After Qing Yu died in the battle, he burned into ashes with the fire that swept Nanyu vigorously, and his soul turned into a ghost fire, wandering aimlessly in the world.

As night approached, everything that lurked in the shadows began to stir, and a few faint green ghostly fires were the first to emerge in this desolate wilderness.

One of the ghost fires was particularly beautiful, like emerald green, it was surrounded by many ghost fires, and the stars were scattered in the air like a cloud of stars.

In the silence of the night, an incompatible white light suddenly appeared, and the ghostly fire that drifted around aimlessly seemed to have found its target, scrambling towards the white light.

There was a figure wrapped in the white light, a small one, white skin, white clothes, pink carving, very cute and delicate, sitting a white lotus, a pair of innocent eyes looked curiously at the green fire around him.

is obviously a ghost, but this white light is like a villain, like a little fairy.

The "little fairy" stared at the pure green ghost fire with a pair of bright eyes, and jumped down from the lotus seat, trying to catch the green fire.

The green fire seemed to be taken aback, and suddenly jumped high, and the short calves of the "little fairy" jumped a few times, and the silver lock hanging on his chest made a crisp sound in the long night, which was very good. I couldn't get the flying ghost fire, and sat on the ground angrily, feeling a little wronged, my little eyes began to turn red, and after a while, bean-sized tears rushed out.

The flying ghost fire seemed to feel that this "little fairy" had no attack power, so it fell down boldly, stopping in front of him, the green light swaying, quite a feeling of "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade".

The "little fairy" suddenly reached out and grabbed the ghost fire in front of him, put it in his palm, and laughed, "Ha, I caught it."

The little face cautiously leaned in front of the closed palm, the little hand cracked a small slit, looked inside, and saw the green ghost fire burning quietly in his palm.

"It's so beautiful", the white-clothed "little fairy" exclaimed, "You will be mine in the future"

Satisfied, he got up from the ground, sat back on the white lotus, and slowly drifted away.

The ghost qi on the white lotus is very pure, very soft, and very easy to absorb. The ghost fire seemed to have discovered this benefit, and he honestly wandered with the little fairy.

A ghost and a fire wander together in several places, with the emotion of dependence on each other, and getting along can be regarded as harmonious and loving.

The "little fairy" took off the ghost fire on his shoulder, which was becoming more and more pure, and put it in front of his eyes, "Why are you cyan?

When Ghost Fire heard his words, the glow that had just been so green and oily faded a little, and it was a little dim.

Seeing this, the "little fairy" hurriedly coaxed: "But Ah Ying just likes your green appearance"

Hearing this, the half-smeared ghost fire began to glow green again, and it seemed to have turned a few circles, and the "little fairy" poked the ghost fire happily.

"Why can't you speak? If you can speak, I can tell you many, many stories."

The "little fairy" folded his palms and took the ghost fire in his hand, "By the way, you don't know what my name is, do you?"

Saying that, he really came to the ghost fire like a thief, and said in a low voice, "My name is Ning Ruyu, oh no, this is the previous name, my name is Ning Ying, do you remember?"

The ghost fire shook, as if nodding, the "little fairy" squinted his eyes and laughed, his eyes bent into a crescent moon, "Qingqing, it will shake and shake, I will tell you to shake it in the future"

Suddenly, a few pieces of coldness fell on her face, and Ning Ying raised her hand and touched it, "Is it going to rain?"

He glanced down at the ghost fire and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll put you in my long-life lock that my mother gave me, so you won't get drenched in the rain."

After speaking, he picked up the small lock on his chest, found a mechanism, and twisted it slightly, and the longevity lock was opened, leaving a small gap inside. Carefully put the ghost fire in, and gently twisted back the mechanism, put the longevity lock on his chest, and touched the silver longevity lock with his chubby little hand, and said, "Don't you feel a lot safer?"

The tentative raindrops confirmed that this place was a good place to stay, so they fell mercilessly and poured down, and Ning Ying hurriedly found a cave nearby.

The cave was not big, and it could accommodate up to five or six people, but it was more than enough for only one Ning Ying and that ghost fire.

Ning Ying twisted the longevity lock and released the ghost fire, "It's okay"

The ghost fire flew to his shoulder and fell, Ning Ying closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the rain to stop.

After a long time, the rain did not wait, but waited for a group of vicious people.

"Yo, why are there other ghosts here?" The night was dark, and only malicious voices could be heard.

Ning Ying opened his eyes violently, shrank back, and hid the ghost fire in his arms.

"Well, it smells so good" Distant lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the owner of the voice and a group of ghosts.

A ghost held a severed head and looked at the soft white light for a long time, and next to him stood a fierce ghost with a big knife, and a few bloody heads were exposed behind it, I don't know if it was because of the rain or itself, the blood seemed to be flowing all the time.

"It's really rare to see such a pure ghostly aura, I really want to taste it," a gloomy voice spread through the small cave.

As he spoke, a group of ghosts took a step closer towards Ning Ying, Ning Ying was afraid and kept retreating, until he reached the innermost corner, and there was really nowhere to retreat before he stopped tremblingly, "No...... No...... No...... I...... I don't...... Delicious"

The head that was being held showed a weird smile, and the dry lips closed one by one, and spit out a few words, "Then taste it first, see if it tastes delicious"

The ghost fire ran out of Ning Ying's arms and blocked in front of him. Holding a big knife, the demon grabbed the ghost fire and laughed wildly, "What kind of thing is this?

Ning Ying saw that her ghost fire was tightly held in her hand, she forgot her fear for a while, and shouted, "Give me back my shake"

The sword-wielding demon trembled with laughter, "You still named this thing?"

"I ...... I" Ning Ying didn't say the reason for a long time, a little desperate.

The head that was held in his hand began to speak again, "There is a lot of nonsense"

The knife-wielding demon glanced back at him, "Severed head, what, do you have an opinion?"

"Oh, can't you see it?" said the decapitator.

"Then you have it, it won't get in my way anyway"

The guillotine ghost was too lazy to talk nonsense with the knife-wielding ghost, and then looked at Ning Ying with pity, "How boring he should be after eating this long night, or let's see, how many knives can he get before 'dying'?"

The ghost behind him immediately screamed a few times with great interest, which was regarded as echoing.

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