She wasn't lying to her big brother, in that empty city, her younger siblings sometimes recognized her and played with her, but sometimes it was like turning into a demon and beating her all over her body.

"Big brother, tomorrow night, Yin'er will be waiting for you in the empty city, you and those uncles and uncles must come, Yin'er knows, that bad guy must be in the empty city." The little girl in red said extremely seriously.

The bad guy who set fire to the whole town of Moissan! The eldest brother is right, although she doesn't know what it means to be foolish and discerning, but there is a sentence that she really understands, and what she owes someone will have to be repaid after all.

The moonlight was melting, Ye Ling still saw the firmness on the little girl's face, she leaned over, kissed the little girl's face like a dragonfly, and said shallowly: "Okay, the big brother and Yin'er pull the hook, the hook hangs, and it will not change for a hundred years." ”

The red-clothed voice nodded excitedly, smiled sweetly, and cautiously stretched out her little hand to hook up with her big brother.

Immediately, the small red-clothed figure faded and became lighter, and suddenly appeared at the end of Moissan, where the figures were longing, the scenery was pale in an instant, and it was quickly pitch black, and the weeping ghost had no way to escape, and the soul was naked and stiff......

The drizzling rain was pouring down in the night, everything was damp, the skin of the trees and dirt was beginning to fester, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell.

Ye Ling returned to the courtyard, there was a female corpse hanging at the door, with long black damp hair sticking to her head, and she was wearing a very ordinary cloth clothes, except for a pair of red cloth shoes with embroidery on her feet, which was particularly thrilling. The red shoes were very old, a dull red with mottled lines and pieces of bare blood.

Ye Ling hooked his lips and smiled, flicking his sleeves carelessly, and the illusion dissipated.

"Presumably Ye Ling has gained something." The smile on Yin Heng's lips was clean and clear.

Before he stepped into the house, he heard the soft voice of Yin Heng.

"Tomorrow will tell." Ye Ling stepped gracefully and calmly, speaking lazily, with three points of recklessness and seven points of sharpness in his phoenix eyes!

The next day.

The winter rain fell for half the night.

The grass and trees are covered with a thin layer of frost, which looks crystal clear.

And Moissan, which looks peaceful and quiet, has undergone earth-shaking changes!

The old houses in the ancient street still maintain the appearance of the year, but the cracks have climbed up the carved doors and windows, the carved doors and windows are no longer bright, and the bright Mingtang has been woven with cobwebs, which seem to peel off at a slight touch.

The white walls were yellowed and black, empty, and on a stinking and dirty blanket lay a broken pillow and a book or two with pages off, and beside the blanket lay a wooden table with several holes, on top of which lay a bowl that had been broken and several notches, and two plates stained with debris and a pair of short, thin chopsticks. To the right of the wooden table was a cabinet with rotten wood.

The three old men and a group of Yuanying monks were stunned together, isn't it an illusion?

Then all eyes fell on the place where they had rested last night, the ruins and broken trees were charred and black, and the crows' cries were intermittent, echoing over and over again in the town. The desolate wind swept by, and the withered yellow artemisia grass under the snow was blown loudly, and in addition to the boundless snow, only the cold withered grass was left in the eyes.

There are no little girls and peasant village women.

"Young master, this is ......" Elder Li Ge and Elder Yan looked at Yin Heng together, their eyes full of inquiry.

Last night, the young master telegraphed through the air to forbid them to make any movement, and even if they sensed that something was wrong, they still chose to obey the order.

"Young Master, isn't this what Elder Night meant? Knowing that the situation had changed last night, he asked me to wait for the door to be closed, the people in the ink pavilion are so big shelves. ”

"Since it is a yin spirit, it should be scattered, and it will never be reborn!"

A Yuanying monk was a little angry, relying on himself to be a high-level monk, openly and secretly, and there was gloom in his eyes. Dumbo eBook

Why do they have to obey the orders of the elders of this ink pavilion, and follow their words?

Why is it that he is just a small alchemist, and his status in the Ink Pavilion is more noble than that of their high-level cultivators!

Yin Heng was dressed in a brocade robe with a blue silk and jade belt, and his clothes flew as he took a step. Such as jade, the demeanor of the world. Everywhere he passed, everything was shocked, but his always cold voice was cold because of one person: "Shut up." ”

"It's really interesting, behind the scenes, on people, villains, on people, cheeky, hidden pavilion monks, this son has seen it, people are ugly and short, and his mouth is a pit." Ye Ling was half-chaired by the wall, a red dress outlined the Manzhu Sawa with ink-colored thin lines, looking bewitching and bloodthirsty, three thousand green silks were tied up with a jade crown at will, looking lazy and ruffian, and his deep eyes were slightly closed, extremely evil! The slightly raised lip line under the mask, the indescribable extreme danger, and the endless beauty of the clouds.

Ye Ling is not afraid of offending people.

Although the Hidden Pavilion is as noble and powerful as the Ink Pavilion, it is just a few casual cultivators who take refuge in her, and it is not enough to do it to her, she gives Yin Heng face, but it does not mean that she will give face to these insignificant people!

"You...... How dare you insult us? One of the Yuanying monks ignored Yin Heng's eyes and stepped forward with an accusatory face.

"Scolding and scolding, what should you do? Since you are such a mother-in-law, it is good to let you be a woman. Ye Ling raised his eyebrows in an evil spirit, and spoke lazily, like a blood lotus in purgatory, reckless and dangerous to the extreme, and a pill shot into the mouth of the opposite person without giving people a chance to react.

"You...... Yes!!! "The strong-blooded Yuanying monk directly transitioned from a deep male voice to a woman's delicate and charming watery tenderness.

There was a chill behind the surrounding monks, including the three major elders, and their hairs were terrifying, this is the best elixir, one can be auctioned for a sky-high elixir! Elder Night just sent it out at will? And the effect of this ...... It's even more heart-wrenching.

"What have you done to me? What the hell is this pill!! The original rough voice belonging to the Yuanying monk no longer existed, the original angular face began to become ruddy and delicate, fair and shiny, the stubble on the chin fell off one by one, and the thick black eyebrows began to become slender and elegant, moist and loving.

As the changes became more and more obvious, everyone shook in unison, and while the Yuanying monk was gradually getting younger, he also had obvious feminine characteristics.

The bearded man in his forties, although he cannot be said to be physically strong and burly, will never be a weak willow to support the wind, but now...... Transformed into Aro's multi-colored figure, Miaoman's figure, turbulent, white as jade-like skin, faintly exuding the fragrance of a girl.

This scene stunned the jaws of a group of people, shivered with cold, and fell goosebumps......

Elder Mo Yi held Whitebeard's hand and paused, and cleared his throat steadily: "Elder Night is Elder Mo Pavilion, I can't tolerate you and others to provoke wantonly, and now it can be regarded as a punishment with you, so I can do it myself!" ”

The Yuanying monk touched his face, it was extraordinarily delicate, even his five fingers were as warm as jade, pale and faint, and his face was suddenly pale.

Compared with the monk's panic, Ye Ling nodded slowly, and his voice was noble and elegant: "The effect of this Jade Yan Pill is really good, it's a pity to give it to you, if it is a woman, what kind of posture should it be." ”

"Elder Mo Yi," Ye Lingfeng glanced at the old man lightly, and threw over a bottle of Jade Yan Pill: "This Jade Yan Pill is handed over to Mo Pavilion to be fully responsible." ”

"Thank you, Elder Night." The old man Mo Yi was a little unexpectedly excited, and the finale of the next Mo Pavilion auction was there.

"Young Master ......" Yuanying Monk was panicked and angry, and when his hand touched the originally flat chest, which was already as soft as two snow-jade, he was even more ashamed and angry!

"You should be glad that Ye Ling took action on my behalf, the rules of the Hidden Pavilion, don't you still need me to remind you?" Yin Heng said lightly, his body was thin and his face was picturesque, although he still couldn't see, he could still feel cold and cold.

"Subordinate...... Can't. As soon as he heard this, Monk Yuanying's face turned a little pale, and the rules of the Hidden Pavilion ...... Not something he could afford.

Seeing this situation, the people who were originally thinking weird and ready to move this time all reined in their sharpness, but they forgot that the top elders who could sit in the Ink Pavilion were ordinary monks! It was they who had overstepped, and the Night Elder had only given them a warning, and they were no longer interested......

"Ye Ling, let's go." Yin Heng "looked" at Ye Ling softly, the breath around her body was clean without a trace of distractions, and the gentleness seemed to be able to tolerate everything, just like the clear lake water rippling with microwaves under the spring sun.

Ye Ling looked at the man beside him, a noble young man, with a thin and straight posture, walking slowly, like a Zhilan jade tree, light and wind, indescribably noble and elegant, like poetry and painting, and then the corners of his mouth hooked evilly, and he bowed slightly.

The group set off towards the Ghost Sky City.