"Do you say it again?" Shen Qinghan's mood began to fluctuate.

Qinghe thought that Su Elegy didn't die and stimulated Shen Qinghan, so he said with more and more eyebrows: "I just saw Su Elegy."

Shen Qinghan clenched his fists, "nonsense" and left in a hurry.

"Bang" The door of Han Fengju was pushed open heavily, and Shen Qinghan hurriedly looked around, but there was no one.

The mooring is vacant with birds, and the pavilion has been dispersed.

Shen Qinghan stood in the place where Su Elegy usually basks in the sun, his eyes were full of sadness, and he muttered: "I have only been away for a while, and you can't wait to leave...... If you really hate me so much, then it's better for you to stay with me and torture me......"

In the Ghost King's Palace.

"You're going to the ghost market?" Qing Xuan clasped his hands and looked at Su Elegy.

"Hmm" Su Elegy sat upright, carrying a cup of tea.

Listening to the description that time, she seemed to have a lot to do with this ghost king, and it was a long way to go to the ghost market, and the only person she could ask for help now was the one in front of her.

"What are you going to do?" asked Qing Xuan again.

"Something fell there, I'm going to get it back" After taking a sip of tea, Su Elegy said.

Ning Ying supported her head with her hands, "Is it a very important thing?"

Su Elegy rarely smiled, "Important"

"But the ghost market seems to be very dangerous, mother, why don't I go with the king" Ning Ying blinked, and there was sincerity in her eyes that she had never seen before.

If only she had met these people sooner.

Su Wangge shook his head, "No, Qing Xuan is the ghost king, one ghost king quietly enters the territory of another ghost king, it may cause a war, I will go there myself."

"It's okay, what Your Highness wants to take is what I want to take, not to mention causing a war, even if I lose my life, I don't hesitate to do it" Qing Xuan's slender fingers tapped on the table, without much expression on his face, but with deep firmness.

Su Wangge had mixed feelings for a while, those people she protected with her life regarded her as dung, but these people in front of her, who she had only met once, cherished her so much.

She smiled and shook her head, "It's not that serious, it's just going to get something, and it's like I'm going to slaughter the ghost market." Qingqiu, you just need to send me to the sea without crossing the sea."

The sour wine she made was naturally drunk by her.

Qing Xuan nodded, "Okay, if you have any other needs, remember to tell me, you can rest here tonight, and then send you there tomorrow."

"Hmm," Su Elegy replied.

Next.

Standing on the shore that does not cross the sea, there is not even a trace of sea breeze, and everywhere is lifeless.

After entering the coffin, when he was about to close the coffin board, Su Wangge reached out and lowered the coffin board, poked his head out and showed a smile, "You guys...... A hundred years of good together"

After speaking, he quickly got into the coffin, closed the coffin board completely, and slowly drifted away, leaving Ning Ying, who was blushing, and Lord Ghost King, who was blushing and Xiaolu colliding with each other.

"Ahem, don't listen to your mother's nonsense," Ning Ying said timidly.

Qing Xuan turned Ning Ying's body, looked down at him, thought about it and thought, and suddenly hugged him, "Actually...... That's what I mean."

"Huh?" the red on Ning Ying's face evened out to her ears, "Your Majesty, you ...... You ......"

"Go back" Qing Xuan pushed his head, smiled and put his arm around his shoulders, and began to walk back.

The two ghosts returned to the Ghost King Hall and met an acquaintance again.

"Emperor?" Qing Xuan called tentatively.

Shen Qinghan turned around, dressed in white and dressed in Shengxue, his face was like Fu Fan, but there was a faint green shadow on his eyelids.

"Hmm," Shen Qinghan responded, "Ghost King...... Have you seen Su Elegy?"

"I just sent her away," Qingxuan replied.

Shen Qinghan frowned, "Where did you go?"

Qing Xuan was puzzled, "Didn't Su Wangge stay with you all the time?

"No ......" Shen Qinghan was a little depressed.

Qingqiu: "She went to the ghost market"

Shen Qinghan's brows furrowed even deeper, "Ghost City, what is she going to do?"

"She said to take a sample, but she didn't say what it was," Qingyun replied truthfully.

"I'll go first" Hearing this, Shen Qinghan left in a hurry.

At the entrance of the ghost market, Su Wangge stood there as if he was fine, shook his hand, took out Qingge, and walked in slowly with a cruel smile on his face.

As soon as he made a move, he directly killed a pig-headed demon who sold human flesh, and he couldn't stop this fight, and all kinds of strange monsters poured in all directions, and the number was terrifying.

All the way with real knives and guns, Su Elegy couldn't help but hang a few colors, but he finally came to the front of the bridge covered with purple flowers.

The nine songs, Su Elegy sat there and played calmly, and the ghost behind him, who had just been killed and had not had time to be wiped out, stood up slowly, and slowly gathered towards the bridge.

Holding the qin, Su Elegy stepped onto the bridge with all his might, facing the ghosts and monsters rushing over, and the flowers were flying wildly, and purple flowers were scattered all over the sky, falling on the water and the shore one after another, as well as on her body.

Su Elegy fought his way out and smashed the night building, leaving the rest to the unconscious ghosts behind her.

A goblin that was knocked away slammed into the door of the night building, and the door was slammed open. The sword slashed into the middle of the stage, and on tiptoe, she jumped onto the place where the white skeleton sat on the stage, kicked the skeleton, and kicked the skeleton down, and the old god sat on the chair above.

Cocking Erlang's legs, she supported her chin with her hands, and looked contemptuously at the various demons and monsters who were on guard all over her body below, "What about the red clothes, let him come out, or ......", Su Wangge carried the spiritual power in the spirit gathering box and hit a ghost, and it disappeared in an instant.

The faces of the ghosts below changed and changed, and they unconsciously took a step back.

"Who should I be, isn't this the famous demon Su Elegy? What are you doing here?" A gloomy male voice sounded, and a ghost in red clothes and white masks slowly came down from the second floor.

Su Wangge hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "The ghost king said that he laughed, I am a person from the Xianmen, of course I am here to promote good and punish evil."

The red-clothed world seemed to hear some big joke, and laughed so much that his body trembled, "Hahahahaha......ha What do you say hahaha...... That's it for you haha...... A wicked person like you is embarrassed to say the words "punish evil and promote good?"

Su Wangge thought about it seriously and nodded, "Oh, yes, that'...... Then I'll kill you and get rid of me...... Who is not a righteous man and a gentleman in the skin of morality, does the senior brother think it is right?"

The red-clothed man paused as he went downstairs, "How do you know?"

Su Elegy curled his lips and smiled innocently, "I'm smart", after speaking, Yang Qi slammed his spiritual power into the red cloth, he dodged it lightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: Isn't Su Elegy's Jin Dan already abolished? How can there be spiritual power?

"Lao Tzu's Jin Dan is not wasted, I didn't expect it" Su Wangge raised his eyebrows lightly, and laughed wildly, "Even if Lao Tzu is dead, he can also peel off a layer of skin from you"

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