Qingyun couldn't figure out, why did she come to persuade the master?

Will Master listen to her?

The last time I made the ghost two and them change their faces, they were almost punished, but now I still have palpitations when I think about it. Do you want to rush to agree to this? Qingyun was a little undecided, these things were the most nerve-wracking.

The ghost looked at Qingyun thinking there, a little puzzled, why does this matter still need to be thought through?

Hasn't the master of Dark Chen always been the most fond of Qingyun?

"Master doesn't listen to me, I'...... I'm afraid of being punished! Qingyun was embarrassed, he really didn't dare to provoke the cold master who was happy and angry. As long as the master spoils her, she will dare to provoke anyone in the Death Realm. But if she provokes Master, no one will be able to protect her.

The ghost is silent, and he is very helpless, so who should he consult with about this matter?

The space was suddenly shattered, and the icy aura began to invade.

"Master Dark!" The ghost called out in fear, not knowing how to explain it.

Qingyun was also taken aback, how can this master come when he says it!

"They both won't let me hear the secret!" Yeer complained. Dare to exclude him when sharing secrets, and don't try to implicate him when punished.

His Majesty of Death came over and saw that the space was closed, and he was very puzzled, but he never expected that it was this ghost who was chatting with Qingyun inside. I wondered when these two were so close?

"No, Master! The ghost wants me to persuade you to prepare for your important business. Qingyun quickly found the words of the Tao and said it quickly. After finishing the way, don't forget to stare at this guy Ye'er, I don't know how to talk nonsense, will I put her to death?

His Royal Highness the God of Death is not ready to pursue it, he wants to drink fresh human blood at this time, and he wants to go to the mortal realm to capture Yun Ting back. Yun Ting's ghost has been wandering in the world for a long time, and it is time to bring it back.

The ghost turned into a black mist and followed the Temple of Death. Since this matter is not pursued, there is no need to stay here any longer. He has already done enough to say what he should do.

"Master, what is the reason why I am here?" Qingyun still mustered up all her strength, wanting Master to find out about her existence.

"Go to the mortal realm." His Death Temple said coldly.

Qingyun and Ye'er are so happy that they can finally go to the mortal world to play.

The ghost has a trace of loss, and the master of Dark Chen did not listen to him after all, nor did he listen to Qingyun's advice. If you can't survive this catastrophe, will it bring a painful price to the Death Realm?

The Death Temple casts a spell, and Qingyun, Ghost, and Ye'er disappear in an instant.

Qingyun's fate platform, within a short period of time, there are fire ghosts and gods to take over, and no bold imp dares to trespass without permission.

The piled up of life is not dealt with by God, and it is still piled up, so it is better to deal with it.

This time, with Ye'er's protection, Qingyun could no longer feel the pain of the space tearing his body and mind. I came to the mortal world very smoothly, but is this day and night? Why is it dark everywhere and I can't see a single figure clearly?

Doesn't the mortal world claim to be bustling and prosperous?

This is also called bustling and bustling?

"Isn't it common to say that the mortal world is very lively? Where did those humans go? Qingyun tilted his little head and asked. I'm so curious, I really want to find a human to play with, I wonder if the human body and mind are as pure as her.

Ye Er didn't speak, still with an indifferent attitude.

In fact, this is not a bustling imperial city in the mortal world, just a vast ruin. The wasteland is hundreds of miles, and no one lives there. Legend has it that birds don't poop where they do. Why is it here?

"Wilderness Ruins, how much more do you want to be lively? Yun Ting's soul is floating here, and her body must be here. The ghost reminded, looking at a black light, and at a glance locked on the white-clothed female ghost floating in mid-air.

"Ghost Yunting, don't come and meet His Highness the God of Death!" The ghost shouted.

The female ghost flew by, kneeling down and not touching the ground.

Qingyun was stunned, it turned out that the capture of ghosts had to be carried out day and night. These ghosts and immortals have such good eyesight, and they can find Yun Ting's ghost at such a distance and at such a dark night. If she practices for a hundred days, she won't be able to practice this pair of dark eyes.

Only after a closer look did I realize that Yun Ting was really beautiful. So he cried for a long time before his death, and there were still two lines of tears on Xiu's face.

But the beauty cried, and these three big men who were alive and well were not soft-hearted at all.

Qingyun felt a pity.

"Can His Highness the God of Death make a wish, but Yun Ting has a wish, and then take me away." Yun Ting said pitifully.

Yun Ting hated the injustice of the world, she wanted to avenge herself, if not, she would like to stay in the mortal world and wander for hundreds of years.

The Death Realm has the rules of the Death Realm, which she can't control, and this matter is as clear as a mirror in her heart. But he was not reconciled.

"Let's go." The Death Temple only said one word coldly, as if he was a little impatient, and he saw that the blood was no longer clean. I don't want to spend too much time on Yun Ting.

"Your Highness, is this a promise? Thank you, Your Highness. Yun Ting knelt down and felt a little joy in her heart, although she didn't know the face of His Royal Highness of Death, but he was a beautiful man when he heard the voice.

Qingyun, Ye'er, and the ghost didn't say anything, and they knew very well that these cold words were not consent.

This is to bring Yun Ting to the Death God Realm!

Qingyun looked at the little face full of tears, a little unbearable. He has seen Yun Ting's life, and he is indeed a poor person. Even though I really want to help, I don't have the ability.

Master may be able to help, with this thought, he tugged at the sleeve of His Highness of Death and whispered, "Master, can you help her?" ”

Ye'er and the ghost looked like they hated iron but not steel, and secretly said in their hearts: Why can't this fox demon settle down?

Yun Ting stopped crying and looked at that beautiful face quietly, how could a woman appear?

Displeasure flashed in His Majesty's eyes, this female apprentice is not easy to teach! Why don't you have a long memory after many lessons?

But Qingyun pleaded for Yun Ting in front of all the ghosts, and it was inappropriate to soothe her face. I also want to stay in the mortal world for a while, to see if I can find new fresh human blood. Having made up his mind, he bowed his head and agreed to stay in the mortal world.

Qingyun knew his words at a glance, and Master Death would still take it to heart, and he was very happy in his heart. But this behavior every day will bring trouble to the master, and once again warn himself not to cause more trouble.

Yun Ting stood up cautiously, with doubts in her eyes, this woman could actually ask His Highness the God of Death to give her a license! What is this woman's identity?

The ghost saw that it was a foregone conclusion, and with a flick of his hand, Yun Ting's body and soul were unified again.

Yun Ting, a beautiful woman, was reborn in front of them.

Except for Qingyun, none of them were in a joyful mood.

"Great, now you can do what you want. Remember to be quick, my master is not willing to wait. Qingyun took Yun Ting's hand and reminded him kindly.

Yun Ting withdrew her hand and walked a few steps, thinking back to the past days. If you don't have any help now, how can you take revenge? The anger and hatred in his heart welled up again, and his eyes turned red, and the cruelty in his eyes was enough to kill a hundred people.

Knowing that his ability was shallow, he knelt down again and begged: "Can you help Yunting again?" ”

Ye'er and the ghost secretly scolded in their hearts: This mortal woman is really selfish and cunning, Qingyun has helped her once, and she is not satisfied.

Qingyun was a little embarrassed, she couldn't make up her mind about this matter, and she was afraid of being scolded if she begged the master again. After struggling for a long time, before he could speak, a voice came from his ear.

"Let's go!"

Although it was a simple cold word, it warmed the hearts of Qingyun and Yunting.

In this way, we rushed to Yunfu on foot.

Some big people in Yunfu are still happily preparing for the wedding banquet. Unbeknownst to them, danger was slowly approaching them.

With the blessing of His Majesty of Death, they were a little faster on foot than the others. At dawn, they rushed to Yunfu. At this time, the Yunfu is full of lights, and it is luxurious. The crowd came and went, each with a happy smile on their faces. Every now and then, a few laughs can be heard.

Qingyun felt so lively and kept looking over there. I didn't notice that Yun Ting beside her had already clenched her fists, looking at the plaque full of red ribbons with hatred in her eyes, wanting to collapse the entire Yunfu Mansion.

A certain woman in the center of the crowd saw the living Yun Ting and shouted in horror: "Yun Ting, still alive?" ”

Yun Ting quickly stepped forward and inserted the woman's thin neck, and sneered: "Sister, seeing that I am still alive and well, are you so disappointed?" ”

His Majesty the Grim Reaper, Ye'er and the Ghost watched coldly, and none of this had anything to do with them.

Qingyun felt that this woman's mind had changed a lot, which made her a little difficult to accept. Isn't she a weak woman? How could there be such a scheming?

"No, sister...... Younger sister. "That woman is the bride of today's wedding, Zi Yunjiao, the real murderer of Yun Ting. The voice of talking with his neck is getting smaller and smaller, and every word is so difficult.

The sudden occurrence of the situation caught the people present by surprise. looked at Yun Ting who appeared in a panic, and Yun Jiao, who was stuck in her neck, and didn't know whether she should step forward to help.

Yun Ting's father and today's groom strode out together, and they seemed to be a little surprised in the face of this situation.

Yun Ting's father, Yun Lei, roared: "Stop it, my sisters are still making this joke!" Isn't it embarrassing? ”

The groom is the son of Liu Ye, a well-known family in Dugu Town, a good son. was supposed to be Yun Ting's husband, but now he wants to marry her sister. Can you not make Yun Ting so angry?

Liu Ye wanted to save Yun Jiao, but in the face of such an embarrassed Yun Ting, she was very disgusted in her heart. He personally threw her thousands of miles away, but he didn't expect to return alive.

"You are really a good father, if you are really born from the same root, why be in such a hurry! My sister and your good son-in-law threw me out of the barren mountains and mountains, and you watched coldly. Now that I've just moved my sister's thin neck, you're in a hurry to look like this. Yun Ting yelled hysterically. The heart is so cold, and the hatred is so strong.

The crowd of onlookers pursed their lips one by one, they had heard shocking news. I wanted to happily attend a grand wedding banquet, but I didn't want the inside story to be so dirty. But when they hear this, they won't be killed!

"Hugh is talking nonsense, you didn't stay out all night, stupid!" Cloud Thunderstorm roared like thunder. If this ugly thing is spread and the emperor knows about it, will he still be allowed to exist as an official?

"That's what my father-in-law said! You are a woman who doesn't come home at night, don't you know that women's boudoir is the most valuable? As soon as Liu Ye saw that he could insert words, he slandered them.

The people below whispered one after another, and all they said was dislike for Yun Ting. This behavior is all to curry favor with Yunlei, the head of the town.