The moonlight was gentle, and the pale yellow golden light was draped obliquely on Mei Niang's red clothes, and the little red light was beating, and the good-looking palace clothes gradually faded into dark gray. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old beggar was still babbling in his mouth: "Mei Niang - Mei Niang -", and his voice was like a cry.

The entire Nanyuan was quiet, only the man was lying on the ground, kneeling on the ground, his hands like holding the last straw, clasping the corners of his clothes.

"Haha! Ha ha! A harsh, high-pitched, unpleasant old voice suddenly shattered the strange silence. The old man came at a bad time! ”

A gust of black wind suddenly came, the sky and the earth were dark, and a voice was mixed in the mist, "Mei Niang, you can make the old man easy to find!" ”

Under the ink-dyed robe, a majestic figure holding a snow-white paper umbrella appeared in the clearing night.

It's just that the old man's face is a little familiar, Zitong was silent, bowed his head and thought, where is it? A paper umbrella with broken bones, a cloud of smoke curling.

The breath of a fairy and a demon flickered in the air.

Could it be ......

Zitong was stunned suddenly, that's right! When she was looking for Zhao Sheng, she met the old beggar, and she gave him a hairpin! Although the aura and feeling of the person in front of her at this time were different from that old beggar, she could never forget that smiling face, and it was also because of that smile that she was at a loss for a while, rummaging everywhere, wanting to give him some money.

Mei Niang didn't know how much green silk would dye the snow, her face withered, and her eyes looked through the paper umbrella. The voice was hoarse: "It's you!" ”

Behind the old man, the stars were dotted with tears, and the red flowers on the other side were all over his body, and the demon soul of Ren had nowhere to escape.

"Haha-ha-ha-" Mei Niang laughed with tears, her slender white fingers lay on Zhao Sheng's dry hands, and she peeled off the corners of her clothes one by one as if she was laughing and crying. "For whom is life and death a thought? The morning flowers fall and the sun is clear. The residual fat of the blue mark is stained with tears, and the dream is difficult to break. What year is the year when the clouds have been paid for a thousand years? ”

Mei Niang laughed and sang with her hands, red tears staining the dark bluestone road under her feet. Chu Chu's gray clothes were bloodstained, his eyes were blurred, and he vaguely saw Zhao Sheng, who was dressed in yellow and like a good son, standing by the well and expressing his love to her. But in the next moment, he handed a glass of wine melted with rune paper to her lips.

The faint smell of blood in the air was cold, just like the fragrance she smelled from the sleeve of the wine glass he had handed over at that time, cold, bitter, and astringent, unable to cry out loud, only laughing out loud like a fool, laughing madly, laughing happily, laughing at her innocence, laughing at her idiot, laughing at her for a thousand-year-old fox demon, and falling for a mortal's trick.

The fox skin was skinned, the fox meat was eaten, and the whole body was destroyed. She can only be trapped in these three princes' mansions for hundreds of years like a lonely ghost.

And now, that lover brother appeared beside her like a monster and said that he regretted it and didn't want her to leave! Don't want to let her go? Ha, ha! The obsession has disappeared, how can there be no reason not to leave!

"Zhao Gongzi, once how much I wanted to fly with you over the old distance of the heavens and the earth, how much I wanted to experience the laughter and teardrops of the world with you, but-" she sighed deeply, "It's too late! You're going to do it yourself! ”

The flowers protruded, gently wrapped Mei Niang, and under the waning moon, the figure seemed more and more lonely. Bitter tears knock on people's hearts like falling rain. The withered grass on the courtyard wall rustled and sang, and in an instant, the red light was brilliant.

The flower on the other side turned into a fire and ignited.

Zhao Sheng fell to the ground in pain and screamed, screaming, and moaning.

seems to be crazy, seems to be delusional: "Wait for me-Mei Niang-next life-I will not fail you!" ”

No one could see where Zhao Sheng took out a sword, this sword was snow-white and shining, so shiny, it was never discovered.

The wind turned over a few more red flowers, and the fire became bigger and bigger, but Mei Niang just stared at Zhao Sheng with a distorted expression and said word by word: "There is no afterlife, there has never been an afterlife!" Ha! ”

Zitong, who saw the end from the beginning to the end, felt a little sad in her heart, she suddenly no longer felt that Mei Niang was terrifying, but had some sympathy for Mei Niang. But if she guessed correctly, the old man who was holding an umbrella and calmly watching at this time was the master's always elusive Hades father!

His old man took in a ghost, and she could only watch dryly. But why didn't the owner help Mei Niang, she was a little curious!

"Gross!"

Originally, I thought that Zhao Sheng was going to commit suicide with a sword, but things suddenly changed. Ben's broken body, who couldn't even walk, actually stood up! He also pounced on Hades very flexibly!

hit the stone with an egg, but it did not save Mei Niang, on the contrary, because of his exhausting energy, it backfired, and he vomited. The black blood instantly accumulated into a small puddle, but he didn't stop retching, even though there was no blood to vomit.

Originally, there was a body in the form of a skeleton. There are only eyeballs or those old eyes in the whole body, although there is no light, but there is still a little affection to be found.

"Zhao Sheng, you can plead guilty!" The majestic voice of the Soul Envoy of the Underworld was as cold as the Soul Envoy of the Underworld, and the face of the King of Hades gradually returned to the handsome appearance that Zitong was familiar with, but he was not so happy as he guessed the result. At this time, Mei Niang is about to disappear, although she doesn't have much affection for her, but when she thinks that she is going to disappear completely, she always seems to have something scratching in her heart, painful and itchy, and she can't say the oppression.

Zhao Sheng squeaked and twisted his neck, and those eyes glared at the king of Hades like blood: "What is my sin!" ”

"How did you beat the sample king in the underworld!"

Yan Wangsen's eyes were like knives in his eyes, grinding Zhao Shengsensen's white bones, and his voice was a few points lower than before. And the red flower floating beside him suddenly turned into a sharp weapon and shot at Zhao Sheng's side.

Sou! Sou!

After a few clicks, Shengsheng trapped Zhao Sheng in a small red circle.