The sky of the ghost domain will always be so gray, as if it has never changed.

The theme is depressing, the tone is silent, and the interlude is bloody...... This is the ghost domain. The living stop, the dead run rampant!

On the horizon, against the backdrop of the White Bone Mountain, one big and one small, the two figures are gradually moving away, the big one is white, walking in the air, strolling leisurely, and the small one is black, three steps and one turn back, two steps and one look back......

"Alas——!".

With a faint sigh, standing in place, Lin Wen waved his hand twice with pity, turned his head and didn't look at it, but he was thinking in his heart, thinking about that little zombie, that little zombie who was somewhat similar to himself to some extent - Dun, or Lin Dun?

Shaking his head, Lin Wen put on a smile and muttered to himself: "Did the old man expect it?" Otherwise, I wouldn't have been allowed to bring her! Indeed! The ghost domain rich in dead air is a place where zombies should live! ”。

The little zombie Dun made a decision and chose to go with the ghost king in white.

Lin Wen also made a decision, his goal remained the same, or to take the ghost spirit flowers first, and then take care of the others.

In the distance, gradually approaching the White Bone Mountain, the little zombie who followed the white-clothed ghost king looked back reluctantly, with a pair of big eyes with bean-sized teardrops, but he couldn't bear to fall down and pretended to be strong.

The white-clothed ghost king glanced down at her, barely let his stiff face smile, and said, "From today onwards, this is your home!" ”。

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the White Bone Mountain, telling the zombie little Lori.

As if feeling that it was not enough, the white-clothed ghost king pointed to the sky of the ghost domain from afar, and said: "Under the sky, above the ghost, you are the biggest!" ”。

The zombie little Lori was puzzled, her mouth was deflated, and she was sullen, although it was her own decision, but now, she was angry with the ghost king in white, and she didn't want to take care of this cheap master.

The white-clothed ghost king had a headache, but he didn't regret it, squatted down, smiled and stretched out his left hand, which was not holding a bone flute and was as white as jade, and said gently: "My name is white robe!" White of white, robes of robes, your master ......".

The little zombie Dun didn't react, timidly lowered his head, blinked his eyes, and didn't speak.

Bai Pao didn't feel embarrassed, naturally withdrew his left hand, patted the little guy's head gently, and took her into his palace - White Bone Mountain!

On the other hand, although there were only a few days of time together, Lin Wen seemed to have adapted to the days with the zombie little Lori, and suddenly, the little person disappeared, which made his heart empty.

Flying slowly in the sky, because of the blowing of the yin wind, Lin Wen's lips had just been lit, and the cigarette he had only taken a puff had burned most of it, and he didn't realize it at all.

"Whew——!".

With a long breath of smoke and throwing away the cigarette butt, Lin Wen fluttered his wings and flew, and the streamer passed by the White Bone Mountain in an instant, he just felt it, and felt that the mark he put on Zuo Lei's body was getting closer and closer!

Behind the eerie mountain of bones, from above, it is a huge lake.

The heavens are gray, the earth is gray, and even the waters of the lake are gray...... A pool of stagnant water, without any biological intercourse, silent to the point of death.

From a distance, Lin Wen had already seen Zuo Lei's deer demon rushing to the lake with steamed buns, and the two of them made a detour, and finally came to this huge lake behind the White Bone Mountain, which is also the place where Xiuxiu explained how to pick ghost spirit flowers.

Because of the detour and walking, they came a little late, and they were not as good as Lin Wen, a half-demon with wings on his back, and when his wings were shocked, he was more than ten miles away......

I said...... Steamed bread...... It's time for you to lose weight! ”。

is a good sika deer demon, but Zuo Lei feels that he is no different from a dog now, stretching out his tongue and panting, he is really tired of becoming a dog.

The steamed bun that was counted by Zuo Lei muttered unhappily: "I said before, wouldn't it be okay to turn over from the White Bone Mountain?" ”。

"I think you're crazy!".

Zuo Lei shook the huge deer head, transformed into a human body, and was about to count the steamed buns, but there was a voice in the sky - "The majesty of the ghost king is not to be offended!" At least, we don't have that strength to offend! ”

The second demon raised his head vigilantly, but saw Lin Wen holding his shoulders, fanning his black wings and slowly falling, with a smile on his face as if he had been reunited after a long absence.

Seeing Lin Wen with a smile on his face, Zuo Lei was fine, but he was a little stunned, and he snorted coldly at the steamed bun that Lin Wen didn't like, and his head was tilted, as if Lin Wen owed him much money.

Lin Wen didn't pay attention to the steamed buns, looked at Zuo Lei with a smile, and said, "I'm here!" Entrusted by people to be loyal to people, I will give her the ghost spirit flowers that Xiuxiu wants! ”。

While speaking, Lin Wen also glanced at the steamed bun intentionally or unintentionally, as if he had some contempt, that kind of obscure expression, which really made people angry, and he couldn't wait to come up and beat him up.

The steamed bun stood up, clenched his fists, stared at his eyes, and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "The matter of the eldest sister, we small ones will naturally do it, don't worry about you, an outsider!" ”。

"Then do you know how to pick ghost flowers?"

Lin Wen remained silent, perhaps, his act of stimulating the steamed buns was also intentional, seeing the indignant steamed buns, he threw out this question lightly.

In fact, they only know a name, but they don't know what the ghost spirit flower is.

Lin Wen walked slowly to the edge of the lake, squatted down, and picked up the lake water with both hands, just like the color of the lake, the lake water was gray, gray.

"Look at this lake, are there any creatures growing here? Where's the Ghost Flower? What does it look like? How is it picked? You don't know what to do! So, to do things, you can't just rely on enthusiasm! ”。

Lin Wen was right, Zuo Lei and Mantou didn't know how to refute, Mu Li was on the spot, he could only listen to his chatter, his words seemed to have become more, and he was faintly a little melancholy.

"Don't you know? Then I'll tell you what the ghost flower is! Lin Wen stood up, pointed to the entire lake with a smile, and said, "Ghost Spirit Flower, it's here!" ”。

"What?".

Zuo Lei and the steamed bun were very surprised, they didn't believe it at all, their eyes were full of "you are teasing us", and in hesitation, they both walked to the lake and looked carefully, but the gray lake was bottomless, and there was nothing.

Lin Wen, who was standing on the side, said with a smile: "Don't believe it, I'm not talking about the open ghost spirit flowers, I'm talking about the seeds, the seeds of the ghost spirit flowers, and the whole lake is the seeds of the ghost spirit flowers!" ”。

"Then let's take the seeds back and ......."

Zuo Lei's spirit was shocked, he turned his head, and before he finished the words in his mouth, after a red phantom in front of him, he was no longer conscious! Unconsciously clutching his throat and making a "ho-ho" sound......

Looking at it again, Lin Wen held the blood-colored long sword with an indifferent expression, and the sword body was full of red bloodstains!

He's dead! Zuo Lei was killed by Lin Wen! Killed without warning!

Soon, Zuo Lei turned into the original shape on the shore of the lake, and the corpse of the huge sika deer ......

"Zuo Lei !!".

The steamed bun head was stunned, roaring angrily, his eyes widened, it was unbelievable! Don't look at their usual fights, but their relationship is very good! It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a friend of life and death!

"How dare you...... How dare you kill him! You half-demon bastard! ”。

The steamed bun raised his head in a muttering voice, the fat on his body shook violently, and a pair of vertical pupils were scarlet! Let's ask - if it was himself who was standing beside Lin Wen just now, would Zuo Lei not die?

Lin Wen's face was calm, and he even had the leisure to light a cigarette, swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, and said, "There is nothing to dare!" Do I know why I do this? ”。

"I don't want to know ——! way."

roared, all the clothes on the steamed bun were blown out of the body and turned into rags, and he also directly appeared his body!

It was a huge toad that was just over a man tall, covered with disgusting pus, emitting a foul smell, and in its huge mouth, its tongue whipped out like a whip, and it carried a cyan poisonous smoke!

Lin Wen had already expected that his figure flashed and avoided the tongue of the steamed bun, and as soon as he spit it out in his mouth, the lit cigarette hit the steamed bun with a spark, and his mouth opened again, and a mouthful of aura followed, using the cigarette as an arrow, it actually formed a flame feather arrow!

"Quack ——!".

With a loud roar, the pus on the steamed bun's body shot out several black juices, and met the flame feather arrows, crackling, and evenly divided.

Lin Wen took advantage of the situation to distance himself at this time, and commented on the current appearance of steamed buns: "A toad is a toad!" Hehehehehe......! ”。

The steamed bun was furious.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Wen sighed faintly and said, "In fact, you shouldn't hate me!" It's true! You should hate your beloved big sister! Ghost Flowers, also known as Bloody Flowers, haven't you heard of them? ”。

Patting his head, Lin Wen continued: "That's right, if you know the Dao, how can your ruthless eldest sister send you here?" ”。

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