Evil forces are looming in the dark corners.

Tian Yuan City is the link between the demon world and the human world, the field where the god of death in the underworld is active, and the territory of the Youwang family, a psychic family, and the theory is the most sensitive place in the Three Realms. On the contrary, our evil and gentle and elegant ghost king, Mr. Modo, chose to settle in Shangjingyuan of Tianyuan Insect Ming Mountain.

In this country, the bubble economy is unprecedentedly serious, especially the explosion of property prices, which has caused 10 million vacant houses in Tianyuan City. Many high-end villa areas have become a dead city with no one. And the Shangjing Garden of Insect Singing Mountain, located in the north of Tianyuan City, is one of the uninhabited cities in Tianyuan City.

Shangjing Garden is all Western European style, with only a huge villa inside, which looks like an ancient castle on the outside. Originally, it was a wealthy man's big money to curry favor with Xiao Sanyi, but when the project was about to be completed, the workers' dormitory shed temporarily built with plastic sheets collapsed, ten construction workers died on the spot, and two people were seriously injured. Mr. Feng Shui said that there are fierce evil spirits in this ancient castle that cannot be driven away. So the rich man had to admit his bad luck, and the castle became an unfinished building that no one dared to enter.

The delicate and classical iron fence has rusted, and the wild roses have covered the copper rust into a dark green wall. The red rose bloomed beautifully with the color of burning life as if it had sucked the nutrients of a corpse, and greedily enjoyed the sunbathing in the warm breeze. The green spikes stuck upside down on the vine seem to warn the world that the temptation of beauty is dangerous......

The mysterious and eerie castle is just behind the splendid Rose Wall. Despite the wind and rain, the sun and rain, the outer wall of the castle has fallen into disrepair, and the stones on the outer wall have fallen off in some places, the inside of the castle is still spotless, and it is as elegant and luxurious as the noble mansion of the imperial palace.

In the back garden of the castle, there is an open-air hot spring. Leaning on the trees into the shade, the strange rocks and mountains are stacked, the poisonous insects are stinging, and under the shroud of yin, there is a steaming psychedelic mist.

Most of the demons and demons soak in the hot springs naked. The slightly damp curls are scattered casually on the shoulders, and there is a kind of sensuality. The muscular body and the delicate and well-defined facial features set off each other, and he is undoubtedly an exotic toned man. At this moment, he is not wearing glasses, there is no barrier of lenses, and his elegant eyes appear more deep and indifferent, with a hint of anger in his indifference.

There was a wound in the abdomen that had been pierced by a sharp sword. The wound healed, but it left a shocking scar. This wound was wounded by Phantom Night with the Obsidian Sword a few days ago. Until now, Mordor felt a dull pain in the wound.

He couldn't have imagined that that phantom night, which had ruined his big things three or four times, would stab him coldly before he died! If it weren't for the spirit of a large number of living beings and the flesh of the dragon, Mordor would have been killed.

This enemy, who could strangle with one hand, an enemy who was so contemptuous that Mordor didn't even bother to do it, almost took his life. It's a shame!

The more the ghost king Mordo thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wanted to break the phantom night to pieces. In his indifferent eyes, a terrible red of blood burned.

Countless black-shelled insects, like ants in formation, stretched to the edge of the hot springs. One by one, they spit out a white glowing mass of their stomachs into the pool and continued back the way they had come.

These white substances are the essence of living beings.

The spirit of immersion in the hot springs was quickly absorbed by Mordor. Under the infiltration of the spirit, the skin of the Demon King Mordor appeared smoother and ruddy.

The owners of these spirits have long since become dry skeletons.

Storm bugs don't just find weak humans or monsters as hosts. Because these spirits are used to heal the old and new wounds on the body of the demon king Mordor, and they are medicinal herbs for healing. Therefore, the violent insects specifically attack humans or monsters with certain spiritual power in order to ensure the quality of medicinal materials.

This is what it is for, in the Red Fox Dance Festival, the night of the full moon of the hundred ghosts walking at night, the ghost king Modo wants to make the violent insects surround and suppress Changfeng Mountain. Because, that night, a large number of precious and high-quality medicinal materials were gathered in Changfeng Mountain, how could the ghost king Modo not be tempted?

"Dieyi ......" the ghost king called a name and suddenly stood up from the hot spring. The smooth spring water slid his body into the pool. The otherwise calm water of the pond was flooded with countless rippling ripples.

Behind the rocky mountain, a tall and young woman with a wildfire walked out. The bandeau placket light veil reveals the tall and proud shuangfeng, and the sleeves are as light and elegant as butterfly wings.

It's easy to overlook the delicate appearance of a hibiscus out of the water. No powder, the ornaments are plain, and there is a faint cold temperament.

A woman named Dieyi holds a white bathrobe in both hands. Facing the naked bodybuilding man, she was not half shy, with a meek smile on her face, calmly unfolded the bathrobe, gently draped it over the ghost king Mordor, and then asked in a sweet voice, "What are you going to do next?"

"It's time to pluck the third herb, the blood of the vampire queen Narita." The Demon King Mordo tizzled the straps of his bathrobe, then smiled disdainfully and ambitiously, and said, "I will be the next King of the Demon Realm." ”

"I wish you every success." The woman named Dieyi laughed.

The Ghost King Moduoyi stretched out his hand and hugged Dieyi into his arms, held up her chin, and said softly in a magnetic voice: "Dieyi, you are so caring. ”

Under the temptation of the ghost king Modo, Butterfly was as obedient as a little sheep, letting the ghost king Modo fiddle, without the slightest shyness, as if he had long been used to it.

"Is there any news of that little bastard?" The Ghost King Modo's words suddenly turned cold.

"He has been resurrected, and now he is inseparable from the dragon Xiaobai." Dieyi said cautiously.

The Ghost King Modo let go of Dieyi, gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "It's okay, if you die easily, it will cheapen him." ”

"This little bastard hurt you?" Dieyi asked.

The Ghost King Mordo turned around, not saying a word, and his face was full of anger.

Dieyi bit her plump lip, she was the wound of the heartache ghost king, and her hatred for the phantom night was no less than that of the ghost king, but she couldn't see anger on the surface, she just smiled and said: "During your trip to the demon world, leave the matter here to Dieyi!" ”

The Ghost King Modo turned around and said with a pleasant face, "It's rare that you are interested, just as you wish." Remember, play slowly and don't get your hands dirty. ”

……

The eerie atrium of the Insect Song Mountain Castle.

There are three powerful insect-shaped monsters that have been waiting for a long time. The lights were dim, and I couldn't see them clearly.

At this time, countless colorful butterflies gathered. The heavy butterfly shadow turned into a cold woman with light gauze and grace.

"Lord Dieyi, what are your instructions for summoning us out?" The three youkai immediately knelt down.

"Crimson, Black Scorpion, Spider Girl, kill Phantom Night in the way you enjoy." Dieyi's eyes are as cold as the moon, her lips are lightly opened, her expression and words are as cold as frost, without any emotion, which is in stark contrast to her well-behaved, sweet and sexy appearance.

"Yes!" The three demons spoke in unison, and in the three pairs of red bloody eyes, a chilling light burst out at the same time.