Seeing Ding Fan's anxious look, Leng Ling'er opened her red lips slightly and laughed.
Leaving the throne, Leng Ling'er held Ding Fan in her soft and warm hands, her voice as light as before, "Even if this is home, it can't change my vow to always be by your side."
A stone fell to the ground, and Ding Fan tightened his hold on Leng Ling'er.
"Ling'er, let's go back, it's very uncomfortable here."
"good."
Leng Ling'er raised her hand and the light curtain in the sky disappeared.
For the first time, Ding Fan lost interest in treasure exploration and had no time to analyze what treasures were hidden in the Ghost King Palace. He took Leng Ling'er's hand and left quickly.
The Seven Treasure Boat was thrown into the Yin River, and Ding Fan and Leng Ling'er jumped on side by side.
Looking back at the Ghost King's Palace towering into the clouds, Ding Fan let out a long sigh of relief.
"Xiaofan, do you really care about me that much?" Leng Ling'er said affectionately.
"Yes, I care very much. Even if I say it ten thousand times, it will be the same!"
Ding Fan's eyes were firm and he held Leng Ling'er's hand and never let go.
"Then I'll accompany you till eternity, okay?" Leng Ling'er smiled playfully.
"Do what you say and don't regret it!"
Ding Fan also smiled, his eyes as bright as stars.
The others were still on the shore. Ding Fan said to Wu Weiqiang, Ji Ruhua and others: "Would you like to stay in the Ghost King Palace and wait?"
Needless to say, Wu Weiqiang was the one who proposed coming to the Ghost Realm, and he immediately expressed that he would stay here and contribute to the great monk's reshaping of his body.
The other spirit ghosts were even more overjoyed. This place was full of yin energy and could not be reached unless there was a great chance. How could they be willing to leave? They all expressed their willingness to stay.
Ji Ruhua pretended to shed two brown tears, "Ruhua is also willing to stay, but it's a pity that she can't serve the Great Ghost King."
"Guarding the Ghost King's Palace is like staying with me."
Leng Ling'er spoke quietly, and the clear voice rippled out, frightening those who heard it.
"Awaiting the return of the Great Ghost King!" The spirit ghosts fell to the ground.
The rest of the people, jump on the Seven Treasure Boat and return the same way!
The mist on the Yin River could no longer block Leng Ling'er's sight. His clear sight penetrated the confused Yin River and guided the Qibao Ship on the precise route.
The Seven Treasure Ship shuttled through the mist like an arrow off its string, and arrived at the center in an instant.
The ghosts and ghosts encountered along the way all bowed respectfully and then sank into the water.
The Yin River is calm and waveless, and at first glance, it seems to be no different from an ordinary river.
Despite this, Ding Fan was still anxious and felt that the Seven Treasure Ship was too slow.
finally!
Seeing the riverbank where he came from, Ding Fan's heart felt like it was equipped with wings. He had already broken through the fog, passed through the ghost realm, and returned to Jiande Martial Arts Center.
"Ling'er, when you get home, I will build you the best Ghost King Palace in Dongqing Mountain!" Ding Fan said happily.
"Is it better than the one here?"
"Well, it's a thousand times better, ten thousand times better! Ling'er, to be honest, this visit to the Ghost Realm is the one I regret the most."
Ding Fan's childish words made Leng Ling'er laugh. She shook her head slightly and said nothing more.
The Qibao boat stopped at the shore, and Ding Fan pulled Leng Ling'er and jumped onto the shore.
However, before his feet even touched the ground, suddenly, a huge force came from him!
Ding Fan only felt that his hand was empty. Leng Ling'er was like smoke that he couldn't hold. He actually let go and stayed in the sky above the Yin River.
Linger!
Ding Fan screamed and flew over the Yin River regardless of everything.
Owner!
The silver-winged roc instantly revealed its true form, stopped Ding Fan in the air, and rolled to the ground with his wings wrapped around him. Ding Fan was violently thrown away more than ten feet.
"Ling'er!"
Ding Fan took to the air again, quickly alternating his feet, and rushed towards Leng Ling'er above the Yin River.
Without the Seven Treasure Ship, no one can stay above the Yin River.
But Leng Linger can do it!
At this moment, Leng Ling'er has stabilized her figure, her hair is flying like clouds, and as the master of the ghost realm, she combines beauty and majesty.
However, in the direction of the Ghost King's Palace, a huge gray light curtain is rapidly expanding towards this side.
Even Leng Ling'er's body seemed to be stuck above the Yin River, unable to break free.
"Spiritual Emperor, please forgive me for speaking frankly, the Great Ghost King belongs to the ghost realm!" Ling Zifeng was also anxious, and immediately jumped into the air to block Ding Fan.
"No, she only belongs to me!"
Ding Fan's eyes were scarlet, and the feeling of being unable to grasp the person in front of him almost made him collapse.
"Master is the master of the spiritual world, so why don't you understand that everything has its destiny? Master, don't force me." Silver-winged Dapeng also tried hard to persuade me.
"Then what is my purpose here? To trap Ling'er here with my own hands?"
Ding Fan, who vaguely sensed something was wrong, roared angrily.
Wei Teng sighed, waved his hand and said, "Not to mention Brother Fan, even I can't bear to leave Ling'er alone."
"That line of writing has a profound meaning! Leng Ling'er is the chosen Great Ghost King!" Silver-winged Dapeng reminded seriously.
"So what, my brother Fan is still the Spiritual Emperor, why not stay in the human world and marry Huan Huan."
Wei Teng made up his mind and said, "Brother Fan, we should use the seven-treasure boat to pick up Ling'er in a relay manner!"
good!
Without saying a word, Ding Fan jumped on the Seven Treasure Ship again.
Ling Zifeng, Silver-winged Dapeng, and Wei Teng showed their true bodies one after another, led by Ding Fan, and rushed towards Leng Ling'er.
"The Spirit Emperor is good at everything, but he is too emotional."
Luo Ge raised his head and looked at the scene in the sky, with mixed feelings in his heart.
"Xiaofan, don't come over!"
Leng Ling'er shouted, but Ding Fan remained unmoved.
The Yin River was surging without wind, and the waves were getting higher and higher. Leng Ling'er pressed her handprints to hold it down.
What is more terrifying than the Yin River that swallows all things is the light curtain that stretches from far to near!
Ding Fan had an intuition that the light curtain would swallow Leng Ling'er, which was more terrifying than anything else.
Fortunately, Ding Fan finally took Leng Ling'er's hand.
Ling Zifeng made a prompt decision and steered the Qibao Ship to the shore.
Ding Fan hugged Leng Ling'er without looking back. He had the hard-earned Seven Treasure Boat moored on the shore and ran along the way he came.
The gray light curtain continued to spread, making the dark sky much brighter, but Ding Fan looked livid as he passed one street sign after another.
The newly built ghostland gate is just ahead!
Ding Fan held his breath and ran over with all his strength.
Whoosh!
The gate of the ghost domain turned into smoke and dissipated. Ding Fan seemed to have lost his way. When he was stunned, the terrifying power came again.
Ding Fan tried his best to resist, but it was of no use. Leng Ling'er was broken up and left again.
When it was re-condensed and formed, it was very close to Ding Fan, but there was an indestructible light curtain between them!
"Ling'er!"
"Xiaofan!"
Leng Ling'er slapped the light screen hard, crashing into it again and again.
Sparks fly!
Leng Ling'er was also sent flying again and again.
Nine yuan scepter!
Flying sword!
Green light sword!
Various weapons hit the light screen, and Ding Fan was knocked away several times and suffered numerous injuries.
I don't know how much time passed, but Ding Fan's originally anxious heart gradually became cold as Leng Ling'er's cultivation weakened.
"Brother Fan, Ling'er can't get out of the ghost realm." Wei Teng's eyes were red and he held on to the crazy Ding Fan.