Layers of ink and stone overlapped, smudged with black weirdness, two copper-black sculptures similar to divine beasts, huge and incomparably open big mouths on both sides of the palace, the three conspicuous words of the ghost prison palace stood in an arc on the door of the 10,000-year-old copper, noble and deserted, and the two doors of the 10,000-year-old copper were open.

Che Qing turned her back to the copper-colored pillars in the palace, her long black hair hung down on her luxurious robe and dragged to the ground, a feather flew past her and stood on the copper-colored pillar, Che Qing took off the feather with her slender hand.

The feather reads: The ghost has helped Zhang Chirushan, the right general of the fox king who has gathered blood in the mountain, to ascend to the throne.

Che Qing looked at the words on the feather, and thought to herself: "Ghost Sue, your ambition is not small, wait for me to get the phoenix god clothes and then come to clean you up." Che Qing clenched his fist and instantly pinched the feather into ashes and disappeared into the air.

"Lord Che Qing, are you looking for me?" A very handsome and melancholy man, with an expressionless face and an obvious tear mole under the corner of his eye, walked behind Che Qing and said respectfully to Che Qing.

"What a bunch of useless things, you go and get that woman in a five-colored butterfly dress. Che Qing ordered angrily, remembering to give the order to the angry god, stabbing the heart, and controlling the stars, but they all returned empty-handed.

"Devil May Cry obeys, I don't know why you arrested this woman, but as long as it is your order, I am willing to arrest this woman for you. Devil May Cry said before turning and disappearing into the Ghost Prison Palace.

Devil May Cry is the third most beautiful man in the ghost clan, characterized by an obvious tear mole under his eyes, he is a very gloomy man, with a pair of melancholy eyes, and he doesn't seem to know how many affectionate past things are hidden.

Seeing that they are about to arrive at the noisy street market in the late past, the pouring rain is coming, drenching their clothes, the late past is the only way to go to the Feng Mountain, it is a flowery, casual and romantic street market, and the same as last time, or live in the dream of the inn.

In order to avoid being chased and killed by the people of the ghost clan, Mu Butterfly and the Ru family sisters all changed into men's clothes, only Shi Ziying still didn't like to wear men's clothes, and still wore her expensive peony printed gown willfully, and Miss Xia, who never wore women's clothes all year round, still wore coarse men's clothes as always, but with an extra fake beard on her face.

"Boss, come to eight rooms and ask for the best. Shi Ziying's generosity has long been deeply engraved in the impression of the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper clearly remembers that it was this woman wearing a peony print who gave a gold ingot when she first came to the Dream Afterlife Inn.

"I remember you guys, the last time you stayed here. The shopkeeper looked at Shi Ziying, the generous and generous daughter, and his eyes were so happy that his eyes became a slit, thinking that he didn't know how many ingots of gold he would give this time.

Shi Zi Hotaru put the two ingots of silver on the table. The shopkeeper's smile instantly became a smiling face, and the shopkeeper clearly remembered that last time Shi Ziying asked for a first-class guest room, and he had already given him an ingot of gold, but this time he only took out two ingots of silver, and his disappointed face showed a forbearant smile.

"Well, I said, girl, these two ingots of silver are not enough for these eight fine rooms. The shopkeeper instantly stopped the eight of them from walking upstairs.

"I said you, the shopkeeper, we've been out for so long, and the money has been almost spent, that's all, you take it. I'll bring you double it when I get back to the house later. Shi Zi Hotaru pushed the shopkeeper's blocked hand away.

"No, girl, how do I know which house you are? Otherwise, how about I arrange a normal room for you?" the shopkeeper stood in front of them.

"You... I'm a stone...."Shi Ziying was so angry that he pointed at the shopkeeper, and before he could say whose house he was, he was pulled over by Shi Yingjun.

The guests who were eating on the first floor raised their heads and looked at the eight of them, Shi Yingjun was afraid of startling the snake, which was eye-catching, so he pulled Shi Ziying aside, took out a silver ingot and stuffed it into Shi Ziying's hand, and whispered: "Seven of us live in an ordinary guest room, and you live in a first-class guest room alone." ”

Shi Ziying pursed her lips and walked upstairs without saying a word. Shi Ziying didn't give the ingot of silver that Quartz Jun gave her to the shopkeeper, and she was not in the mood to live differently from everyone else at this time.

Everyone went back to their room, put down the baggage, and the butterfly was sorting out her baggage, at this time Shi Ziying pushed the door without saying a word, and the butterfly put down the burden in her hand, looking at Shi Ziying, who pushed the door without saying hello, and didn't know what to say.

"Girl, my clothes have just been soaked in the rain, so lend me your clothes to wear. "The domineering Shi Ziying had already taken a fancy to the white fox fur coat of the butterfly by the phoenix pond in the Blood Gathering Mountain.

"This ......" Mu Butterfly suddenly didn't know what to say, whether to borrow or not?

"Girl, don't be so stingy, lend me your clothes. Anyway, you haven't been wearing women's clothes lately. As he spoke, he forcibly took the burden of clothes in the butterfly's hand and walked out triumphantly.

"Hey....." Before the butterfly could say whether to lend or not, Shi Ziying had already walked out of the door, and only the butterfly was left in the room standing in place, looking at the back of Shi Ziying's departure, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Shi Ziying took the butterfly's baggage, returned to his room, and happily studied the five-colored butterfly skirt taken out of the butterfly's baggage, and the fox fur coat that even the best dressmaker in his house couldn't make.

This five-colored butterfly skirt, one by one the five-colored butterflies are sewn up by hand, the workmanship is very fine, meticulous, even this piece of fabric made of skirt is a fabric that has never been seen before, even the largest cloth village has never seen this kind of fabric.

Shi Ziying put her hand on the skirt, raised her palm, and through the fabric of the skirt, at a glance, the fabric of this skirt is indeed very breathable and will not wrinkle, very high-end.

Then I picked up the luxurious fox fur coat, the soft white hair, the slender and shiny hair, the roots were distinct, I rubbed it with my hand, and the fallen hair instantly returned to its original state, and the whole piece of hair did not look like it was spliced together, and the material of the fur coat that I had seen in Buzhuang before was completely different.

If it is said that it is the hair of a fox that has lived for tens of thousands of years, but it is impossible to find a hair that has been around for a long time, how long has it been that the hair of a fox has lived to have such a gloss.

The whole hair is the same thickness, and I tried to pull it out with my hands, but I couldn't pull it out at all, and it was surprisingly strong.

Shi Ziying changed into a five-colored butterfly skirt, and thought: It is said that the name of the butterfly is still taken by Quartz Jun, and it comes from the five-color butterfly on this skirt, I don't know what will happen if this skirt is worn on the body, and Quartz Jun will see it.

Shi Ziying was wearing a five-colored butterfly skirt, looked in front of the mirror, combed her hair with her slender hands, looked at the skin on her face, and looked at the skirt on her body again.