Late at night, in the silent valley of the dark border.

The sky was dark, there was no moon shadow and starlight, and the deep darkness shrouded the blue waves and pools, and the dark sacrifice was still sleeping.

The ghost-faced girl was dressed in a yellow robe, standing on the edge of the pool, the night wind gently blowing her robe, and she stared at the unconscious princess of the demon world under the water in a daze.

At the bottom of the pond without a trace of external light, just the faint red glow around the red lotus was enough for Bing Ning to see her face clearly.

This handsome woman in men's clothes was lying quietly at this time, and her eyebrows finally showed a trace of the gentleness of her daughter who was hard to find on weekdays. Although she is not beautiful, she has the unyielding arrogance of a demon princess, a beauty that is not pretentious, unpretentious, and tenacious.

Bing Ning secretly said that if it weren't for the unknown reason that she always had to go against herself, she really wouldn't hate her so much.

The red lotus was dressed in a red robe, and when she saw it, she couldn't help but think of the scorching strings, the summer strings, and the red candles in the tomb...... I also remembered what Bai Zetu had said, about the Chaos Holy Fire, about the Burning String and the Red Lotus.

Where is the fox? Is he okay?

Why did Yan Lie take him captive? It must have been for the Holy Fire, and perhaps, for the Red Lotus.

The Demon Venerable won't hurt him, will the Burning String cooperate with the cultivation of the Holy Fire?

Will he marry Red Lotus?

At this moment, Bing Ning didn't know what kind of person he was. Is it good, is it evil? It's not.

Perhaps, she was just helpless.

Red Lotus, why do you hate me, torture me, and threaten me so much!?

Red Lotus, do you know how much I hate you!? You forced me to do something that I find terrible and despicable!!

The night breeze grew stronger, and the hem of the ghost-faced man's robe began to flutter in the wind.

The wind rushed into her arms, as if she was going to tear someone apart, and the darkness in her heart was about to move, and black claws stretched out from nowhere, grabbing her body, choking her neck, trying to pull her into the abyss of sin.

The devil's claws pulled out the cold moon from the center of her eyebrows, and the ghost-faced man held a scimitar in his hand, and secretly made up his mind to jump into the blue pool.

The cold cold moon ice blade pressed against the princess's reddish neck, and the slender jade hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

She didn't hurt you...... She didn't reveal your identity...... She didn't snatch your fox!

No, she wants to burn you to death with the Red Lotus Karma Fire! She just hasn't had enough of you! She just wants to blackmail you! She will expose you at any time!

You must kill her, or you'll be the one who dies!

You have to kill her, she's a woman who has proposed to the scorching strings! She's the princess of the Demon Realm, she has the backstage of the Demon Venerable, if she wants to rob you, can you grab it?

No...... Bingning, do you want to kill her so much, is it because you are afraid that she will expose you, or are you afraid that she will steal the strings?

Damn it......

Bingning stood at the bottom of the pool, his heart in a mess, struggling, tangled, contradictory, divided, and painful...... It sucks!

Suddenly, she felt a strange light shining on her head, and when she looked up, it was a pair of eyes that shone with yellow, orange and orange fluorescence.

The eyes of the ghost priest were puzzled, and the round ears in the middle of the top of his head swayed back and forth, as if asking Bingning: What are you doing?

Bing Ning and the Ghost Sacrifice looked at each other silently for a moment, then suddenly put away the cold moon, flew ashore, and landed beside the Ghost Sacrifice.

She looked up into the eyes of the Ghost Priest and asked lightly, "The Shadow Sacrifice, can you understand what I am saying?"

The Priest nodded.

Bing Ning said again: "The woman under the water is not a good person, she hurts you, hurts me, you kill her, okay?"

The ghost priest seemed to be stunned, staring at the ice condensation in a daze, and the round ears on the top of his head kept swinging back and forth.

"She's a wicked person! She hurt you! I saved you! I helped you pull out the demon pestle! You should listen to me and kill her!"

The priest's gaze sank, and then he nodded again.

Bing Ning breathed a long sigh of relief, took two steps away, turned his back to the Hidden Sacrifice and the pool, and looked into the dark distance.

Immediately, there was a splash of water behind him, and Bing Ning knew that it was the Ghost Sacrifice who jumped down.

Bingning's heart was pounding, did this count as killing her?

She suddenly regretted it.

Bing Ning turned around suddenly, wanting to call back the secret sacrifice, but saw that he was paddling in the pool, paddling towards the opposite bank of the blue wave pool.

Bing Ning looked to the opposite side, but saw a man in black wearing a hat and black veil standing on the shore, holding a bright lamp that flashed with a faint blue light.

"Ghost Sacrifice, you are confused......"

The young man's voice was eerie, slightly hoarse with a kind of charm, and he couldn't hear the tone of mind.

The priest quickly swam to the opposite shore, shook off the splash, and obediently lay down beside the man in black.

The man in black didn't look at the ghost sacrifice again, but just looked at the ghost-faced man on the other side motionlessly, the brim of his hat covered his eyes, the black veil on his face covered his nose and chin, and he was dressed in a black robe without any embellishment, exuding a cold aura around his body.

Bing Ning shuddered when he saw it, only to feel that this person was like crawling out of the grave, and he was not angry at all.

The man in black appeared in front of Bing Ning in the blink of an eye like a ghost, and then didn't look at her, and slowly sat cross-legged by himself, his movements were soft and elegant, without making the slightest sound.

"Let's talk. ”

The man in black also said in a voice that seemed to come out of the grave.

The ghostface took two steps back and sat down cautiously a little further away from the man in black.

The man in black faced the waterhole and said quietly, "Princess Yanyi, do you dare to move?"

The ghost-faced girl's body trembled.

"I don't have ......"

"You have. ”

"You saw it all and asked me why I was doing? Dare to ask the master, how do you get to the Blood River from here?"

The man was silent for a moment, and said coldly, "I won't let you enter the Dark City." If you want to go to the River of Blood, you have to go out through the Yanyi City Gate. ”

"This ...... Why can't I go to the Dark City?"

"Because I don't know you. ”

"Don't you know each other now?"

"Less flamboyant. ”

Bing Ning sighed in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at the black lion on the other side who was playing with himself.

"You are the master of the Ghost Sacrifice, and I am the pet beast that saved you. ”

"I'm not, and you didn't try to save him. ”

The ghost-faced girl's voice was raised, "I saved him!"

The man in black sneered lightly, did not answer, stretched out his long white slender fingers, and drew three blue light handwriting in the air in front of him.

Nightfall.

The three characters were written in a haphazard manner, as if a man had written them with his left hand.

"Night...... Diaphragm ...... Bai, such a complicated name...... My name is Xiao Shi, and now we know each other. ”

The ghost-faced girl wooed the night girl in a friendly, almost flattering tone.

"Little Rock...... Hmph......"

Ye Yan snorted coldly, Bing Ning listened very uncomfortable, but he didn't know why, so he didn't blame.

There was a dead silence between the man in black and the ghost-faced man, both of whom looked at the sacrifice on the other side, and as if he was tired of playing, he lay down again, licking his paws in comfort.

The blue lights of the night are shining brighter and brighter, and the entire blue water and shore scenery are glowing with a faint blue light.

"Ghost Priest, come here. ”

The ghostly voice of the night suddenly broke the silence, and he slowly stood up.

The ghost priest then swam over, jumped ashore with agility, and when he shook his mane, the water splashed, and the man in black didn't care, but the ghost-faced girl saw the splash coming, and reflexively got up to dodge.

"Bring it. ”

The night was silent and said to the priest.

The seven-eared black lion then opened his mouth wide, and then a pestle with a dark blue glow flew out of his mouth, spun in midair a few times, and then landed on the right hand raised by the Night.

Ye Yan held the demon pestle with one hand, put it in front of his eyes and stared intently, and looked slightly at the ghost-faced man who was facing the black lion and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Take it. ”

Hearing this, Bing Ning suffocated her breath, took two steps forward in a daze, and took the demon pestle raised towards her.

"What does this mean?" Bing Ning was puzzled.

Ye Yan gently touched the black mane of the Yu Sacrifice, then looked at the other side of the pool, and then sat down slowly.

After he sat down, he said quietly, "Now, you are the master." ”

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