Zhan Yue

In the wind, I leaned slightly and saw an old man standing in the woods in the distance, covered with talisman paper, holding a golden magic sword that seemed to have been opened, he just looked at me like that The disappeared position, with anger and unwillingness on his face, seemed to be able to swallow me in one bite, it was a monstrous hatred.

"As for?"

I walked in the gloom and smiled: "I just stopped him from killing the female ghost Peng Xiu."

"Different."

Sitting on the sea of ​​clouds in Lingxu, Bainiao smiled and said, "This old way is the same as you. You live in the vast middle-earth world, and he lives on this narrow and cramped island. Due to the existence of the chaotic sea, most people can’t get out, and their world is only a little bit bigger, so in order to get more aura, in order to get better magic weapons, these chaos The cultivators of Zhihai will have to work harder, and it is reasonable to do things like wild dogs shoveling food."

As she said, she stretched her waist and continued: "I think it's not a day or two for this old man to stare at Peng Xiu, the ghost lamp in Peng Xiu's hands. What's wrong, he didn't expect you to appear as a ranger who doesn't follow common sense in the middle, and he didn't know that you have the realm of immortality, otherwise he probably wouldn't even have the courage to look at you, and he didn't know where to hide. Disaster."

I raised my eyebrows and smiled: "Is the immortal realm so powerful?"

"Ok."

Shiratori smiled slightly and said, "It's beyond your imagination."

"So..."

I nodded, did not say anything, just walked hurriedly in the night.

...

About half an hour later, passing through a battlefield woodland full of decayed bones and worn-out war blades, a hillside extending in all directions was ahead, and on the hillside, a drowsy palace appeared there. Strictly speaking, I am afraid. It's not a palace, at best it can only be regarded as a temple, and the windows are filled with magical red lights.

Shizipo, the hall of Pengxiu, the ghost of the wedding dress.

I frowned and stood still about a hundred meters away from the main hall. With my spiritual power, I suddenly saw a blood-colored prohibition entrenched around the main hall, which looked loose and could be punctured by a finger.

"It's really a poor ghost king." I sighed.

Shiratori chuckled: "It was originally. There is the famous ghost king Jiang Yun porridge on Peng Xiu. If I am not mistaken, Peng Xiu will regularly pay tribute to Jiang Yun porridge in exchange for ginger. The protection of the porridge, otherwise this cross **** bedroom would have been swallowed by other forces."

"This should be."

I moved forward gently, and calmly spotted this broken forbidden gap, and flew in when I slanted, without even making any movement, the other party naturally couldn't sense my existence.

...

The figure rose slowly and sat sideways on the guise embroidered with the red skull flag outside the hall.

Inside the hall.

In the middle, there was a crackling sound from a red-burning stove. Upon closer inspection, it was surprisingly found that the blazingly burning human bones in the stove were all dead human bones, and the ashes that burned out were full of black smoke. , Lingering around the wedding dress ghost Peng Xiu, she sat on the host's seat with a pale face.

"the host."

A white-bone female sword repairer knelt on the ground and said: "The nameless ranger is really disgusting. This time, Shilipo has suffered such a big loss in his hands. We absolutely can't let it go?"

"is it!?"

The wedding dress ghost suddenly took a hand, and immediately sucked the white bone sword repair into his palm, and said with cold eyes: "Even I am not his opponent. How are you going to let it go? Do you want the queen to die?"

"No, the servants didn't mean that..."

Only the head is in the shape of a woman, and the sword repairer is struggling fiercely with white bones all over.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know who you are."

The married woman ghost Peng Xiu sneered: "Jiang Yunpor has arranged for you to be by my side for so many years. There is a little bit of flying and dog jumping in Shilipo. Cry Fuya knew right away, and I just opened one eye and closed one eye. Well, you dare to mess with the situation here, it’s true that I’m a blind man, Peng Xiu, I can’t see anything!? It’s good this time, except for you in the name of that ranger, and Jiang Yun porridge asks me back. There is also a reason."

"Master... Master is forgiving... I didn't..."

The woman Jian Xiu struggled hard, her face was full of horror, but in the next second, Peng Xiu suddenly opened her mouth, there was a **** whirlpool in her mouth, and suddenly the woman Jian Xiu's body turned into a wisp of ashes and she was swallowed by Peng Xiu. , It seemed to be very replenishing. After eating, Peng Xiu sat down again with satisfaction, with a trace of blood on her face.

"Tsk tsk..."

I faintly smiled in the lake of my heart: "It's really shameless, the rules of these ghosts, it turns out that big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps!"

Shiratori chuckled: "Normally, this kind of ancient battlefield has been abandoned for many years. There is no saint in charge, and the rules are no longer rules. One by one, for a little chance, for a trace of aura, they can't even live as a dog."

I nodded my head with deep approval. Looking at the ghost servants in the hall kneeling in front of Peng Xiu shivering, I couldn't help feeling a little pitiful, but when I thought of these ghosts sitting in Peng Xiu's position, they might be even more pitiful than Peng Xiu. Violent and cruel, so the little pity in my heart disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

As I was chatting with Shiratori, suddenly, a violent fluctuation was sensed in the lake of my heart.

"somebody is coming."

I said at the same time as Shiratori.

At this time, a glow of light drifted down in the sky, turning into a young boy wearing a blood-colored robe, who was very handsome, but the hostility between the eyebrows was visible at a glance, and I seemed to be out of some rules of the game here. Imprisoned, even the young boy's name is invisible, and I don't know what the reason is.

"Who can stop the cotton-like prohibition?"

The young son smiled slightly, reached out his hand and poked lightly on the restraint, and suddenly a faint chaotic force surged at his fingertips, and immediately broke the restraint. Once broken, the air sizzled, and in a blink of an eye All the restrictions on the periphery of the Shilipo Hall disappeared, and there was no protection anymore.

"who!?"

In the hall, the married woman ghost Peng Xiu stood up suddenly, with murderous intent in her eyes: "Dare to break my big array?"

"This thin formation is also worthy of a big formation?!"

The young man stepped into the hall, shook a folding fan with one hand, looked handsome, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "This formation, I am afraid that even flies can't stop it. It's not as good as a spider web. This young man takes advantage of the trend. , I pierced it with a finger, there shouldn't be any objection to Miss Peng Xiu, right?"

"Bold!"

Two white-bone female sword repairmen flew forward, with vigorous postures.

"Ridiculous."

The young man shot instantly, and the folding fan slapped the two women's sword repairs out with two "pops". The shot was extremely heavy. When the two bone sword repairs landed, the arm bones of the swords were already finely shattered, and the blades fell sharply.

"Little ghost, I don't know how to be awed, so I think it's just a little punishment."

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Miss Peng Xiu, are you okay?"

"No comment."

The married woman ghost is also a good visionary, shook his head and smiled: "I haven't asked the son of the surname, which school comes from?"

The young man gently folded the fan, clasped his fist and smiled: "It's easy to say, Xiao Jingyu, the chief disciple of the Xiaoshangsheng Palace."

"Changsheng Palace...Xiao Jingyu..."

Peng Xiu was startled, as if the name was quite famous.

And I was sitting on the crossbar outside the main hall, frowning and frowning. According to the records in the memoirs, the Changsheng Palace was the next sect that His Highness Changsheng sent in the ancient battlefield to absorb spiritual energy and luck. In fact, the Changsheng Palace is the Changsheng Palace. And this Xiao Jingyu in front of him was the chief disciple of the Changsheng Palace, and it was obvious that he might have known each other following Feng Canghai.

Peng Xiu walked down the steps, and the corners of her mouth raised lightly: "Come here, serve tea. Use our best spiritual tea at the top of the ten-mile slope."

"Yes, master."

A Bone Swordsman respected a cup of tea.

And Xiao Jingyu grinned into a chair, took a sip of the tea, and smiled: "Ms. Peng Xiu’s cup of tea is really not delicious. I remember that eight years ago, the student in white clothes was at the door. I begged to see you, wanting to see Fangrong, but was eventually driven out in the snowy night?"

Peng Xiu was taken aback.

"Yes."

Xiao Jingyu grinned and said, "The scholar in white clothes is me."

"This……"

Peng Xiu's face was pale, and she smiled: "This must be a misunderstanding. Back then... the little girl had a fierce temperament, and she took pleasure in killing the scholar. The son was a member of the Changsheng Palace. We Shilipo couldn't afford it, so we didn't see it behind closed doors. Please don't get me wrong..."

"No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding." Xiao Jingyu waved his hand, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Peng Xiu’s face became paler and paler, and he tentatively asked: “It was indeed a misunderstanding back then. The son is here now, how dare the little girl dare to care about it? Great?"

"No need."

Xiao Jingyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I suddenly lost interest."

The married woman ghost stood in place, biting her silver teeth, and no longer knew how to speak.

Xiao Jingyu looked at her jokingly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and smiled: "This time, I came here to discuss an important matter with Ms. Peng Xiu under the decree of Master."

Peng Xiu nodded: "My son, please speak."

"Our Longevity Palace hopes to form an alliance with Shilipo, and a little bit cannibalize the group of ghosts that have fallen off Cry Fu Cliff. Of course, Cry Fu Cliff can be solved by our Chang Sheng Palace. As long as Ms. Peng Xiu doesn't make a move, she can form an alliance. Under the conditions, Shilipo needs to pay tribute to the Changsheng Palace a top-grade magic weapon every month. This month...

"what!?"

Peng Xiu took a few steps back, her expression tragic.

"Why, not willing?" Xiao Jingyu got up and asked.

"No...just..."

Peng Xiu was about to answer, but with a "peng" the head was pressed into the pillar beside her, and Xiao Jingyu, who was pressing her head, had a grim expression: "I beg you to worship you, you didn't even look at it. You humble thing... now Lao Tzu's killing Shili Po is just a matter of effort. You haven't immediately undressed and taken care of Lao Tzu, but what are you doing here!?"