongyang raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Aren't the Ability Bureau and I enemies?" How come these people from the Ability Bureau are so polite to him?

"The Ability Bureau has decided not to kill the little ghost king, so where is the revenge?" Nan Rong asked.

"I've beaten them several times, don't you want to make excuses?" Chongyang judged others by himself, if he was himself, he would have to make up for this matter no matter what.

Nan Rong rolled his eyes, decided not to continue this topic, and walked forward with his head buried: "The gate of purgatory is above, we still have to walk for a while."

Chongyang hurriedly followed, and the two arrived at their destination after walking for about ten minutes. Chongyang finally saw the legendary gate of purgatory and the wriggling, countless ghost hands on the gate.

Chongyang stepped forward, and before Nan Rong could react, he stretched out his hand to grab the gate of purgatory.

"Be careful." Nan Rong exclaimed, but just after he finished shouting, Chongyang had already pulled a ghost hand down from the ghost gate.The ghost hand struggled twice in Chongyang's hand, then it turned into ghost energy and dissipated.

"..." Nan Rong.

The disciples stationed by the door opened their mouths one by one, and their hearts were agitated. As expected of Senior Chongyang, they are too tough. They have been stationed here for so many years, and seeing those ghost hands is not pleasing to the eye, but every one of them People dare to go up really pull ah.

"It seems to grow out again." Chongyang narrowed his eyes and stared at the position where he had just pulled the ghost's hand, suddenly turned his wrist, and a talisman appeared in his palm, Chongyang raised his hand and slapped it down.

"Boom!" A bolt of lightning shot down from the sky and hit the door with a bang.The purple current flowed continuously on the gate of purgatory, and wherever it passed, the ghost's hands were turned into fly ash.

In the blink of an eye, the dense ghost hands disappeared, but in the same blink of an eye, countless ghost hands grew on the gate of purgatory.

"What do you want to do?" With Chongyang's eyesight, it is impossible not to see that these ghost hands are just the imitation of ghost energy. As long as ghost creatures are around, ghost hands will continue to flow.

"I want to find the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures." Chongyang clicked his tongue, "It seems that the knock on the door was too quiet."

As he said that, Chongyang suddenly took out a roll of toilet paper from his pocket, and there was a little dark red blood on the toilet paper.Then he raised his hand and threw the toilet paper over.And the moment the ball of paper touched the gate of purgatory, the gate of purgatory, which had not been struck by lightning, suddenly began to vibrate violently.The ghost hand on the door was destroyed in an instant, but it could not be reunited for a long time until the shock disappeared.

Nan Rong opened his eyes wide in shock: "What is that?"

Chongyang looked around, leaned into Nan Rong's ear, and said in a low voice, "The paper you wipe your nosebleed with."

Ever since he knew the usefulness of Xiao Chongming's blood, the first thing he did after he came back from the ghost was to go to the trash can in Xiao Chongming's room to look for tissues.As long as it was bloody, he picked it up.

Nan Rong was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, so he read it right just now, it was a ball of tissues.

After the gate of purgatory gradually regained its calm, a ghost hand with eyes suddenly appeared in the countless ghost hands that grew back, accompanied by a strong and terrifying ghost aura.

"The master of the ghost realm?" Chongyang looked at the hand, and met the eyes on the ghost hand.Perhaps because of the relationship between the gate of purgatory, the power is not complete, the eyes on the ghost hand are black instead of the green that belongs to the ghost king.

"I prefer the title of King of Ghosts and Creatures." The words of the Lord of Ghost Domain at this time were very ordinary, and the eyes of the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures looked straight at Chongyang, "What you just threw away was my cock in the world. Your blood. You have a breath that I am familiar with."

"You have jealousy in your eyes." Chongyang stared into the eyes of the Lord of Ghost Domain.

"Jealous?" The Lord of Ghost Realm was puzzled.

"Are you jealous that the little ghost king, that is, the **** in your mouth, has human flesh and blood?" Chongyang said.

"So, this is called jealousy?" It was the first time that the Lord of Ghosts and Creatures experienced this kind of emotion, and couldn't help recalling it.

"Why are you jealous of yourself?" Chongyang sneered, and suddenly drew his long sword out of its sheath, pointing directly at the eyes of the Lord of Ghost Domain, "Because my brother is not your wife at all."

With a sound of "Keng", the murderous soldier was blocked by the five fingers of the ghost hand.

"Brother? Is he your younger brother? It turns out that he depends on you to survive in this world." The Lord of Ghost Realm suddenly understood.

But he understood, Chongyang and Nanrong were stunned, what does it mean to rely on him to survive in the world?

"Why didn't you kill him? He was born as a ghost. As a celestial master, why didn't you kill him?" The master of the ghost realm suddenly became excited.

"Because, I'm his brother." Chongyang said, a ball of paper popped out from his left hand, and flew towards the Lord of Ghost Domain.

Amidst the roar, Chongyang drew his sword back, and when he looked again, there was only a ghost hand left on the gate of purgatory, the Lord of the Ghost Realm.And the eyes on the ghost's hand were blood red.

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