Thank you "good brother's friend" for rewarding again, there will be a chapter in a while, and friends who can't wait will read it tomorrow. Sorry, working late.

At night, the happy forest, the green garden!

After a heavy rain in the afternoon, the garden is full of fresh moisture.

Chu Zihe was strolling on the garden path, and his mentality was a little unstable. There seemed to be a line pulling him in the dark, and he estimated that it was the consciousness in Wang Lianhua's mind that was haunting, and he always felt that something unpredictable would happen in a while.

The task given to her by Wang Lianhua in the jade tablet space was very strange. neither beat and killed, stepped on Shen Lang, the "opponent" of his life, nor forcibly robbed Zhu Qiqi as a lovely person in his arms, nor did he retaliate against his biological father "Happy King" in the original work.

Wang Lianhua only needs to enter his world by herself, meet some people she meets, and take a look at the bright scenery.

Chu Zihe estimated that he just missed some people and wanted to see his "old friends" at that time.

But what do I gain from it? Chu Zihe groaned unconsciously, every possession was an important opportunity to strengthen himself, and he didn't dare to give up easily.

The real city is treacherous, and the old man said that he is a "scum" with a combat power of only five who has not even stepped into the innate realm, and it seems that the urban world is much more complicated than originally thought.

He's going to get stronger!

"I don't know Wang Qingbing, is your face better? I must find a technique to help you restore your beautiful face, and you must wait for me to go back! ”

Chu Zihe passively accepted the courteous service of dyeing incense, and the cherry mouth was simply a sharp weapon to seduce the soul, and it was like a little ant slowly gnawing on the soft bones on his body, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

At this time, strolling on the path, there is no "flowerless" world in this world, the clouds are light and breezy, and they are chic and free. Every corner is full of treacherous clouds. The dark branches beside the road swayed, and people got goosebumps when they saw it.

Suddenly, in the depths of the corner in front of him, there was a sudden and strange howling, which was definitely not something that a human could make.

"What is this?"

Netherworld Master!

Chu Zihe's face was overjoyed, but he caught her, that cheap "sister".

This time, he wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, and by the way, he scavenged some benefits from her to avenge his hijacking.

If you don't, well, or I'll shake out your secret. Look who's unlucky?

Chu Zihe muttered to himself, but he was more curious about why Bai Feifei asked him to deal with Shen Lang but didn't come to him to discuss it. Could it be that she has a ghost in her heart? Or is there something else that binds you? Is it the person she arranged to spy on her?

Chu Zihe thought about the first two big, because he had read the original book "The History of Martial Arts" for a long time, and now he can only remember some fragments sporadically, many of which have been drowned in his mind and completely forgotten. It's a bit hard for him to think about it now.

"Whew"

In the blink of an eye, there was a loud whistling, and the whole world was immediately filled with this terrible and sharp whistling, and no other sound could be heard.

The Chuzi River was rushing, and at this time, the dark green garden in the dark night was already full of ghost fires.

The miserable blue ghost fire, like thousands of meteors, swayed in the darkness, and the green garden suddenly became indescribably eerie and terrifying.

Shen Lang strode out.

Suddenly, a little ghost fire, with that terrible whistling sound, flew head-on.

Chu Zihe spread his sleeve robe in his hand and put this bit of ghost fire into his sleeve. But when he saw that it was only a whistle made of thin copper sheets, it was thrown with a heavy hand, and when it broke through the wind, it made a whistling sound. As for the ghost fire, it's just a little bit of green phosphorus.

"Pretending to be and playing this little trick of 'hearing the voice before you see it', but this doesn't frighten me."

Chu Zihe was a little scoffed at Bai Feifei's appearance. This "magic" is not beautiful at all, the effect is too fake and too fake, but it is estimated that it has a miraculous effect on people in the martial arts world.

Chu Zihe slowly paced to the corner. At night, with the green light of the ghost fire, the pavilion of "Bixuan" not far ahead is vividly visible.

In the middle, there are already two people sitting upright, talking. A man with a wide forehead and high cheeks, a face as white as jade, and a long beard under his chin, bright and neat, was drinking with a hook hook on his beautiful hair. A delicate scholar with a thin posture and a light breeze.

Could it be that these two people are Shen Lang and King Jolly?

Chu Zihe was excited in his heart, and he was finally about to complete Wang Lianhua's task.

The steps under his feet were just about to take a step, but the opposite path was full of blue fire, and the whistle was loud.

One by one, the ghostly imps began to appear, and their figures swayed, heading directly towards Shen Lang and the Happy King.

Chu Zihe didn't need to look at it to know that it would be absolutely fruitless. Sure enough, all the black shadows were leveled by Shen Lang alone. The small bamboo chopsticks were like a life and death spy in the underworld, exploding directly in the group of imps.

The shadow of chopsticks galloped, and the mournful shouts came and went. All the little ghosts couldn't help but bend down and stroke their faces, the bloody breath spread with the wind, and Chu Zihe smelled a little disgusted.

"What a speed!"

"Hide, come out!" With a loud shout, the happy king on the opposite side directly threw out the golden hook in his hand, Chu Zihe was surprised, could it be that Bai Fei flew here?

I didn't see anyone!

But the golden hook galloped towards him, and the cold light on the golden hook roared, and in an instant it was in front of him.

"I rub"

Chu Zihe couldn't cry or laugh, his "cheap old man" actually thought that he was the one who secretly instructed him, and it seemed that he was going out to explain.

He dodged quickly, dodging the golden hook that passed by. Just as he was about to speak, the golden hook swirled around again, and in an instant it was about to cut through his neck.

Dangerous!

Chu Zihe saw that the situation was not good, and this happy king really should not be underestimated.

But Wang Lianhua is not easy to mess with, let you see my newly enlightened light skills.

I saw Chu Zihe a little under his feet, and it rose in an instant, and a dragonfly dotted the water, turning upside down in the air, and instantly floated behind the golden claw, like a dancing butterfly.

The figure did not retreat, but advanced, followed the returning golden hook, and rushed to the door of the Bixuan, with a smile on his face.

"Brother Shen, don't come unharmed, right?"

"Wang Lianhua, it's you. Could it be that the Lord of the Netherworld is you? ”

Shen Lang looked surprised, looking at the poor playboy who Shi Yiyi walked out of the dark, and finally changed his face.

"If it were me, would you still be easily discovered?" Chu Zihe sloppily looked at him, but his eyes moved to the happy king beside him.

Looking closely, his "cheap dad" is really domineering.

The long-eyebrow lying silkworm, the eyes are narrow and thin, the slightly drooping eyebrows, shining with fine light, the high hooked nose, the supreme authority is suddenly revealed.

"In Xia Wang Lianhua, this must be the happy king inside and outside the famous Guan? Looking up for a long time, I don't know if I can disturb a glass of water and wine? ”

Chu Zihe turned his gaze to the Happy King, and his gaze revealed a hint of false eagerness.

"Sit, sit down, how can you bother. I have long heard that there is a thousand-faced prince Wang Lianhua in the Central Plains martial arts, and the art of disguise is wonderful in the world, and today I saw that it was really a young hero. This king has always been thirsty for pity, I don't know if there is any intention to join this king? The Happy King didn't pay attention to the blue fire ghosts around him, and his laughter shook the sky.

"The prince is polite, just sit down and discuss. I'm just here to see the true face of the lord of the Netherworld Palace first, I heard that who is a femme fatale, pity the flower is the most cherished flower, I don't know if I can see the face of the sky this time? Chu Zihe slowly introduced the topic to Bai Feifei, the purpose was to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

"Good, good, the hero sees the same thing. In the company of the two young heroes, it was really in vain for me to put on a feast of Hongmen and make myself bait. I'd like to see which woman has the courage to dominate the ghosts and ghosts all the time against this king? ”

Shen Lang smiled slightly: "Lord Wang, don't wait, she's already here!" ”

At this time, the ghosts in the sky fell silent suddenly, and the moonlight suddenly jumped up the branches, and the moon was bright and bright in an instant.

In the dark courtyard, gentle as water.

Sixteen young girls dressed in white veils and with high temples walked gracefully through the moonlit garden with palace lanterns and lanterns.

The steps are light and agile, the demeanor is graceful, the warmth of the ring is whispering in the wind, and the light yarn is fluttering in the wind, they are like the Nine Heavens Xuannu descending to the mortal dust. The sixteen pink gauze palace lamps in the front row emitted a bright red light. Two eight-foot men, carrying a delicate sedan chair, walked in the middle of the pink yarn palace lamp.

Sixteen girls lined up and knelt down.

"Palace master, please get off the sedan chair!"

"The concubine is not talented, I am willing to add fragrance to the two, ah, no, the three heroes, I don't know if I can have this honor?"

The woman's silver bell rang crisply, her body was slender, and she swayed her body and got off the exquisite sedan chair. Wrapped in light veil, his face is covered, and he is independent and independent, like a fairy in the middle of the moon.

"Here we are."

Chu Zihe couldn't help muttering in his heart, his cheap sister is really a big show, this wine is really not delicious!

"Take off the veil, take off the veil."

He suddenly played a prank, and he thought very much in his heart that this cheap "sister" would be a little ugly, and how good it would be if the veil fell off directly.

If Shen Lang found out that Bai Feifei, the delicate woman he had always pitied for, was actually the ghost palace master, he didn't know how funny it was, could he still maintain that light and breezy saint's face?

If the happy king finds out that the pillow beauty he has been keeping in the deep boudoir and the golden house is actually a ghost girl who has always been against him, I don't know if he is still so heroic and unparalleled, and does not take the world in his eyes?

In the midst of the leap of thought, he suddenly felt that the internal force in his whole body suddenly surged like the sea, and it all poured into his eyes. Under the moonlight, a tiny streak of blood spread out, directly connected to Bai Feifei's bright eyes.

A thread!

"Ding, you inadvertently stimulated Wang Lianhua's strange ability 'Mind Trick', whether to use it, whether to use it or not, whether to use ......"

The sound of the jade stele sounded each other, and the Chu Zihe River was like five thunders in an instant, this, this, what kind of trouble?

At this point, the question arises, to use or not to use?