Leave the eighteen floors of hell and walk in a ghost town. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis dark castle is roaming with too many lonely ghosts, and they no longer worry about when they will leave, but look forward to when they will enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Their restatement - reincarnation.

There are some little ghosts who will guard the Nai He Bridge, watching Meng Po make Meng Po soup, and they will keep their saliva. It's not that they think the Meng Po soup is delicious, but that drinking the Meng Po soup means that they can enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn again.

Often in ghost towns, this expectation torments the nerves of these ghosts even more. They are eager to get out of this ghost town because everything here is beyond their comprehension. They prefer to be in a world where there are no ghosts and gods, and they are safer, and they don't have to worry about when their lives will disappear.

Take the example of Xiaoxian's last burning of the ghost town, their group of little ghosts are the most lonely and helpless, and they have no way to complain, disturbing the order of the entire ghost town. They don't want to stay in such a world anymore, maybe there will be immortals in their sleep, demons or something to smash the small family, and they will die with a whimper, and they will not even be reincarnated.

That makes it even more difficult for them to sleep.

So since the incident with Xiaoxian, there have been more and more onlookers watching the little ghosts. When Xiaoxian passed by, he still wondered. walked to the Nai He Bridge, came to Meng Po's side, and inquired about the matter. Only then did I know that my unintentional negligence still hurt the ghost town quite a lot.

Xiaoxian rubbed her nose and left, embarrassed to dangle in front of the group of imps. She now understands that she has made mistakes, and it is not only her who suffers the mistakes, but also the poor imps, and the innocent dead imps.

At that moment, Xiaoxian thought deeply for a long time. She felt deeply guilty for her unintentional mistakes, and the only thing she could do was to maintain the stability of the ghost town and the stability of the whole world. If the Demon King eats the Demon Spirit, he will become a scourge to the whole world, and she will stop the Demon King before this happens.

Xiaoxian secretly thought that this could be regarded as helping this group of imps in disguise, right?

Firm up your thoughts and walk towards the dusty castle step by step. On the way, Xiaoxian kept thinking about the feasibility of the plan, and finally came up with a hazy concept. With the Demon Venerable as the trump card in the eighteenth layer of hell, their battlefield needs to be transferred from here to the eighteenth layer of hell, and a careful plan is needed.

In case the Demon King arrives at the eighteenth layer of hell and slaughters all the imps on the eighteenth layer of hell, it is really a big mistake. That kind of mistake must not happen. To avoid this mistake, they need to think a little more about it.

When he came to the Lovers City, the gatekeeper at the gate of the city welcomed Xiaoxian in, and he seemed to be very familiar with Xiaoxian. After asking about the situation, he found out that Xiaoxian had been in and out too many times, and he kept Xiaoxian in his heart. Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows and praised him for having a good memory.

Walking towards the castle, when passing by the Water Laughing Pavilion, he glanced at random. Without the boss's Shuixiao Pavilion, the guys also dispersed, and the door of Shuixiao Pavilion at this time was closed, looking very desolate. Occasionally, there are little ghosts passing by, and they are still very nostalgic for the water laughing pavilion. They missed the taste of Shuixiao Pavilion and enjoyed eating.

Tired of guarding against his father every day, where is the magic temple in the mood to run his own water laughing pavilion. Placed, and reopen when you have time, anyway, there is a lot of small money in the hands of the magic brake, and there is no shortage.

Come to the castle and knock on the door. The gatekeeper sent Xiaoxian to the backyard and left. Fairy walked into the courtyard, and none of them seemed to be here. However, the child's cry came from the side hall, and the little fairy moved over, and sure enough, he saw all of them.

After going in to say a few words, Xiaoxian invited Yang Jian to come out, and called Tang Seng by the way. Although Tang Seng is in this plan, he has no effect. But he also has the right to know what happened. Xiaoxian thought about it, she couldn't talk to the Moshatian couple for the time being, she didn't know what to say.

After all, their plan was to kill the Demon King and kill the Demon Heaven's biological father. This is unacceptable to ordinary people, let alone the magic sky.

The group deliberately found a corner to avoid, away from the Moshatian family. Looking at the mysterious little fairy, Yang Jian didn't speak, waiting for her to speak. She must have something very important to say, otherwise she wouldn't have deliberately avoided their family. Tang Seng, who followed behind, looked indifferent. If it comes, it will be safe.

In the small pavilion that was evaded, there was no one around.

The three of them sat in the small pavilion, and a breeze blew through them, and it was very comfortable to blow on their bodies. Xiaoxian took out some pastries and some herbal tea and put them on the stone table. The three of them politely sat down.

"In the eighteenth layer of hell, the famous Demon Venerable is imprisoned. Yang Jian, do you still have an impression? Xiao Xian tilted her head, she thought that the person had been in the eighteenth layer of hell for a long time, and had probably faded from the memory of the person.

Yang Jian took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and said lightly: "Demon Venerable is also known as the curtain ruffian." It is the great god of ancient times, to be precise, the supreme god of the demon clan. One day, he offended the Jade Emperor. So, I was sent to imprison him in the eighteen layers of hell. I still remember a few of those fights with him. I have to say that he is one of the few opponents I have ever met, but he is ...... In the end, I didn't beat me down~"

At the end, Yang Jian showed smugness, and grinned. When he thought of this person, he thought of when he became famous in the first battle and became a well-known god of war. It is also because of his foil that the entire demon clan is afraid of Yang Jian.

He still had some impressions in his mind about this man. Yang Jian touched his chin, if he remembered correctly, the restrictions in the eighteen layers of hell should have made this person unconscious a long time ago, could it be that he was still alive?

Fairy nodded. continued: "He is still in the eighteenth layer of hell, and his life can be regarded as nourishing. The strength has dropped a little, but it doesn't affect anything. I've gotten in touch with him, and he's promised me to join forces with us to defeat the Demon King. ”

Unexpectedly, his will is quite strong. If memory serves, tens of thousands of years have passed. Yang Jian sighed for a while, telling the story of the past.

When people are old, they always have to remember.

Xiao Xian stared at Yang Jian thoughtfully. His long, jet-black hair fluttered in the breeze. A pair of jet-black sword eyebrows flew horizontally, a pair of delicate phoenix eyes were full of a long smile, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a shallow smile, revealing the pair of cute little dimples on his face. The handsome young man in front of him is as gentle as jade, just like the first time I saw him.

It turns out that it's not that he loves memories when he's old, but that he's lived too long, and it's inevitable that some stories can be recalled.

"Amitabha~ It turns out that you are going to seek the life of the demon king." Tang Seng said. On the way here, he kept thinking about the mysterious little fairy, what was going on.

When I understood, it dawned on me. No wonder he wanted to avoid the Demon Heavens family, this kind of thing was unacceptable in the eyes of him, a monk.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ No, you can't do such a thing." Tang Seng categorically objected.

(To be continued.) )