On the afternoon of the eighth day of the Demon World Martial Arts Competition, the original schedule was to arrange the second round and the fourth battle between the Ghost King and the Martial Shadow.

However, at this moment, the Ghost King is not on the battlefield of the Hornlin Arena, but at the Shuangyue Island Hotel. Because, long before the start of the battle, the player Wu Ying had already abstained and withdrawn. This is the second time since the start of the tournament that the Ghost King has successfully advanced directly without fighting.

So, so far, the top four of the martial arts competition have been born, which are Phantom Night, Yi Feng, Diwang Pill, and Ghost King!

The camera returns to the Shuangyue Island Hotel......

Falling out of the window, there is an endless and bright view of the sea. This is the presidential suite where the ghost king rests, and it is particularly spacious and luxurious.

There is an easel next to the window, and on the easel hangs a half-finished landscape painting.

The ghost king stood on the easel, concentrating on the painting in his heart with the brush in his hand, stroke by stroke. Inadvertently, the corners of his mouth hooked up an elegant smile, as if he enjoyed the pleasure of painting.

In that painting, there is a colorful world of creatures, a lake like a mirror reflecting the colorful clouds and glow. Exotic plants release the energy of life. Countless weevil-like snow white weevils hang scattered around the lake, and the crystal white light becomes a smart brush, embellishing this magical world as if bathed in the glow of fireworks that do not eat the world.

Holding a goblet in her hand, Dieyi leaned against the wall. The rich mouth kissed the edge of the cup, the glass was poured, and the rippling red wine inside soaked through the cherry lips through the throat, and the rich wine stimulated the senses, after three points of wine, the charming eyes were a little blurred, and the half-drunk eyes looked at the ghost king's confused painting, but whispered with a little coquettishness: "Ghost king, the place in this painting is so beautiful, I don't know where it is......"

The Ghost King's deep eyes softened, and he said gently, "This is my hometown. ”

Between the words, the ghost king did not stop the pen and ink in his hand. He waved his pen like a god, and with a few strokes, he sketched the back of a man on the shore of the lake. The man's back is more and more vivid and clear and lifelike, but there is always only a back, and the face cannot be seen. The immortal wind bone-like ethereal figure seemed to be integrated with the world realm of the aura here.

"Who is this?" Dieyi asked softly and coquettishly.

The paintbrush in the ghost king's hand paused for a moment, and his soft eyes revealed a rare sadness, and he said leisurely: "A very important person." ”

"Our Ghost King is rarely sentimental......" Butterfly whispered charmingly, and as soon as her jade hand was raised, she drank all the wine in the cup, drunkenly paced in front of the Ghost King, stood on tiptoe and leaned up to kiss the Ghost King.

The ghost king immediately gently hugged Dieyi's waist, lowered his head and kissed Dieyi, tasting the aftertaste of the wine on Dieyi's lips. The ghost king's hand skillfully stroked her body, grabbed the pair of plump little white rabbits, and rubbed them vigorously. The ears and temples of the two are grinding, like glue. Dieyi was touched by the ghost king and was confused, and soon her whole body was soft, and her whole body hung on the ghost king......

The paintbrush had long since been thrown down by the Ghost King, lying alone on the carpet.

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When the blinding white light faded, Phantom Night found that it was no longer the Hornwood Arena.

Look around and discover a colorful underground cavern. The walls of the cave are covered with luminescent microorganisms that accumulate like coral, a bit like tree branches, some like flower clusters, a bit like antlers, a bit like conch, strange shapes, and colorful. In the center of the cave, there is a mirror-like lake, and around the lake is a strange plant with purple heart-shaped leaves. Countless weevil-nosed snow shells are flying all over the sky, like crystal snow.

Isn't this the Lengxiu Lake you saw in your dreams?

Lengxiu Lake is a place where the evil and the Shura girl meet and fall in love. Thinking about it this way, Phantom Night understood why the Shura Girl wanted to bring him here.

Ever since she had held the Shura girl on the battlefield, the hand that had been on her abdomen had only now been removed. Because of the unsparing infusion of demonic power, the Shura girl's injuries have been healed by more than half.

Now the Shura woman's injuries are out of the way.

However, in the state of only one percent of the demonic power, a large amount of demonic power is consumed, and the body of the phantom night can no longer bear it. I clearly felt that my body was getting heavier and heavier, and my breathing was not smooth. So he secretly recited the spell to lift the demonic power of the blockade, but found that the spell did not take effect. I thought to myself, is there a special enchantment in this place?

It was when he was in doubt that he heard the Shura woman in his arms moaning softly: "We are finally back here again......" The jade hand that had been holding his arm tightly let go.

The Shura woman stared sadly at the scene and the objects here, her eyes revealing infinite excitement and fascination, so she broke free from the arms of the phantom night and slowly stood up.

Seeing that Phantom Night's face was getting worse and worse, the Shura girl put away her flying spirit and asked worriedly, "Do you feel unwell?" ”

"How do you know the way?" Phantom Night sat on the ground tiredly and asked in surprise.

The Shura Nu explained worriedly, "Lengxiu Lake is the junction of the Demon Realm, the Ice God Realm, and the Human Realm, and it is the center of the vortex where various forces are mixed, and the plants here also release poisonous gases. This place is difficult for the creatures of the Three Realms to survive, and weak monsters cannot approach it. If you are weak and weak, you will naturally feel uncomfortable when you come here. ”

Speaking of this, the Shura woman felt guilty, "I'm sorry, I want you to accompany me to this kind of place......"

When Phantom Night heard that the Dao was not an encounter with the enchantment of other monsters, but the effect of the natural power of this sacred place, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said, "As long as I can untie your heart knot, it is not a big deal to accompany you to walk here." Actually, I'm not as weak as you say. Because my current demonic power has been sealed, only one percent is left, so that's why it's like this. I'm just curious, no matter how much I recite the incantation, the seal on my body can't be broken......"

"The seal on your body was imposed by the descendants of the Youwang family, right?" The Shura girl asked, looking at the net-like black spell wrapped around Phantom Night's arm.

"So what?" Phantom Night asked.

The Shura woman said: "The people of the Youwang family are just mortals, how can mortal spells take effect in the sacred Lengxiu Lake!" So, as long as you stay here, your mana level will remain the same as when you first entered. ”

"I see...... "Phantom Night sighed softly, knowing that this is the case, he first lifted the demon power. But things changed so suddenly that there was no time to prepare!

The Shura woman couldn't help it, and she looked guilty: "I just hope you can sit by the lake with me for a while, and it won't make you uncomfortable for too long......"

Phantom Night smiled abruptly: "Don't worry, my body can still hold on." Stay here for as long as you want! ”

His smile was like a ray of sunshine piercing through the gloomy clouds, illuminating the heart of the Shura Woman who had been dark for thousands of years. This is the gentlest sentence since meeting him in his third life. There is a misty love silk that is gently shaking in the stagnant water that has been depressed for thousands of years, but the Shura woman just can't help but wipe out the love silk with her heart.

"You're such a good man! If only you were evil. The Shura woman smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.