The Lord of Ghost

When he said this, it had gone through a few twists and turns.

The name, when he entered the ruins, he was hidden.

Because everyone in the world knows that Mo Li's bone age exceeds the restrictions of the secret fragments, and many people hate him, so be careful.

Today, he can inform Jiang Baixing in a bright manner and inform him of this cruel fact.

A few years ago, he killed Jiang Liyue himself. A few years later, his brother avenged his avengers, and even became a brother with his enemies.

Very sad, very pitiful facts, this is the case for Jiang Baixing.

"Do you know, when I killed Jiang Liyue, the position of piercing in, like you, all the heart!"

Mo Li leaned over Jiang Baixing's ear, like a low -language whisper.

Jiang Baixing's eyes were cracked, and people didn't even know how to speak in the case of extreme anger. Any slanderous verbal word could not express the hatred in his heart for Jiang Baixing!

He hated the demon, and his eyes could almost kill people.

"How? Hate me? The hatred in your eyes is so similar? I like your eyes."

In this regard, Mo Li smiled lightly and accepted the "praise" of the other party.

In order to prevent each other's back hands, Mo Li not only blocked the spirit veins, but also used the sealing of the soul lock. The soul aura was sealed. How to turn over?

Speaking, Mo Li pulled out the long gun piercing Jiang Baixing's back. The person who attacked was not him, but Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao recently turned into Mo Li's ghost slave, which was dominated by Mo Li.

At this time, Chu Xiao put away the long gun and entered the darkness.

Here, only Yu Li and Jiang Baixing.

"Speaking of it, Brother Jiang, you still owe me."

"Oh no, or it's more suitable to change the name, brother, you said, right?"

If there is no accident, if Mo Li still has feelings, the name of the big brother should be harmonious and kind.

However, this title is more like a thorn, deep into the heart of Jiang Baixing.

"You! It's time to go to hell!" Jiang Baixing's face was embarrassed, as if the dying evil ghost gave Mo Li the most curse.

In this regard, Mo Li readily accepted.

"Maybe you are right, people like me should go to hell."

Mo Li never advertised himself as a good person, and he also knew what he did to be poisonous.

But this is him, this is the way he chose, even if he finally went to hell, that was the result he deserved. He had no regrets.

Either climb the peak, or die without burial!

"However, before that, I needed Brother Jiang, you have returned your ownership!"

Speaking, Mo Li entered the land of Jiangbaixing's God Palace.

It is not destroyed, but a "gift" that is ingenious.

What gifts? It is the memory of Mo Li and Jiang Liyue!

Mo Li wants Jiang Baixing into his slave!

But there is a disadvantage of the ghost slave seal method. If the sowing person is resistant, it will be difficult to succeed.

The reason why Chu Xiao succeeded was because he was completely surrendered.

But Jiang Baixing has no possibility of success.

However, for this kind of person, there is a way to Mo Li, forcibly planting the ghost seal, the condition is to make the other party's soul collapse!

This method, Mo Li experimented on a person, Gongsun Jianwu.

At the beginning, he took a lot of effort and almost died under the sword of the emperor.

Today, he still plans to use old methods.

Incorporating his soul memory into the perception of the other party, let Jiang Baixing recall and feel the sad scene.

Memory is a ruthless knife, which contains the laws of time. For grief, the knife of this memory knife opens the truth under the scar every time, and the greater the damage suffered by the soul!

From Mo Li pretending to be a silly boy standing at the martial arts field, for the royal duel Xuanyuan family, to the initial acquaintance.

Jiang Baixing's mind passed through Mo Li's memory fragments, as if he had a sense of intuitive feelings, knowing that this was a means of Mo Li, but the soul shattered crushing was cracking like a mirror.

He faced the nightmare again, and saw Mo Li holding his sister's hand with his own eyes. At the crowded lantern festival, he kissed each other, becoming the most brilliant existence under the moonlit night.

Memory splits Jiang Baixing's soul like water, like a poison with strong corrosion, making him not as good as death.

"You! I want you to die! Dead!"

Jiang Baixing's anger and sorrow under the eyes were unprecedented. He would rather sacrifice his life, and he would also pull Momo to hell.

"Dead? I will die, but it's not now!"

Mo Li smiled and didn't care.

Don't forget, a few years ago, he fought with Gongsun Xuanjian, and he barely survived his life.

Want to increase Shouyuan, only the holy medicine, or the immortal medicine? But the two are rare, and at the beginning of the fragments of the secret situation, the news of the holy medicine is not the same!

"Now, give you the last gift."

Speaking, Mo Li's fingers gently and sent the last memory.

The climax of embezzlement and kiss is the most difficult to cool. The fiery heat between Mo Li and Jiang Liyue under the star moon gradually cools down in the evening wind.

However, before waiting, Mo Li directly captured Jiang Liyue with despicable means.

That night, that lingering, Yun Yu went to the rain, all appeared in Jiang Baixing's soul.

Even after Jiang Liyue knew that he was deceived, he still had hope and said that: "Have you ever liked me?"

Bai Mang flashed, only the knife light, and it broke the heart that was already omitted!

As Mo Li said, their siblings were injured in the same position.

As Mo Li's knife pierced into Jiang Liyue's heart, his most cherished sister, at that moment, it was not only his sister's heart that was broken, but also his soul!

In an instant, Mo Li's ghost slave seal was planted.

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In the distant land, the galaxy was brilliant, the waterfall was shining under the shining of the silver moon, and a holy palace that seemed to come from ancient times stood on the top of the bright moon, sacred and inviolable.

The palace was huge, but no one was seen, leaving only the silver dust light core all over the ground.

The empty Jingyue front hall was enough to overlook the entire mountain and galaxy. The moonlight poured down, and the star wind swayed the laurel tree in front of the courtyard.

Under the laurel tree, there was a swing hanging, and a fairy, no, to be precise, it could not be simply called a woman, because her beauty was enough to make everything in the world dim.

She sat on the swing, barefoot, and looked at the silver moon on the other side of the galaxy with her peerless face.

"Why, my heart hurts for a moment?"

The old woman served on the side, not daring to look up.

At this time, a slight creaking sound came from the holy palace, the sound of a wheelchair sliding.

On the wheelchair sat a pale man, his weakness in the moonlight made him look even more melancholy.

"Your Highness, the ceremony is ready, you see..."

"Oh, then it will be in a few days."

For some reason, the woman felt depressed, as if she had forgotten something extremely important, but couldn't remember it.

After the words fell, they were as holy and unquestionable as the moonlight.

Since then, the old woman and the pale man left the palace, and on the way, the man was thoughtful.

"Mother-in-law, do you think we should tell Her Highness the truth? Tell her about her past?"

But the old woman said in a serious tone: "For Her Highness, it was a painful memory."

"But one day she will know! The truth will come out!"

"Then we should keep it a secret for as long as we can!"

"Remember, after the ceremony, Her Highness, who has washed away her filth, is no longer a mortal, but a god! An invincible god! Even if she knows, it is difficult for her to have mortal feelings!"