She hissed, half out of strength, it turned out that she would have such an expression, Mu Shen pried open her teeth, and looked at her like a frightened deer, because she was too shy to look directly into his eyes, but it made Mu Shen feel more and more pitiful. But more and more crazy thoughts came to my mind.

But he wanted more, wanted to see more expressions that he didn't know, and he couldn't wait to attribute everything to him.

Cheng Yu did not refuse.

He didn't know why he had longed for her so much.

Maybe a long time ago, maybe just this moment.

They don't want to dig into it anymore.

Only at this moment, they belong to each other, and they are deeply trapped in it, which is fate and calamity.

Mu Chen hadn't pulled out his sad and painful emotions yet, and suddenly saw that the body of the concubine he had finally saved was gradually becoming transparent. He was stunned: "What's going on?!"

Jun Li said: "It seems that you have failed to portray a living woman in your memory...... I think the ghost king noticed the abnormality in this, so he started to repair it? ”

"That old man!" Mu Chen gritted his teeth hatefully: "I'm just changing a little, but can't he even satisfy my last wish?"

"I can probably guess what this place is." Jun Li said: "This is the Book of Artifact Sen Luo Wanxiang, right?"

“…… I didn't expect to be discovered by you. Mu Chen's face sank: "Yes, this is the so-called forbidden place of the ghost clan, here is sealed the book of all things, the ghost clan connects this artifact to the sea of death, and all the words that appear here are memories worthy of being engraved into the book."

"I've long heard that the Book of Vientiane can change one's life against the sky...... It's no wonder that the Oni Clan sealed it here. Jun Li said: "Now that the Ghost King knows your purpose, what else can you do now?"

"What else can be done? Of course, nothing can be helped. Mu Chen looked at the scene that was gradually scattered overhead, and they returned to their original place, and the ghost king was already standing in front of them.

"Then you should wake up too, right?" Jun Li said to Huang Mo in her arms, but she was still unconscious.

"Even if you pretend to be asleep, you will have to face me sooner or later. Do you want to sleep like this for the rest of your life? Jun Li frowned, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had found something, he stroked Huang Mo's cheek, and it had been cold for a long time.

"What did you do?!" Jun Li knew in an instant that her soul was still trapped in the Book of Vientiane, and she couldn't help but say angrily at the Ghost King, the cold sharpness in her eyes actually forced Mu Chen back a few steps for a while.

Ghost King Xuanyi raised his eyes, facing the dumbfounded Jun Carp, he stood still, as steady as Mount Tai: "You don't have to worry. I'm just asking her to do one thing for me. ”

Huang Mo felt that his body and mind were floating in the air, with the breath of wind and the smell of earth. There is also a faint cold fragrance that comes from nowhere.

The insect song is low brown, and the long moon is like practice.

Huang Mo turned his head, finally

I saw this slowly unfolding scene, but this scene was very unfamiliar, and suddenly I heard a voice calling: "Are you ...... How is it here? ”

Huang Mo turned her head and saw a woman's hazy figure appear in front of her, she didn't know why, her eyebrows seemed a little blurred, Huang Mo looked at it calmly again, and suddenly felt a pang in her heart: "Are you spiritual sense?"

The woman's voice was also broken: "I don't have ...... Malicious, just ...... I don't know how to do ...... Anyway, I was ...... You ......"

Huang Mo has one head and two big: "What are you talking about?"

The woman seemed to realize that she couldn't communicate with her, so she suddenly smelled a scent of flowers, and a memory that was not her own appeared in Huang Mo's mind.

Chu Ge didn't know when he began to derive consciousness. In the realm of the three thousand floats, all things in the world nourish grace and endow spirituality, she is petite, but it is the most dull one, when the sisters are transformed into human form, refining wisdom, laughing and laughing, she can only shrink in the darkest corner, the morning fog is very short, she needs to hurry up and remain motionless, across the water droplets that gradually form on her arms, slowly gather into drops, seep into her feet, let her survive for a long time.

She has always known that she is not beautiful, because she was born short, she can only strive to beg for precious sunshine and rain in the brocade, in the depths of this ghost world, a lot of strange flowers and plants were born, and after cultivating the human form, the group of flowers and flowers complemented each other. Those of her clan are even more red like fire, and they are glamorous. And only she has been holding a wilting yellow bud for hundreds of years, how to look at it, it is like a weed suddenly emerging in this Qihua jade tree.

The ghost clan was originally a turbid place, but the flowers and trees that could be fed up were all because of the unique hobby of the lord of the ghost clan, and only he maintained such a good atmosphere in such a harsh environment, and only he could still grow live flowers and plants on this extremely harsh soil, as if the environment could not affect him at all.

The discordant note mixed in with the group soon attracted attention, but the person who planted them did not care that the harmonious beauty he had cultivated was disastrously destroyed by her, but leaned over with great interest, and clamped her head that she longed to bury herself in the soil, and after carefully studying it for a long time, she was ready to realize that she would be uprooted, but she heard him say: "He looks so ugly, but his vitality is very tenacious."

She was silent.

Then try to stretch your body. The overly huge bud on the top of her head was trembling by her, holding it up little by little, desperately squeezing out her facial features from the bud, so difficult, for the first time, maybe the last time in this short life, she saw his face clearly.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated.

For so many years, although she can't cultivate a human form, she can still speak like a person. She was in a mood of being depressed and cold, and tried her best to defend her last dignity, but this time she saw it clearly, and she had to defend it with the feeling of dying

The dignity just fell to the feet.

The eyebrows are like swords and jade, and the eyes are like stars. Dark green gemstones are embellished on the white brocade forehead, as bright as the moon, and the branches are astonishing.

He saw her trembling and shaking her unformed facial features, he was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "What, what am I saying wrong?"

Ku stood up and trembled his head, and slammed forward without warning. It was dark, and she only felt that she was young and freshly formed, and there was a warm touch from the senses used to speak.

(End of chapter)