Chapter Twenty-Nine: Cheap Mother

The green smoke lingered, the mist rose, and the attendants helped the woman out of the bath left and right, wiping her body for her. Through the screen, the woman's posture was graceful and graceful under the cover, but when she was hugged and walked out, she found that the body that should have ice muscles and jade bones turned out to be rotten bones.

The attendants led Xin Zhi to the dressing table and put on a new dress for her, the turquoise emerald smoke shirt was draped over her body, the hem was a green grass pleated skirt embroidered with scattered flowers, the pearl butterfly hairpin on her head was removed and replaced with a jasper night pearl, and the bronze mask was removed and replaced with a silver mask carved with a hollow phoenix. The leather gauntlets on the wrists have also been transformed into brocade gloves, which look beautiful and elegant from a distance.

After finishing the makeup, the attendants retreated in turn, Mo Shan pushed the door in, and saw Xin Zhi, who was sitting next to the dressing table and obediently looking at himself in the bronze mirror, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Girl, Lord Xuegu, please." No wonder he was a little shocked, Xin Zhi looked like a stray kitten before, dirty, and a demon corpse, so he was very disdainful of her.

But since Xuegu asked him to send Xin Zhi to Fengyi Palace, Mo Shan has looked at Xin Zhi differently. Her body was covered by her clothes, and her face was obscured by a mask, and she looked like a normal woman. She sat quietly, staring curiously at her new outfit, dignified and demure with a little shy timidity, which made people feel love.

Mo Shan shouted, Xin Zhi turned his head and looked at him quietly, for a moment, it seemed to coincide with the figure of another beautiful Qiuyue a long time ago, he briefly softened his eyebrows, and said solemnly again, "Girl, it's time to go." ”

Xin Zhi's wrists were locked by iron shackles, and she was a little uncomfortable dragging on the ground, her steps were vague and staggering, and she walked slowly to Mo Shan, raised her locked hand and approached him, her pale red eyes flashed brightly, Mo Shan didn't move, just said lightly: "Follow me, let's go." ”

Maybe he felt that Xin Zhi didn't have the ability to escape, or maybe it was similar to the old man's body shape, he didn't be as rude as before, but kept his distance and walked in front, never treating prisoners like a prisoner,

He walked ahead, and when he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of Xin Zhi walking crookedly on the hem of her skirt, deliberately slowing down her pace so that she could keep up. It's just that the skirt is too long, and the sole of Mingzhu's shoe stepped on it, slid suddenly, and the whole person pounced out.

Mo Shan had been paying attention to her, and when he saw that someone was about to fall, he quickly retreated in front of him and intercepted him. The figures of the two overlapped, the distance suddenly narrowed, under the Chinese lamp, his eyelashes fluttered like crow feathers, and his extremely black pupils were like the sky that did not see the light of day all year round, and the complex and heavy emotions made Xin Zhi a little unable to see clearly.

She wasn't hurt, but she was a little surprised that Mo Shan reacted so quickly.

The two of them were stunned until an attendant came to report, "Guard Mo, Lord Xuegu is waiting for you inside." ”

Hearing this, Mo Shan let go of Xin Zhi, turned his back to her and said to the attendant, "I'll take her in, I'm tired." ”

The white and clean hall reflects the tear-clear crystal pearl light, ethereal and illusory, making it impossible to distinguish where the real scene is and where is the reflection. It is surrounded by inverted bell-like flowers, the calyxes are white, and the bone china glows with a translucent sheen.

And in the middle, the orchestra is ringing, and hundreds of Maiko are lightly stretching their long sleeves, like a hundred flowers blooming, and these women are all bewitching and natural.

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed, and a young girl appeared alone in the midst of the dancing girls, her delicate body spun and flew from the ground. Hundreds of beauties gathered in a circle, waving their jade hands, dozens of blue ribbons fluttered out lightly, the hall seemed to be flooded with blue waves, and the girl flew to the ribbon in the air, slender feet, fluttering clothes, like a Lingbo fairy.

There was applause in the hall, and the sound of surprise was endless.

After the dance, the girl walked slowly with light steps towards the snow valley where she was sitting in the town.

She knelt on the ground reverently, her shoulders were shaved and her waist was thin, her white and flawless skin was pale pink, and her apricot eyes looked at the ghost king with reverence.

It was evident that the girl's admiration had flattered Yukiya, and she looked at it with a smile, reaching out and caressing her fair cheeks lovingly. Then he took a tourmaline chain from her neck and hung it on her chest.

"Take your reward."

The Ghost King has rare treasures from all over the world, and this necklace contains the essence of heaven and earth for ten thousand years, which can help the cultivation to progress by leaps and bounds.

The girl's eyes were full of joy, and she picked up the necklace on the ground and couldn't put it down. Who knows, but I heard the man in front of me, "From tomorrow, you can go back." ”

Suddenly, the girl's face instantly pulled down from overjoy, and she looked at Xue Gu in disbelief, and the strong resistance in her eyes was unmistakable. However, Yukiya didn't pay attention to it, and just motioned for the attendant beside her to take her down.

The girl was reluctant to leave, like petals, her soft lips opened but she was forced to be afraid to make a sound, she slowly kowtowed to the snow valley with tears in her eyes, and then got up and retreated step by step.

After a moment, Xue Gu, who was sitting directly above, picked up the wine bottle in his hand and slowly lifted it. With lazy eyes, he glanced at the various demons below: "I have gathered everyone here today because I have something important to tell you. ”

"My son is exquisite, favored by ghosts and gods, and will return to the world."

Hearing this, all the demons below were in an uproar. Xue Gu said again, "Pass the order, and Xuan Shao Master will enter the hall!" ”

Outside the door, Mo Shan squatted down and rolled up his skirt for Xin Zhi, and when he saw the attendant Xuan and the two entering the hall, he no longer rubbed it, and he led Xin Zhi, who was dressed in a gorgeous dress, into the palace.

The moment the demons saw Xin Zhi, the noisy hall seemed to be frozen, so quiet that they could almost hear each other's breathing, Xue Gu was very satisfied with everyone's performance when they saw this, and their expressions when they saw this demon corpse were as surprised as they were at that time.

This female demon corpse, from her body shape to her demeanor, is almost exactly the same as her daughter Linglong!

As everyone knows, Xue Gu had a daughter named Linglong in the mortal world back then.

At that time, people and demons were at war, and the fighting was inextricable, and the corpses were all over the field, and the ghosts wailed, and the world was hell.

Good at demagoguery, the demon cultivator who cultivates forbidden art is more obviously on the top, while the ghost, demon, and beast who are relatively weak are attached to the demon cultivator.

Under the control of the demons, this world seems to have fallen into hell. Demons are respected, demons are secondary, people again, and the lowest is ghosts.

And Linglong is half-human, half-ghost.

People, except for monks, have no spiritual power, although they are weak, but they can always unite together to deal with demons and monsters from all sides. Demon beasts like to be alone, but because they are naturally strong, they are never afraid of danger.

Only ghosts, either out of anger or reluctance, are left in the world all day long.

They need to suck the essence qi and refine it into the inner pill, but because they are too weak, they often become food for the strong. In order to survive, they must find attachment and cultivate more strongly in order to be able to protect themselves.

Xue Gu took his daughter and avoided danger all day long, and when he finally cultivated the entity, he came back to find that his daughter had been infected with the plague and had already died of illness at home.

For a thousand years, she has been looking for the right body, with people, demons, and even demon corpses.

The human and demonic bodies, after merging into the half-human, half-ghost souls, quickly decayed because they couldn't stand such a heavy yin qi. On the contrary, the most unloved demon corpse happens to be the best container.

The demon corpse has no soul, and because it is dead, it can just contain the soul of a half-human and half-ghost.

It's just that it can't hold the soul in the body. Over the years, because Snow Valley has constantly fused Linglong's soul with other bodies, his already fragile soul has also been hit hard.

If you can't find a body that can fuse, Linglong will slowly fade away.

Yesterday, Xue Gu heard from his subordinates that a conscious female demon corpse had come to the ghost market. This demon corpse has consciousness, which means that she can keep her original soul in the corpse refining forbidden art?

The boss who found the demon corpse wanted to buy it and give it to Xue Gu, but her owner said that he would not sell it, which aroused Xue Gu's curiosity, and she wanted to send someone to follow these people, but she didn't expect Mo Shan to bring Xin Zhi back by mistake when he captured the prince of the Jiao clan.

Her arrival made Snow Valley's already desperate heart surging at once, like a plant in a already arid desert meeting sweet rain. So in the main hall, he couldn't wait to release his spiritual sense to explore Xin Zhi's body, until he found a trace of pure and incomparably strong and domineering spiritual power that did not belong to each other.

That spiritual power was domineering and fierce, stabbing Xue Gu, who was the ghost king, fiercely.

However, Xue Gu has never been in such a good mood: a demon corpse with consciousness descended from the sky to give Linglong a new life.

She thinks that this may be the only way to save Linglong's soul, and if she misses it, where can she find a demon corpse that also has consciousness?

At first, Xue Gu was still a little nervous, but after the subordinates put Linglong's clothes on the demon corpse, sure enough, the moment she saw Xin Zhi, the last doubt in her head was gone. The girl in front of her in gorgeous clothes, her gestures are all exquisite shadows, Xue Gu's eyes are sore, thousands of years of waiting and longing, all the pain she has suffered turned into sweet tears at this moment.

For so many years, all the demon kings knew very well that Snow Valley had only one purpose, and that was to resurrect their only daughter, Linglong.

This is also the only pillar and weakness of the ghost king for so many years. Everyone knows that she is ruthless, but she is only open to eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, and these girls almost look the same mold: apricot eyes, pink faces, pure and lovely..... Maybe that's what Linglong looks like? After so many failures, Yukiya has long since become numb from the initial anger, and everyone is full of sympathy when they see the Ghost King.

Until today, when he saw Xin Zhi appear in the main hall, Xue Gu's eyes rekindled with brilliance.

She held on to her seat, slowly got up from above, stared at the vibrant green at the door, opened her mouth, and said softly, "Ling... Long? ”

shouted and saw that Xin Zhi did not respond, Xue Gu knew that she was out of shape, she walked down the jade steps and walked towards Xin Zhi, ignoring the tall Moshan in front of her and jumping over, and when she faced Xin Zhi, she raised her hand and looked up and down, and finally stopped at her shoulders, and softened her voice again, for fear of disturbing her, "My Linglong... My baby? ”