The Ghost King, who has a high opinion of himself, probably thought that he had originally regarded as the prey he must win in his pocket, but he turned his back on the enemy and wanted to control him.

The Ghost King was furious, but later he was controlled by others. Changming took advantage of the opportunity to grasp the gap. Once he could not find the other party's flaw, he was led by the nose involuntarily.

"Minghui, what a beautiful little lady."

Yes, she is very beautiful.

In early spring, I walked up the embankment of spring grass, with lilac flowers blooming on both sides. The hem of the skirt slowly swayed with the pace. The spring grass was embroidered by her own hands, making it difficult to tell whether it was peanuts on the skirt or the spring grass skirt, which added embellishment to the flowers.

Her hands have always been very clever. Her appearance, and her kindness and kindness are tailor-made for her.

But her beauty is not only there.

Minghui is very smart, not the kind of cleverness that is smart. She almost learned anything. If it weren't for the innate weakness of the meridians, her qualifications would have become a world-famous master. Unfortunately, God was jealous of talents, and Minghui could not even practice the ordinary inner breathing and heart art. But she was not discouraged and went to study again. Many books were almost read by her. Not only did she memorize them, she could also tell him what the author said. Unfortunately, the Confucian school did not accept female disciples, so she had to learn by herself and ask the great scholars privately. Some so-called famous scholars saw that she was a woman, not only refused to answer, but also refused to give them a chance to ask questions. He was so angry that he wanted to teach those people a lesson, but was stopped by Minghui.

She did not accept Confucianism, so she just wrote a teacher. The way of cultivation was not clear, so she helped him practice. When she went to study medicine, she could not only save the world, but also help him heal when he was injured.

"What happened later?"

later……

Deep in the consciousness, a voice kept warning him to wake up as soon as possible. The Ghost King clenched his fists with both hands to grab Changming, but he lowered softly in the air, his breathing became heavier, and the beads under his skin trembled, as if they were about to open it.

He Xiyun was thrilling.

When the Ghost King was controlled, the attack power of the surrounding ghosts seemed to have weakened. While killing the ghost, He Qingmo was observing the situation between the Ghost King and Changming.

"what happened……"

The chapter slowly woke up, holding his head, and frowned.

He seemed to be immersed in the shadow of being arrested for a match for the ghost marriage. After a while, he was afraid, even the gods were afraid.

"Where are we?"

When someone had time to answer his questions, He Xiyun slashed his sword, and a ghost in red clothes split into two halves. Although it was a soul body, it splashed blood on the face of Chapter, and the latter couldn't help but scream.

"ah!!!"

The Ghost King's body shook slightly and he suddenly opened his eyes.

The shouting of the chapter made him break free from the demon sound for a while, his eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly attacked. The ghost energy surged, and he was under the cover of Changming.

"Come on the sword!"

Changming and retreated, pinched the sword technique with his hands, and led the four swords across the body. The sword lights connected together, just blocking the ghost energy of the surging Senluo.

The ghost roars rose everywhere, one more and another, like a hungry beast rushing over to his prey, whistling sharply with hatred, tangled and killed them all.

"The three purities of the gods are preserved, the five qi of the mind are stabilized, the Zi Xuanjie Sword, the world is established, the imperial edict!"

He Qingmo had a cold and solemn expression and pointed to the pinch technique. He tied the sword into light. In an instant, the purple air rushed straight into the sky and spread out. The sword energy spread one by one, suddenly the world was everywhere, and the universe was cleansed, making it clear.

The sound of ghosts and monsters cries immediately stopped, and they were temporarily quiet within half of their bodies.

He Xiyun's pressure dropped sharply and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that if she was here, it would be difficult for her to cope with the previous difficulties alone. He might drag Changming down and become the other party's burden.

Fortunately, He Qingmo is there.

But He Qingmo was not relaxed either. Although he had not shown it, he kept observing Changming's every move in secret.

He knew very well that if Changming had safety, they would be ill. If Changming had something to do, they would not be able to escape.

Zheng!

The Sifei Swords sounded a long time, shaking away the ghostly spirit.

The Ghost King felt the threat of the sword energy coming from his face, but he only felt the spring breeze blowing on his face, gently caressing it, very much like-

It looks like Minghui's soft and delicate little hands.

"How did Minghui die?"

Changming asked gently, like an old friend's remark, friendly and without any scent of fireworks.

The Ghost King frowned, and his hand that he wanted to stretch out fell. The ghost energy dissipated halfway and turned into black butterflies dancing in a row. The consciousness finally slowly sank again.

The day when Minghui died was also a gloomy sky like the current one.

She fell into her arms, and the pain had already made her speak. She could only use her pair of eyefeeds to look at him with long eyes, and she could not suppress her sadness.

He could feel Minghui's breath was scattering little by little, but he couldn't catch it. As soon as he embarked on the road of cultivation, all magic was still superficial. He could only hold Minghui to seek the master's sect, but Minghui's life span was over and the gods could not save him, so he could do his best.

The white aura rushes to flow out Minghui, and those are all her anger.

He can see, but he can turn the world back.

Ayou...

Minghui was in great pain. He knew that living for her had become a torture.

He put his hand on Minghui's neck, but what he welcomed was the god of expectation from the other party.

She also hopes to end the pain sooner.

His hands slowly tightened, and his expression was a little more painful than the person in his arms.

Minghui's vitality was lost at an accelerated pace, his face turned red, and he began to turn white again, and his body trembled and struggled involuntarily, but soon his strength gradually became softer until it became stiff.

He buried Minghui himself, but later...

Minghui actually turned into a demon. He killed people when he saw them, and met demons and killed them. He didn't even recognize him.

Minghui, who clearly died in his arms, lost two souls and three spirits.

Later, he also became a demon, conquered hundreds of ghosts, and refined them into ghost cultivators.

But he could never find his Minghui again.

I can't find the girl who is slowly returning from the flowers on the road.

"Your Minghui was tricked before his death, and after his death, he was detained by his soul. He went to the road of heaven and entered the earth. He could not survive or die. A person could not even die if he wanted to die, and his soul could not rest in peace. The greatest pain in the world is too. Taoist sects have the art of destruction of ghosts, Buddhism has the method of suppressing ghosts, and demons also have the method of devouring ghosts to practice, which can turn ghosts into spirits and nourish cultivation. You have been practicing for many years and are the king of hundreds of ghosts. I believe that she is better at knowing that who has killed her in such a field?"

Who is it?

The Ghost King exhaled a deep breath, and the black flames around him gradually became rich. The ghost crying that was originally quiet seemed to be heard in response to his mood, from far to misty traces.

In the darkness, he could not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. He Xiyun and his men felt that the evil spirits of the cold and evil spirits rushed towards them again. The bones of the icy lingling were even more terrifying than the bones. They were full of resentment and murderous thoughts, and they were about to peel off the skin and remove the bones, swallow flesh and blood.

Suddenly, the black air surrounding the Ghost King exploded!

He opened his evil eyes, his lips were bloody and red, and his murderous aura was far stronger than any other time. He stared at the person in front of him, as if he was looking through this person, looking at the void at the edge.

Changming stood opposite him with his hands behind his back, looking calm and seeing it.

The Ghost King slowly spoke: "Vajra Ghost Striving Technique!"

...

Xu Jingxian felt that maybe she shouldn't jump down.

Because the monk was not for her at all.

Beneath the clouds and mist is a valley.

Ordinary people will die if they fall off a cliff. For monks, this is only a bit high.

As far as Xu Jingxian saw, there were five people who fell into the valley together.

Even her, five people.

The monk who forced Xu Jingxian down the cliff, Zhengyun had not faced him and spoke to each other.

The two men should be old acquaintances, and not ordinary old acquaintances.

But they have the surprise of reunion of old friends.

If you want an enemy, it's not a big deal.

"It's you."

The monk stared at Yun Wu for a long time, as if he was afraid of admitting his mistake. His shocked expression remained for a moment, and soon returned to peace.

"I thought that you had come out of the Nine Abyss. Yun Wei, long time no see, how can you be sick?"

Yun Wu said nothing.

The monk's eyes bent, smiling slightly, but he laughed very much.

"I remember that in the past, Yun Daozun sacrificed his life to achieve kindness for the sake of the people of the world, personally entered the Jiule Abyss to guard the Jiule Abyss. I admired this state of mind. I thought it would be difficult to see Yun Daozun again in this life, and I still felt regretful. Why can't Yun Daozun resist loneliness and leave the Jiule Abyss? Could it be that the thousands of magical places can't stand Fang Hongchen after all, which makes Yun Daozun feel nostalgic?"

The emphasis of his words was gentle, as if the one standing in front of him was an old lover who had been against him for many years. The endless love was all in it. The sound was very nice, low and not heavy, clear and charming. Even a witch like Xu Jingxian couldn't help but have a slightly red ear.

"Yes, you are sick." Yun Wei said slowly, "Sun Yuanshou, you are so embarrassed, have you ever had some shameful heart before, and now you are excited and have lost your wisdom? You have spent years immersed in Buddhism and cannot even understand the love barrier. I am afraid that you will disappoint you, and your heart will not come to you."

Xu Jingxian opened her mouth slightly, suspecting that she had heard some amazing inside stories in the world.

No matter how Yunwei is, it seems that he is just ridiculing.

There are only a few people in the world who can be called the head of the court, and the head of the court surnamed Sun is even more so.

If she heard it wrong, the head of the courtyard named Sun should be the head of the courtyard of Qingyun Zen Court. People in the world respect him as the Zen Master Buku.

It was a coincidence that they had just seen the silence of Qingyun Zen Temple in Luo Kingdom, and they met their bald donkey's head so soon.

Xu Jingxian remembered that this Zen Master Buku had also joined the Nine-Faced Changming Sect in the past. Later, Nine-Faced Changming left Buddhism. Sun Buku betrayed the Buddhist sect and told the world that the master and disciple had no grace and righteousness. He wanted to chase and kill his master and never give up.

In this way, Sun Buku Yunwei is also considered a brother.

The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism are already somewhat unhappy. Now that the old brothers and brothers are reunited, they are in the two sects, so they are even more passionate.

At this moment, Xu Jingxian only regretted that the two met each other and could have a good show of sitting on a small stool and shaking a small fan.

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