What is wrong with raising snakes?

Xuan Qingci froze, and asked as if confirming what was in his mind: "What did Feng Lang want to say?"

Yan Fenglang paused for a moment, and the air suddenly froze, making the two of them tense up instantly.

"Hand over your soul, and then you can stay in the ghost gate in the image of your original body."

Hearing this, Xuan Qingci approached Wang Chuan step by step, and said in disbelief: "Handing over the soul... that means... I will never see my sister again... and she will never be able to transform into a human form with me again." Talking...it's just flowers, just flowers...right?"

"Yes."

"Then, is it possible to change it back?"

Yan Fenglang shook his head, and said helplessly: "The meaning of entrusting the soul to the ghost gate is to cut off all the escape routes. Qingci, what a person wants, he must pay a price. The greater the desire, the heavier the price.... "

Xuan Qingci took a deep breath, snuffed his nose, turned his back to the lonely red figure, pushed the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and forced a smile.

"Feng Lang, will she be happier seeing me like this?"

Yan Fenglang's nose was sore, he patted his shoulder comfortingly, and nodded his head lightly.

"I'll wait for you here."

Xuan Qingci pulled the corners of his mouth up again, and said, "Okay."

Hearing footsteps behind him, Manshu stopped playing the piano and said, "You don't have to persuade me, the cycle of life and death is only a few years, I'll just wait."

Xuan Qingci coughed twice, covered Manshu's eyes with a "whoosh", and raised his voice, "Guess who is here?"

Manshu was stunned for a long time, Xuan Qingci felt that his hands were a little wet, and when he looked again, he found that Manshu was holding his wrist.

"Qing Ci... Qing Ci!"

Xuan Qingci quickly squatted beside Manshu, looking up at her, just like before.

"I am back."

Manshu hugged Xuan Qingci, choked up and said, "...you finally woke up!"

Yan Fenglang looked at this scene from a distance, and found it a little dazzling. If Manshu really wanted to stay in the ghost gate, it would probably be the last time the two of them would meet at this moment, and goodbye would be different.

"Why did you come here?" Xuan Qingci asked, while squeezing Manshu's hand.

"I met a mortal, he treated me very well, but he was killed by an adulterer, and I died, so I came to Wangchuan to wait for him."

Xuan Qingci wondered who this mortal was, and then remembered the name he had just learned from Yan Fenglang, Shahua.He wanted to ask who Sha Hua was, but what Yan Fenglang said later attracted his attention.

"Who is that traitor? I'll catch him and give him to..."

"The man died, the car cracked and died."

Xuan Qingci let out a "hum": "That's really what you deserve."

Yu Chiling, who appeared behind Yan Fenglang, heard this, sighed, and said, "Alas...it seems that I can't make it up in this life."

"It's good that you know." Yan Fenglang glanced at him and replied.

Yu Chiling frowned and said, "I can't make it up, I can choose not to make it up."

"you!"

"Does Lord Yan regret accepting me as an extraditionist?" Yu Chiling leaned in front of Yan Fenglang, saw his face getting more and more gloomy, and continued, "Everyone has their own destiny, and no one owes anyone anything."

Yan Fenglang pondered for a moment, put his hands behind his back, and said contemptuously: "Then Xuanyuanxuan, what do you say?"

"I am willing."

Yan Fenglang was blocked and had nothing to say, and said in a bad tone, "Why are you looking for me here?"

"I came here to ask Yan Jun to do me a favor, or... this is also Yan Jun's responsibility."

Yan Fenglang saw Manshu glanced at his side, and Xuan Qingci looked over with disgust in his eyes, and quickly said: "Just send me the date and place, let's go down."

Yu Chiling noticed the change in Yan Fenglang's tone, and followed his gaze, only to see Xuan Qingci walking towards him with a cold face, and quickly disappeared in a flash.

Xuan Qingci walked over quickly, but failed to catch Yu Chiling, angrily said: "Why do you keep such a person by your side?"

"A human soul cannot stay in the ghost gate forever. If I don't keep him, he will be reincarnated. Do you want him to be reincarnated as a human again?" Yan Fenglang asked him back.

"Isn't there a way of livestock?" Xuan Qingci said with a curl of her lips.

"Animals can be cultivated into monsters. Besides... there are not many people like him. I keep it for my own use."

Xuan Qingci couldn't argue with him, and said with a "hum": "It's cheap for him!"

Yan Fenglang took Xuan Qingci's shoulders, and said softly: "That's not necessarily true. Working for my ghost gate forever means immortality. Sometimes, eternal life is also a painful thing."

Xuan Qingci looked at Yan Fenglang, thinking that Yan Fenglang had lived for tens of thousands of years, and doing the same thing every day should be boring, but when he stayed with him, he didn't see the so-called pain and boredom. Cheng regards me as a pastime to pass the time?

Seeing Xuan Qingci's complex expression, Yan Fenglang slightly closed his arms around his shoulders, sprayed his warm breath on the side of his face, and said, "But I have you, and I live a dreamlike life every day, even collecting souls. It’s such a boring thing, as long as I’m with you, I will feel extremely happy.”

Xuan Qingci snorted coldly in his heart, secretly thought that it was true, pushed his hand and cursed in a low voice: "Shameless."

After scolding, Yan Fenglang was left with a consciously annoyed back, which happened to Yan Fenglang's eyes, as if he was shy.

Yan Fenglang immediately smiled, his heart was filled with joy, and he quickly followed.Just as he was about to drag him back, Xuan Qingci sped up his speed and quickly escaped from his hands.

Xie Bi'an saw the two of them scurrying around in the gate of ghosts, and said to Fan Wujiu, "Look, look! You are not ashamed or impatient! I don't know this is a gate of ghosts! Can you show some face?"

Yan Fenglang sealed his mouth with magic.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"I want to tell God!

Xuan Qingci looked back, his feet slowed down, Yan Fenglang grabbed his arm, held it in his arms and led him out of the ghost gate.He pressed Xuan Qingci against the door frame of the hotel room, panting and staring at him, his expression full of lust.

The room was much quieter than the ghost gate. The hot air sprayed by the two of them crossed each other, from the lips to the neck, and then flowed from the neck to the collar, and finally heated up the whole body, and the heart "thumped".

Xuan Qingci was grabbed by Yan Fenglang's arm, just right at the meridians, and suddenly felt sore, so most of the strength in the hand holding Yan Fenglang's collar was lost in an instant.

Yan Fenglang noticed that the strength on the collar had weakened, so he grabbed his wrist and buckled it against the door.

Xuan Qingci stared at his red eyes, seeing Yan Fenglang getting closer and closer to him, and thinking that this person took him as a pastime, his anger rose to the top of his head.

If you want to kiss me, I will bite you to death.

Just as Yan Fenglang was about to open his mouth, he suddenly felt a pain in his mouth. When he realized it, he saw Xuan Qingci was licking his lips, looking at him with hatred.

Xuan Qingci was happy in his heart, and before he was happy for a long time, Yan Fenglang grabbed his chin and pushed him against the door.

Yan Fenglang drove straight in, blocked him tightly, his lips and teeth intertwined, and he was kissed so softly that his whole body was weak, and there was a faint tendency to slip, and Yan Fenglang's big hand grabbed him into his arms.Xuan Qingci wanted to bite off Yan Fenglang's tongue, but he was holding his chin, and he didn't even have the ability to put it together.

"Um……"

The sobs with a slightly crying voice reached Yan Fenglang's ears, which made him a little soft-hearted. He let go of Xuan Qingci's red and swollen lips, and saw that his face was flushed and he was dragging his clothes laxly, and he felt angry. After most of it disappeared, he scratched Xuan Qingci's nose and sat aside.

Xuan Qingci stared at the beam, panted and asked, "I still don't understand...why do you insist on keeping Yuchiling?"

"He has been in Xuanyuan's royal family for 16 years. He was born for Xuanyuan and died for Xuanyuan. He has been an official from one person to one person and above ten thousand people. He has been in the government and the opposition for 16 years. His means of dealing with affairs must be beyond the reach of ordinary people." Yan Fenglang explained. Dao, holding Xuan Qingci's hair in his hand, and continued, "Besides, there is one thing that needs him to handle right now, and only he can handle it."

"You really do your best."

Yan Fenglang suppressed a wave of anger, and replied: "When you die, you put aside your life. He, Yu Chiling, understands this better than anyone else. I use him, of course..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain too much." Xuan Qing got up to leave, "The wood is done, and it's useless to say more, not to mention that you are Yan Jun, and you have your own considerations when making any judgment. It's me Talk too much."

"Xuan Qing Ci!"

Yan Fenglang yelled in a cold voice, his gloomy eyes made Xuan Qingci feel even more annoyed, and walked out the door.

The moment he turned around, Yan Fenglang seemed to see disappointment in his eyes, and he was shocked, knowing that he shouldn't yell at him, so he hurried to catch up, explaining: "Yu Chiling was born in the star king family of the human world, and his soul was born to be different from ordinary people. It’s different, I gave him the status of extraditionist because he can predict where there will be souls, so that he can greatly reduce the time spent searching for souls, and avoid missing the opportunity to collect souls. Qing Ci, Qing Ci! You wait Me! I was wrong, I shouldn't have yelled at you, Qing..."

Yan Fenglang became nervous when Xuan Qingci stopped his feet suddenly and turned his back to him.

"Qing Ci... I know that Yu Chiling committed a heinous crime during his lifetime, but he is dead now, and he is no longer Xuanyuanxuan's subordinate. He is my subordinate and the only extradition person of my ghost gate. The extradition is not only Is it the soul, let them separate from the body, come to my ghost door, or..." Yan Fenglang slowly approached Xuan Qingci, quietly grabbed his sleeve, and continued, "I know you and Manshu don't want to let him go... extradition The pain of Rendu's family members is to transfer the pain to themselves."

After hearing Xuan Qingci's words up to this point, she really felt a little loose.

After Yan Fenglang found that he didn't resent himself for grabbing him, he mustered up the courage to stand in front of him.

"Transfer the pain to yourself, to experience their pain, this kind of feeling, Qingci, do you understand?" Yan Fenglang carefully observed Xuan Qingci's emotions, holding his breath and waiting for his reply.

Xuan Qingci pulled out his sleeve, gave a soft "hmm" and said, "That's about the same."

Yan Fenglang breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Once Yu Chiling died, all the incidents were not yet settled, and troubles arose again. Yuchiling made the next move, I wonder if Qing Ci would be interested in going with me?"

Xuan Qingci turned his eyes away, frowned and asked reluctantly: "When?"

"He'll be summoned."

After saying that, a white light flew towards him, Yan Fenglang quickly caught the white light, and after a while his expression was gloomy.

"What, something happened?"

Yan Fenglang hummed, and said, "It seems that I have lured wolves into the house."

When Xuan Qingci heard it, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he said in a cold voice: "Are you afraid?"

Yan Fenglang pushed open the door with one hand, and said disdainfully: "There is no one in this world that I, Lord Yan, fear."

Yu Chiling sent a message saying:

At noon, heading north to the Purple Emblem Hall, Fang De ordered Wei Buzhi to find a [-]-year-old Taoist priest to set up a formation to take Jiang Yuancheng and Yang Heng.