After soaking in the hot spring, Hua Yan hummed a little song and put her clothes loosely on her body, her hair was drenched and hung down to her chest, and her perfect silhouette and blood-pumping figure were visible at a glance.

When he saw me, he remembered that I was chased and killed by Rongji, and his face turned serious, "Rongji didn't catch up with you?"

"I caught up, but I was dizzy, and I guess I was carried back to the fairy world by the heavenly soldiers. I explained succinctly, my heart full of Xiao Zhuo, who single-handedly held up the space to rescue me in a nightmare.

"Brother Hua, do you know where I came from? I mean, before I became a demon, who was my surname, but did I have a father and mother?"

Hua Yan pondered for a moment and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to know these things today?

I shook my head, "Just suddenly wondering." ”

"I don't know where you came from. But in your previous life, you were a mortal, with a master who loved you and six senior brothers who doted on you. Hua Yandrunk stopped abruptly halfway through speaking.

My past life? This is the first time I've heard Hua Yan talk about it. In the past, he and Gu Huan avoided talking about it.

"That Yun Po is my senior brother, although I have never met him, I can't forget his name in my mind. ”

Hua Yan was stunned for a moment, "He is your fifth senior brother, why do you remember him alone?"

I shook my head, again remembering him for some reason. In the depths of my mind, I always feel that there is a person named Yun Po, and I will never forget him.

"Xiaohe, if the memories of your past life are more bitter than sweet, do you still want to get them back?" Hua Yandrunk took advantage of the wine and locked me with his soul-soothing peach blossom eyes.

"Forget it, why bother with mediocrity. "I simply refused, now I am happy to be at ease, why bother to find the memories of my past life and add to my own blockage?

After walking away for a long time, I remembered that I was thrown down by me and Hua Yandrunk to defend against Gu Huan, who was afraid of the army. I slapped my head and shouted, "It's a bad dish! Gu Huan shouldn't be outnumbered and killed, right?"

Hua Yan's drunken eyes narrowed, and she was a little happy, "Has he finally returned to the ghost world?" ”

Well, I also think Gu Huan looks too pale. It's just that if he dies for me, I still have to burn some paper money for him.

In order to save trouble, Hua Yanzui and I didn't bother to look for him, but hurriedly went to the mortal bazaar and bought a lot of paper money back. I really don't understand why people in the mortal world always like to burn paper money for the dead. After all, we ghosts never need paper money, and we just need to spend some grudges to buy things.

I rarely use fire, and I still feel a little scared when I throw the paper money with a torch. We ghosts, no matter how powerful we are, are still a little taboo about fire and light. At the moment when the torch was about to touch the paper money, Gu Huan had a black face and walked slowly from a distance.

"Huan Huan, are you okay?" I was surprised and dropped the torch to the ground.

The fire touched the paper money, and the night breeze fueled the flames, spreading rapidly, and a scorching spark bloomed on the spot, enveloping us tightly. Hua Yandrunk and I can easily dodge it, and Gu Huan's sick body will not be easy to avoid this flying disaster. He knelt tremblingly in the ring of fire, his eyes red from the fire, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." Let's be happy and happy!"

Listening to his tone, he seemed to be angry, and he was probably still worried about me and Hua Yandrunk and left him behind. I wanted to sincerely ask for his forgiveness, stretched out my hand to him, and said a little apologetically, "Huan Huan, I promise that I will not leave you next time I encounter danger!"

He turned his head and stubbornly agreed with me, "You don't care about me anymore, then let me burn to death in this lonely night!"

I was full of black lines, but I didn't know that when Gu Huan was angry, she was like the boudoir woman, coquettish, and very difficult to coax. Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, Hua Yan was drunk early, and the tree drank his wine, obviously wanting to stand by, Gu Huan knelt in the fire ring again, staring at me with a white face and resentment, without any sense of survival. It seems that you can only rely on yourself to extinguish the fire!

I'm a ghost, but I'm not just an ordinary ghost. Pingsuli, when you are angry, you can cry out for the wind and rain. But today, I can't cry at all. Many attempts have ended in failure.

At this time, the corners of Gu Huan's clothes had been ignited by sparks spraying everywhere, and the situation was urgent. In a hurry, I twisted a mantra to ask for rain, not wanting to ask for rain, but asking for hail as big as a fist.

......

When did I become so powerful? I looked at my smooth jade hands suspiciously, was it a coincidence?

Hua Yan drunkenly threw away the wine jug, staggered down the tree, squinted at me, and his phoenix eyes were full of shock, "A cultivator with a little bit of the ability to summon wind and rain can also do it, but there are very few people who can summon hail in the Six Realms." It can even be said that there is none. ”

Hmm? I'm so powerful, I'm the first person in the Six Realms to summon hail? It seems that if I don't become an evil ghost in the future, I won't worry about having no way out.

"Ah......h

Gu Huan screamed miserably, his little face turned white and his whole body twitched.

The huge hailstone is more than enough to extinguish the fire, and there is no mercy in smashing people. Gu Huan was hit on the head by a rock-like hailstone, red blood splattered, and black resentment poured out.

"Huan Huan, don't get in the way, right?" I knelt on the ground and looked at him with concern.

It took him a long moment to regain his strength, and the red blood tended to dry up, and the black resentment that kept pouring out condensed into the shape of a mushroom that hung right above his head the moment he got up.

Gu Huan tilted his head, and tears fell, "And, you actually intended to murder your husband, if you don't coax me well, I will definitely not forgive you!"

With that, he tilted his head and left angrily, the mushroom-shaped resentment on his head swaying back and forth with his steps, looking quite cute.

I've never been good at coaxing people, but when I saw Gu Huan leaving, I was happy to be quiet, lying on my back on the burned ground, and I fell asleep.

Hua Yan seemed to sigh for a long time on my side, which was nothing more than some remarks about who I was. Drunkards have poor memory, and this question has to be asked hundreds or thousands of times.

Finally, when he asked me for the umpteenth time what kind of person I was, I was so angry that I sat up straight from the ground, "I'm your uncle!"

"Say it again!"

Rong Ji's cold voice sounded, and his cold eyes glowed with coldness.

......

I covered my head a little dazed, and before I went to bed, I clearly remembered that the person who was thinking about it next to me was drunk, how could I suddenly become a little ancestor of Rong Ji again?

"What a ghost, a temple, following a little ghost all day long, what do you say yourself?" I glanced at him impatiently.

Although he stood on the top of the clouds, he was dressed in white and fairy. But just because he threw me to the Lock Demon Tower, I didn't want to see him very much.

"Savage and evil, stubborn. Rong Ji's thin lips opened a shallow smile, "But this hall has a way to punish you!"

I suddenly felt bad, should this guy want to throw me into a horrible place like the Lock Demon Tower?