Open the ghost domain and raise the Yin soldiers......

Ye Xingcan said that later, his voice became more and more difficult, more and more erratic, but with a firmness that was almost pious.

Ye Yao's heart froze, but he didn't want to believe it, but his intuition told him that Ye Xingcan's guess was mostly right, and only in this way could the strange history of the Warring States period be understood.

When he was familiar with the history of Hokuriku when he was a child, Ye Yao always felt that how to analyze and deduce in the last years of the Warring States period was always in line with the historical process.

From changing the law to martial arts, in just six years, it has swept Liuhe and looked at the world!

How can it be? At any historical juncture, a rising power must have paid tribute to at least three generations of emperors, or had great causes, or Taoguang and obscurity.

But the Warring States strife that lasted for more than 300 years, the six hegemons of the Warring States who had dominated for a hundred years, in the face of the sudden winning army, and in the face of Chu Shuyun, they were destroyed like decay, even the Liang State, which had dominated for a hundred years, only supported it for three years.

With the power of man, it is a miracle, but if it is theistic, it will come naturally.

Ye Yao quietly looked at the girl in his arms, the Wing Clan, what kind of race should it be, apart from the silver wings that unfurled that day, and the miracle of forcibly leaving Qin Mo's soul, what else did he not know?

In addition to seducing people's hearts, in addition to raising yin soldiers, how much anti-heaven energy does the eye of the ghost contain?

On a winter morning, the house became more and more silent, and the dust floated in the air, as if it had turned into a thousand small worlds.

The two of them were opposite, although Ye Xingcan couldn't see the light in Ye Yao's eyes, he knew that he already knew what he thought, his heart shook, and his intuition was spinning.

"How do I open a ghost domain?"

"Lingxiang, if Ah Xuan is really the eye of the spirit, has Mr. Chu ever said that in addition to blindness, will there be any other harm?"

Ye Xingcan and Ye Yao spoke at the same time, but the questions were far from the same, Ye Xingcan was curious about the saying of "raising yin soldiers and opening ghost domains", but Ye Yao only cared about her body and the influence of the eye of the ghost on her.

Lingxiang knew very little about the Eye of the Spirit, but she remembered that when Ye Xingcan tried to open the Eye of the Spirit, she was afraid, afraid that the young lady would drill the tip of the horns again, and be stubborn, not afraid of the sky and the earth, and not to take her life seriously.

After thinking about it, he finally shook his head, after all, he was not used to lying, so he still slurred, "Miss, Lingxiang doesn't know how to open the ghost domain, and I can't tell if Miss's current situation is the Eye of the Spirit." ”

looked at Ye Yao again, and whispered, "What the prince asked, Lingxiang didn't know." ”

Ye Xingcan listened to the ghost and the ghost domain, and there seemed to be a scene flashing in her mind, it seemed that at a certain moment a long time ago, she had blood and tears, just begging to open the ghost domain, but, what is this for?

What do you want to enter the ghost realm?

Ye Xingcan only felt a splitting headache, as if something was hitting the depths of her heart, something wanted to break through the shackles, she wanted to see the only light in the darkness.

The white light in the dark night also wants to pierce the darkness, what is that? What exactly?

On the far south shore of the North Continent, deep in the dense forests of the Sishan Mountains, after receiving the message from the Lingxiang Paper Butterfly, Chu Yan was worried about the current situation of his only granddaughter, and he didn't care about Chu Shen, who was sealed in the dragon flame and bewitched Qin Mo more and more frequently, so he quickly set off to the north and went straight to Shuodu.

Luo Yuan is connected to the Wing Clan's Envy Fairyland, the geography is broad, but the traces are scarce, after Lingxiang left, Lingzhi, who was newly in charge of Lingcao Hall, sat beside the Demon Yuan Flower in a daze, and his small face was about to wrinkle into a small bun, and the tears were even more hanging, as if he was just waiting for a certain order, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

"What's the use of crying if you can't do it enough?" Qing Lingling's voice came from behind him, and a plain white dress fluttered in, and everywhere he went, the fairy grass spirit flower seemed to be in full bloom, and there was a fragrant mint fragrance.

Lingzhi looked up, and saw Lingyu, who had not appeared in front of everyone for a long time, standing beside her coldly, hurriedly saluting, and whispering "sister", so nervous that her body trembled, and she sat down on the flower bed, crying aggrievedly.

Lingyu used to be the female official in charge of Luo Yuan, and her temperament was cold, the little girl in the valley was more or less afraid in her heart, and she didn't care about the hairy Lingzhi, her eyebrows frowned slightly, "Don't press these fairy grass spirit flowers, it's not your life!" ”

"Sister, I was wrong." Lingzhi tried her best to control the tears from falling, and when she spoke, her voice was even quieter, and since she came to Luo Yuan, she was the most afraid of Lingyu.

Luo Yuan's maid Gu is from a village outside the dense forest, or an abandoned baby, or an orphan girl, when she enters the valley, most of them are under the age of six, and they are women in the world, and when they grow to twenty years old, they will follow their personal wishes.

Those who stayed were allowed to practice, and they could even enter the library pavilion, but they looked at themselves for creation, and Chu Yan never led the way; If you want to leave, you will also give a rich dowry and send it out of the dense forest, but since then you have washed away the dust and forgotten all the past in Luoyuan.

Lingzhi doesn't know how long Luo Yuan has existed in the world, but she knows that since she is sensible, Lingyu is like this, beautiful and refined, full of cold air, it is said that she entered Luo Yuan's maid with her, and she is still there, she has already become a grandmother, just like the most naughty and favorite to braid the little girl. She is the only one, like the head of the family, who has kept the years and no longer grows old, and naturally the new attendants are not allowed to call her "Mama Yu".

That's right, Lingyu still looks like she is in her early twenties, and Lingzhi thinks in her heart, that "sister" is even more real.

It's just that Lingzhi pondered in his heart, this Sister Lingyu is still different from the head of the family and Miss Acan, they are celestials, and Lingyu seems to have forcibly kept time, but her spirit has long been mottled, and she has trapped herself in Rinchuan for nearly half a year, and she doesn't want to come out again.

It is rumored among the little maids that Lingyu was captured by the dragon flame in the depths of the Rin River, the Rin River of ice, the dragon flame of fire, but in one place, one ice and one fire, like a night and a day, it has long been two heavens.

Luo Yuan, who has never heard the bewitchment of Dragon Flame in the middle of the night, and gives birth to immortals, as long as he helps it break free of the shackles and find that soul......

It's just that no one knows what this shackle is, how to break it, and even less knows where the soul and soul it asks for are.

Later, the voice of the dragon flame was rarely heard, and Lingzhi guessed that the head of the family had done something, but ah, she didn't care much about this, and what she wanted in her heart was just to stay in Luo Yuan all her life, and she could take a look at the head of the family from afar.

Lingzhi thought about her heart, and shook her senses, but found that Lingyu had left, looking at the thin back, others didn't know, but she was clear, Lingyu locked himself in Rinkawa, not because of the dragon flame.

Because, she once broke into the Rin River by mistake, and saw Ling Yu standing alone outside General Qin's ice coffin, her fingers were cold and pale, but it was a stroke, carefully tracing the outline of General Qin, Yu Yu's back, lonely, hopeless, but seemed to be satisfied.

She guessed that Lingyu was afraid that she was in love with Miss's fiancé, General Qin, thinking of this, Lingzhi looked at Lingyu's back with sadness, and there were a few wisps of unbearable, after all, her situation was somewhat similar to herself, she couldn't live or die, she couldn't fall in love, seriously, why bother......

A man who has nothing to do with life and death, no matter how good it is, what's the point?

So, why can't you let go of the head of the house? Lingzhi is also confused in his eyes, he doesn't understand love, but he falls in love with someone he shouldn't love, how to continue.

"Don't be pitiful, I'm willing to ......" The clear voice floated over again, Ling Yu didn't look back, but his back straightened a little.

Lingzhi dared to answer, turned around, didn't dare to look at it again, but it was slander in his heart, he thought that he could find Lingyu to talk about his own thoughts, it seems that she must understand, but now it seems that it is impossible.

It's just that when General Qin died, how determined Miss was, everyone in Luo Yuan saw it, life and death went hand in hand, and they were even willing to burn themselves with fire, and never enter reincarnation forever.

Why bother?

Lingzhi lowered his eyes, didn't dare to think about it anymore, continued to take care of the flowers and plants, and when the sun went down and returned to his residence, he suddenly reacted that the flower garden where the magic flower was cultivated seemed to be empty, "one, two ......".

Lingzhi counted and counted, how could it be that there was a missing plant, she patted her clothes back and forth, could it be that she was pressed by herself just now and stuck to her body? It shouldn't be, although the magic flower is rare and expensive, it is rare and difficult to survive, not fragile, and there is nothing on my body......

Lingzhi counted it carefully, and it was indeed lost a plant, and the soil nest is still there!

In fact, why do you need to count back and forth, the Lingcao Hall has also fed a total of five Demon Flowers, and it is also the spiritual fragrance of the previous Sihua before leaving......

Lingzhi was in a hurry, and cried again, the more he cried, the more aggrieved he was, how could he be so useless, not only did he not grow a good flower, but he also lost it now, if the head of the family knew, he would throw her out of Luo Yuan.

After all, the little girl who was only fifteen years old couldn't stop crying, and it was a night, and fortunately there were few people in Luoyuan, each performing their duties, and they didn't get together very much, and the kinship was so weak that no one found that there was a little girl who didn't return overnight.

On the second day, before the golden crow popped out of the horizon, Lingzhi went to Chu Yan's "Three Fires" hall to kneel outside, until the sun was on the branches, Lingyu locked the Rinchuan from the Lingshui, who was responsible for Chu Yan's living, came over, only to find that the little girl who had cried all night and knelt for half the night.

"Woo~~ Shui Mama, I lost the magic flower!" After all, Lingzhi is young and mentally full, although he tossed all night, his spirit is still there, he cried and complained, and when he met someone, the tears that had stopped began again.

As soon as Lingshui saw this situation, and then listened to what she said, he knew what was happening, touched the little girl's head, and comforted, "Silly child, the head of the family is far away, what is the point of you kneeling like this?" ”

"I, I'll just kneel here, wait for the head of the house, wait for him to come back...... Come back and dispose of it, woo~~" Thinking about that time, Luo Yuan must not tolerate her, Lingzhi cried even more, a handful of snot and tears, rubbing the placket of Lingshui.

Lingshui looked at her funny and shook his head, what a stubborn child.