"Sir, Mr. Xiao Yuchen brings you here." Cui Yu bowed and saluted.
"Well, you go down first."
The sound resounded through the entire hall, showing how empty the hall was. Cui Yu took the order and turned around and walked out, leaving Xiao Yuchen standing alone in the middle of the hall.
This must be the Twin Soul Spirit Master. Xiao Yuchen did not dare to be rude and cupped his hands and said: "Junior pays homage to Senior Spirit Master."
"Hahahahaha, my dear nephew, you have worked hard all the way. I have heard my ninth brother (Master Xiao Yuchen) mention this. I wanted to go through the Eighteen Ghost Prison to train my nephew, but Chen'er...
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Xiao Yuchen was afraid that Lingzun would blame Hun Guixi, so he quickly said: "Brother Guichen is willing to compete with this junior. It is my honor."
"My dear nephew, don't try to defend him. I have no intention of blaming Chen'er. Everything has its destiny. This is God's arrangement."
"The thing my nephew came here to find has the power to absorb three souls and seven souls. It's called: Soul Returning Linglong Jade, which is the most precious treasure of the ghost clan. Although this thing is precious, it is of no use if I keep it here. It's better to sell it.
The favor is given to you, but you have to agree to one condition."
"Senior's kindness will never be forgotten. May I ask what the conditions are?"
"I can't tell you now. When your fate comes, the old man will naturally look for you."
After entering the hall and talking for a long time, the spiritual master has not yet turned around to show his face. Xiao Yuchen asked curiously: "This junior has a presumptuous request."
The Spirit Master chuckled and said, "I know what my nephew is thinking, but if I turn around and meet you, I might scare you."
The spirit master slowly turned around, his face was pale, and there was a yellow paper charm taped on his forehead. He was as gloomy as a walking corpse and could not feel a breath.
"Senior, this is..."
"My dear nephew, don't panic. In the early years, I practiced the supreme mental method of the ghost clan, 'Purple Night Dark Chen', but I could never understand the highest realm. As a result, I became possessed and became possessed. Three souls and seven souls were scattered outside my body. It took a hundred years to find it."
"Guihun Linglong Jade" was able to save his life, but due to the long lapse of time, he missed the opportunity and could only barely recover the "two souls" and is still alive today."
"Senior's title: Twin Soul Spirit Master, that's what it is."
"My good nephew is laughing."
The two of them exchanged a few words in the hall, and then Xiao Yuchen came out, playing with the "Returning Soul Jade" in his hand, and looked at the jade carefully in front of the flickering candlelight. The jade was green and white, and there was a faint trace of it that could be seen through the light.
A wisp of light blue is floating in it, which is quite strange.
Just when Xiao Yuchen was looking at it, a faint floral fragrance floated over, and she felt that the fragrance was light and elegant. Xiao Yuchen became a little suspicious about this. How could there be such a floral fragrance in this underworld with many phantoms and layers of mist? Xiao Yuchen planned to find out.
Finally, after putting away the "Returning Soul Jade", he walked in the direction where the fragrance of flowers came from.
The sea of flowers in front of her caught Xiao Yuchen's eyes tightly. It was surprising that there were so many flowers planted in the dead and dark underworld.
Xiao Yuchen knelt down and took a deep breath of the floral fragrance, which smelled like chrysanthemums. This elegant fragrance was completely different from the flower's charming appearance.
"You planted all these flowers?" Xiao Yuchen asked abruptly.
I don't know when I returned to the west and walked behind Xiao Yuchen. When I heard his question, I felt a little sudden. I didn't answer. I just walked straight to the flowers and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
Xiao Yuchen picked up the "Returning Soul Exquisite Jade" and looked at it back and forth, "I am the guest and you are the host, so there is the etiquette of expelling guests. You, the young master of the Yin Division, are really rude."
Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Xiao Yuchen asked: "What are you doing? Pretending to be serious."
Guixi was silent for a long time, a trace of tenderness that had never belonged to him flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.
"This flower was planted by my mother..."
"Ah? What? Your mother, Senior Lingzun's...wife?" Xiao Yuchen couldn't believe it.
"No, Lingzun is just my adoptive father." Hun Guixi continued: "My father was once a general under Lingzun, and my mother is just a mortal living in a village near Fengdu City."
"People and ghosts have different paths. Have your parents been separated by those unreasonable people?" Speaking of this, Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but think of Miaoyan's parents and recalled what Miaoyan said.
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"Autumn peonies represent expectations. My mother's expectations are that no matter they are humans, immortals, gods, demons, spirits, beasts, spirits or demons, no matter what race they are, they can understand each other and tolerate each other.
All living things in the world can live together in harmony with each other.”
"That's not true." Hun Guixi's words broke Xiao Yuchen's guess, "These flowers are called Bianhua, the only scenery in Huangquan Ghost Prison. My mother loves these flowers and often sneaks into Fengdu City to admire them, until she met me
Father."
"Then what happened to your parents?"
Hun Guixi seemed to be lost in his thoughts, "My father and my mother fell in love, and they were not hindered by others. They lived happily together, but things are unpredictable. Shortly after my mother gave birth to me and my sister, the Demon Lord
Qing Ming caused turmoil in the ghost world
As a general under Lingzun, it was natural for my father to face this matter. However, my father never came back, leaving my mother alone to face this sea of flowers.
He became ill and passed away."
Hearing this, Xiao Yuchen was also a little sentimental and asked: "Then is your father back?"
"It wasn't until the Spirit Master defeated Emperor Qing Ming that he handed my father's relic, the 'Black Jade Soul-Leaving Gun' into my hands. The Spirit Master felt ashamed of my parents. Seeing that I was young at the time,
He accepted me as his adopted son."
Xiao Yuchen didn't expect that this cold-looking young master of the Yin Division would have such a sad past, so he couldn't help but feel more sympathy for him, "Brother Guixi, (so awkward) don't be sad, at least I've seen you."
Parents, at least you have enjoyed family reunion. I have never known my parents since I was a child. I still don’t know who my parents are."
Thinking of this brought back Xiao Yuchen's memory, recalling the past events of his childhood, and remembering every moment with Miao Yan, and his heart couldn't help but hurt again.
After watching his parents leave him when he was a child, Huan Guixi has been taciturn since he was a child. Practicing ghost spells has made him even more cold and ruthless. Today can be regarded as the most talkative time in his life.
But what puzzled him was that the young man in front of him, who looked about the same age as himself and was in the same situation as himself, could be so calm, which made him couldn't help but ask: "In that case, don't you have any cluelessness?"
Are you lonely dear?"
Xiao Yuchen smiled and said softly: "I don't feel lonely. There are many friends around me. They are all like my relatives, loving me, protecting me, helping me, and helping me."
"Friend?..." Gui Ximo read it again.
"Well, don't you have any friends?
When asked by Xiao Yuchen, Hun Guixi was stunned, with an indescribable feeling in his heart. After a long time, Hun Guixi turned to leave. After taking two steps, he stopped again and said without looking back: "I
, don’t need friends.”
Shortly after Hun Guixi left, in the flash of lightning, Xiao Yuchen thought of something that she hadn't asked Hun Guixi clearly yet. Didn't he have a biological sister? Why didn't he mention it just now?
Perhaps because of the same experience, Xiao Yuchen was particularly concerned about the soul's return to the west, so he had to go to the spiritual master to ask for clarification, and said goodbye to the spiritual master along the way.
As soon as he reached the entrance of the main hall, he saw Cui Yu rushing over with an ugly look on his face. He obviously had something urgent to report to the spiritual master.
Xiao Yuchen was curious and stepped forward and asked, "Why is Judge Cui so urgent?"
"Young master, you don't know something. Young master, he, young master, has gone to seek revenge on Demon Lord. I have to report this matter to Lord Mingling. I can't delay." After saying this, Xiao Yuchen walked into the hall without waiting for a reaction.
In the darkness, a group of black and purple smoke could be vaguely seen flying by, followed by a green light, chasing each other without giving in.
"Devil Qingming, stop here."
In the smoke, a face appeared, it seemed a bit blurred, only to distinguish the facial features, and the outline of the face out of the face.
Your father was no match for me back then, let alone you."
Hun Guixi clenched his fists and yelled angrily: "If you are not with me, why don't you fight with me?"
The black smoke did not make a sound, but continued to fly forward. No matter how Hun Guixi cast the spell, the distance between the two did not shorten at all.
I don't know how far the two of them flew, but the black smoke suddenly stopped, revealing the face from before.
Hun Guixi was hanging in the air, two feet away from the black smoke. The gun tip was shining with silver light, pointing straight forward, and the two were facing each other.
"Young child, haven't you always wanted to see your sister? I am showing great mercy to you today, and I will let you die at the hands of your own sister later. I am treating you well."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black smoke dispersed in all directions, and then a figure hung in the air.
Although the surroundings were dim, the figure looked so familiar to Hun Guixi. Hun Guixi was stunned, and slowly lowered the spear in his hand. Looking at the figure in front of him, he rubbed it vigorously
Rubbing his eyes, he couldn't believe what he saw.
Standing in front of Hun Guixi, Xian Ling'er has a light body. She is wearing a long red dress with a long hem. Her face is pale and there is no trace of rosy. Her long snow-white hair is dancing in the wind, and the pair of hair on her small face should be like autumn water.
His eyes were always closed tightly.
"Sister...Sister." At this time, Hun Guixi could no longer control her emotions.
The black smoke had dissipated, but the previous voice resounded from nowhere: "My son, why don't you thank me properly? Your sister has a very yin body. Her hair has been white since she was a child, and she is naturally afraid of colds. She will not live to be ten years old at most.
If I hadn't taken her away back then to cultivate her into the strongest 'Blood Spirit Emperor' in the evil spirit lineage, otherwise you brothers and sisters would never have had the chance to see each other again, hahahahaha."
These words made Hun Guixi furious, "Despicable and shameless person, you took my sister captive when you saw that she has a rare and extremely yin body. Now that you have made my sister like this, I will take revenge for killing my father."
And ask for it from you."
"Revenge? You are talking nonsense, today I will make you lose your soul in your sister's hands."
"Ah..." The woman in red made a blood-curdling cry, and on her thin fingers, terrifying long nails like ghost claws sprouted.
"Ting. Ting, I am your brother!" The childhood pictures in Hun Guixi's mind gradually became dim and finally shattered into powder.
Ting, who has been refined into the "Blood Spirit Emperor".
Ting is no longer the little girl with two buns in her hair who would cry loudly every time she accidentally fell down in her memory.
The woman in red couldn't help but wave her sharp claws and rushed towards Hun Guixi.
Maybe Hun Guixi still couldn't accept this fact; maybe it was because his only relative had become like this, which made him feel despair. Seeing the woman in red coming to kill, Hun Guixi stood motionless in the air.
The woman in red swung her sharp claws, and five blood marks were printed on Hun Guixi's chest. The blood surged out, dyeing the clothes on her chest red. Hun Guixi looked at her sister blankly, her mind went blank.
The "Black Jade Soul-Leaving Spear" slowly fell out of his hand and was stuck straight on the ground.
