Cannon fodder beauty is reborn

Ascension?

Ye Junliu was stunned on the spot, as if someone had hit his head with a stick.

That's right, Feisheng, he had already ascended to the God Realm.

Junliu, Bailong.

The most noble and incomparable bloodline of the dragon clan, which is rare in a thousand years, has become the future master of the endless sea from the moment of birth, the noble and unparalleled dragon prince.

He was cared for thousands of times, and grew up under the pampering of the elders of the clan. Wherever he went, he would kneel down and worship him thousands of times. He was the treasure of the entire endless sea.

He is the most talented child among the dragon clan's historical records.At only eight years old, he crossed the tribulation and ascended, and even succeeded in ascension.

Ascension to immortality, ranked among the gods.

He just became a god, and he didn't just sit back and relax and act recklessly.

God also wants to cross the catastrophe. Once the catastrophe fails, the soul will be scattered and turned into air, and at the lightest, a trace of the remnant soul will remain, enter the ghost world, reincarnate in reincarnation, become a mortal body again, and start all over again.

He is one of the gods who failed to cross the tribulation.

He has a soul, and he doesn't need to be led by ghosts like ordinary people, but he floats to the Nether Ghost Mansion by himself.

The road ahead was gloomy. It was the first time Junliu, who was only 11 years old, had seen such a ghostly place. He didn't know what happened.

He walked forward along the path, walked onto the long bridge, and headed towards the forest green river flowing below. Hundreds of black mist floated on the river surface, and from time to time, he let out a piercing devil cry of "woo hoo", terrifying very.Although he has little experience, he also knows that this thing is evil and dirty, and he cannot get close to it.

But those things are more interested in him, rushing towards him.

He had to hasten his steps to escape.

The three realms have their own laws, once they cross the realm, their cultivation will be suppressed.What's more, he is dead now, and he has to bow his head when he arrives in the territory of the dead.

A strong dragon doesn't overwhelm a local snake!

He ran desperately, running, and suddenly saw a bright light in front of him, he stopped and looked intently, it was a red lotus.

A red lotus blooming angrily, delicate and charming, is also the only magnificent brilliance on the long road to Huangquan.

He rushed to the past in a strange way, but when he looked back, he saw that those ghosts and ghosts did not chase after them, but retreated back with fear on their faces, and scattered in a crowd after a while.

He couldn't help but stepped forward.

The red lotus is like a candle in the darkness, illuminating the haze and dispelling the night.

He couldn't help being attached to it, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch it. Before his fingertips touched it, the delicate petals of the red lotus suddenly trembled, and a human voice came over: "Where is the brat, move your hands and feet."

Junliu was stunned, blinked his eyes, and innocently argued: "I'm not a bear, I'm a dragon."

As soon as this remark came out, it seemed to arouse someone's interest: "Oh? Really."

"Who are you?" He asked vaguely, "Where are you?"

He looked around, and when he turned his head again, the red lotus was gone, replaced by a man in red with a gorgeous appearance.

What a beautiful person, more stunning than anyone he has ever seen.

He looked up and found that he was only as high as his chest.

"You are, Honglian?" He asked cautiously, but the other party did not answer him, but lifted his chin arrogantly and arrogantly, looked down at his little face, and then smiled, "So it is a high god, Very rare."

That smile captured all the splendor of the Three Realms.

"you……"

The man's eyes moved slightly, and he patted his head lightly: "Ye Yu, Honglian Ye Yu."

Later, he heard from Meng Po, who was in the Tao of Reincarnation, that Red Lotus was in charge of the [-]th-story Fierce Prison that the world fears the most. Unabated, cholera emerges endlessly, and the job responsible for punishing them with red lotus karma is the Burning Soul Division.

Before crossing the catastrophe, Junliu still kept his mind in mind and preserved his godhead. At that time, he only needs to return to the world of the underworld to regain his godhead, and then he can return to the God Realm and continue to enjoy happiness.

It's just that he was incomplete due to the calamity. If he returns to the world now, he will probably be mentally handicapped.

Therefore, he needs to stay in the ghost world for a while, and leave after he has cultivated his soul.

As he stayed in the ghost world for a long time, his incomplete soul gradually recovered, and those ghosts and ghosts who were extremely curious about him did not dare to approach him, after all, there was a huge difference in level.

Although they hide far away, he is a kid in his teens, he is new to this kind of place, he is not familiar with the place, and there are some high-level "dead ghosts" who are very fond of chattering and don't do business all day long. I just love to tease children, so I just say you are so cute and I just tease you, why do you cry?

Junliu had no relatives and only knew the red lotus, so he searched many places and found the yard of the red lotus.

The place where Honglian lives is very unique, with pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, full of poetic and picturesque flavors that do not conform to his evil nature.

Compared with a red lotus from hell that feeds on blood and souls, it is more like a fairy indifferent to fame and fortune.

He was strolling outside, but he didn't dare to approach easily.

Because on the way he came, he heard many ghosts say that Red Lotus has the same eyes as Shashen in the ghost world. It drinks blood and feeds on souls.Devouring souls at the slightest disagreement, swallowing the three souls and seven souls of Li Gui like chewing jelly beans, and licking his lips satiatedly after the job is over, it is terribly terrifying.

No one in the entire ghost world dares to provoke Honglian. That guy has a volatile personality, hides a knife in his smile, and likes to hear the screams of ghosts being burned by Honglian's karmic fire. He is completely crazy and perverted.

"A little bean like you is not enough for Lord Honglian to stuff his teeth!"

The warning of the hanged ghost is still fresh in my mind.

Junliu squatted down along the wall, shrinking into a small ball.

Everyone said how bloodthirsty, cruel and terrifying Honglian Yeyu was.But he felt that it was exaggerated, Hong Lian was so beautiful, and her voice was so charming, how could it be as they said that she killed ghosts without blinking an eye, and said that she was covered in poison.

I am God, I am not afraid of poison.

Little Junliu nodded affirmatively. Compared with those dead ghosts who "addicted children", he felt that it was safer here.

As soon as the guard is relaxed, the ghost will be sleepy.

The little boy's head was moving bit by bit, and he fell asleep in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a "rustling" sound nearby, like the sound of shoes stepping on the grass. He opened his eyelids and saw the blood-colored clothes approaching him lightly.

He froze for a moment, then hurriedly looked up, it was Honglian!

Before he greeted with surprise and surprise, he saw the man with a cold face, lightly twitched five fingers, the folding fan was opened, and it was directed at him, and an irresistible strong wind roared, blowing his whole body to the ground. heaven.

He only saw the general appearance of the fan clearly at the very moment. It was bright red, as if it had just been soaked in blood, and it was painted with eye-catching and brilliant thousand-petal lotus flowers.

The lights and shadows in front of his eyes were like shuttles, and when he finally stopped, he had already been fanned out for an unknown number of miles.

Without crying or fussing, he got up from the ground, patted the ashes and shook the soil, and walked back on foot.

This time when he reached the "Red Lotus Terrace" with his front feet, he saw the fan soaring into the sky with his back feet. This time, the man didn't even show his face, and directly sent the magic weapon to blow him away.

Another hundred and eight thousand miles.

It's ok.

Junliu wiped the ashes off his face, rubbed it back and forth, and turned himself into a stray cat.

Over and over again, over and over again.

Every time he arrives, he will be completely fanned out by Honglian, and I don't know how many times he repeats it. Finally, the man is annoyed and numb. When he returns to the courtyard again and squats under the familiar wall , the man came out.

Junliu's first reaction was to get ready and position himself to prevent his face from facing the ground when he landed.

As a result, the man only glanced at him, and left without saying a word or greeting him with a fan.

Junliu didn't think so much, he just thought that Honglian was finally moved by his persistence and tolerated him, so he rushed forward like a puppy wagging its tail: "Ye Yu, Ye Yu Yu."

He had heard ghosts say before that Honglian's bloodthirsty murder has no emotion, let alone joy, anger, sorrow and joy. His so-called smile is just perfunctory, and his so-called gentleness and friendliness are actually all with a knife in his mouth. In the final analysis, his ultimate goal is to It's just drinking blood and devouring souls.

While thinking with trepidation, he quickened his pace to chase after him. Suddenly, the man stopped and stopped.

He was caught off guard and bumped into someone's back abruptly.

Honglian turned around with a beautiful and graceful demeanor, astonishing Shaohua.

The little boy's face was pale, and he stammered: "You, do you want to eat my soul?"

Hearing this, Hong Lian suddenly smiled: "Are you afraid?"

That smile is bewitching and bewitching, it seems to have a kind of evil nature, which makes people willingly give everything for it when they see it.

Junliu clenched his fists and shook his head vigorously.

"Shangshen's soul really smells very sweet."

After saying these words, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he was both afraid and also had an indescribable joy in it.

He is different, his soul is different from those ghosts in the [-]th layer of hell, at least, at least in the eyes of Hong Lian, it is top grade.

"Don't stare at me."

When he spoke suddenly, Junliu hurriedly lowered his head in fright.

The other party's warm breath came from the ear, and Yaozhi's voice was like a succubus whispering: "If you look at it for a long time, you won't be able to get out."

Junliu's little heart was pounding.

Yes, it is so beautiful, after watching it for a long time, you will naturally fall into it and cannot extricate yourself, and it is difficult to escape.

He was thinking wildly, and it took a long time before he realized that Honglian didn't mean that.

"Stare at me for a long time, and you will fall into a fantasy world." Hong Lian leaned against the beauty, and in front of her was a group of ghosts kneeling on the ground waiting to be punished. Each of them was wearing bracelets and shackles, and one of them was picked out at random. The costumed beast.

Junliu, who was following beside him, had only a half-knowledge: "Is it an illusion?"

"It's an illusion, but the illusion world is not as simple as changing from a dragonfly to a butterfly." Hong Lian clasped her hands in one hand, looking extremely lazy, "The illusion world is a small world of its own, vast and boundless regardless of time and place. People who fall into the illusion will lose themselves, cannot distinguish between illusion and reality, and will accept various punishments."

Hong Lian nodded at one of the big and round ghosts with her eyes: "For example, it was a flower picker in his lifetime, who raped women, and his crimes were heinous. He entered the fantasy world, and the punishment he received was within the nine clans, regardless of gender, in front of him. become military prostitutes in front of you.”

Junliu's heart skipped a beat, ignorant of this "adult world".

Seeing his pure and innocent face, Honglian smiled even more happily.

"My two great skills, one is Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and the other is Three Thousand Illusory Worlds."

Junliu was suspicious: "Three thousand fantasy worlds?"

"It's just a name. If you want [-], I can make it for you."

"Wow!" He unabashedly showed his inner admiration, "It's amazing!"

"Awesome?" Hong Lian smiled on the skin, "Don't you think it's scary?"

Jun Liu shook his head vigorously.

From then on, he followed Guren, wherever he went.

Honglian has no feelings, and she doesn't like him, the blessed dragon clan. To Honglian, a person like him is protected and favored by the heavens, and he is born with dignity. He is extremely poor, a height that is difficult to reach in his life, and his good life makes people jealous.

He didn't deny this statement, but said innocently and blankly: "I was born a white dragon, and it's not my fault."

So frank and pure, the choked Honglian was speechless.

After getting along for a long time, Junliu found that Honglian was not as scary as the group of ghosts said. It was true that he was drinking blood and eating souls, but he did not hide a knife in his smile. Complicated as they say.

However, it is true that Honglian has a bad temper. Occasionally when he is in a bad mood, he will still fan him fifty-four thousand miles with a fan.

As his soul healed, his cultivation base also increased, and he would be able to rush back in less than three days.

Finally one day, Honglian became impatient: "Stop following me."

He froze, bewildered.When Hong Lian was far away, he followed carefully, but in return the other party yelled: "Get out!"

He was so scared that he started to cry, the other party's disgust was clearly written on his face, he was wronged and helpless, his tears couldn't stop: "I, I only have you."

He doesn't know anyone in the ghost world, and he doesn't like anyone, so he can only rely on Honglian.

He was out of breath from crying, Honglian's face that had not changed for thousands of years visibly loosened, and he turned his face to the side and whispered: "Don't cry."

He wiped away his tears, weeping so hard that he couldn't make a sound.

"Junliu."

He sniffed and cried bitterly.

"Don't cry!"

He bit his lip and cried until the sky was dark.

Just cry, cry, cry, cry!

"..."

"If you cry again, I'll throw it into the pool of karma and fry it into spring rolls."

He stopped crying.

Honglian turned and left.

"Yeyu..." Junliu looked at him eagerly.

The man walked a long way before throwing a cold sentence: "Go home."