Jing Sichen raised his eyes and saw that standing across from him was a man in his early twenties. He was wearing a dark green robe, black hair and a shawl, but there were a few dark reds in the middle.

This man is surrounded by a group of young men dressed in black, and it is not difficult to see that it is this man's followers.

The man looked at Jing Sichen's nose and snorted, and a few clever followers next to him said arrogantly: "You, that's you!" Get dressed and go downstairs. ”

Jing Sichen looked at everyone and knew that he was weak now, and if he really fought, he might not be able to get benefits. The place here is cramped, and if he is outside, he can try his mana by the way, but it is really not possible and it is convenient to run away.

Jing Sichen thought about it, got dressed and followed downstairs. He looked at the man in front of him as he walked, and just heard the shopkeeper call him Prince. Could it be that this person is his uncle, the son of the current ghost king.

If it really is, then it is really a narrow road. I was about to look for them, but I didn't expect him to send it to the door first. However, looking at the way he looked just now, he didn't find out his true identity, but came to the Night Pearl.

After all, in this place where power is worshipped, whoever has a hard fist is the boss. What's more, people are still princes, so they naturally do whatever they want.

So Jing Sichen couldn't imagine that he would be able to enjoy the taste of his guilt today, and quickly went downstairs. The man chose a large table and sat down, and the people around him stood neatly behind him.

Meditation took a look at it and sat down across from him. As soon as he sat down, the attendant said angrily: "Bold, I dare to sit opposite the prince without bowing when I see him!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to come over to talk about meditation, and the man also looked at his subordinates without the slightest intention of helping. Just a lot of meditation, sneering unremittingly.

Jing Sichen naturally didn't let him, and as soon as his hand reached over, Jing Sichen held his wrist in his hand. With just a slight effort, he heard the man scream, and his wrist was broken.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart, he didn't expect that he would be so powerful after cultivating for a day. I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't expect it to be so serious, it seems that today's fight is indispensable.

Seeing that his partner was injured, the group of people hula changed positions and gathered around Jing Sichen. One by one, they were eyeing each other, as if they could chop Jing Sichen into mash as long as their prince said a word.

Jing Sichen still pinched the wrist of the attendant and didn't let go, but just raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite coldly.

"I heard you have a string of night pearls, right?" The man said coldly.

Jing Sichen raised his wrist, and in an instant, the night pearls under his clothes were revealed. The crowd of onlookers around them all took a breath in unison, and even the multi-faceted people were a little uncalm when they saw it.

"Hand it over, and I'll spare you!" The man looked at Meditation with a gloomy look.

Jing Sichen couldn't help but feel that the air had become a little cold for a moment, this person's mana should not be below him. He could have handed it over first, and brought a little more when he went back.

But his purpose is to save his mother, and he has to find out if this person is his uncle anyway. And you have to see if your mana is qualified enough to save your mother.

"Who are you, why should I give it to you!" Jing Sichen pretended to be stupid and asked, but his posture was still cold.

"Huh!"

The man sneered and said, "I am Liushuang, the son of the Ghost King, and I am the king here." If I ask you to hand it over, you have to hand it over obediently. Otherwise, today will be your death! ”

Jing Sichen smiled, it seems that the road is really narrow. But this also saves me from going to him by myself, so I'll try his mana with him today.

Now that you have decided to make a move, it is a preemptive strike. The powerful mana that burst out in an instant shook the people around him more than five meters away.

The inside of the hotel became a mess in an instant, and the tables and chairs fell to the ground. Liushuang smiled coldly and retreated to the back, and the group of fundamental little Luo Luo rushed up.

In an instant, Jing Sichen regained his confidence in this group of little Luo Luo, and the frustration when he faced the ghost envoy always made him feel that the people in the ghost world were more powerful.

But now it seems that the people I have met are too strong, and not all of them are so strong. Just take a few little Rolls as an example, and solve it without any trouble.

Seeing that the people he brought were killed and injured in a short time, Liushuang angrily joined in. Liushuang had joined in, and Jing Sichen felt a powerful force suppressing him.

Liushuang snorted coldly and pounced on Jing Sichen, and the two fought together. In this fight, Jing Sichen knew the gap between himself and them.

It's not easy for him to win Liushuang now, and he really understands the powerhouse here now. However, he thought that his father was so powerful that he was also injured, and after a while, Jing Sichen felt that his mana was not enough.

She turned around and wanted to leave, after all, she didn't want her identity to be known so soon. How could Liushuang let him go so easily, since he was eyed, it would not be so easy to slip away from him.

The two of them fought and walked, one escaping and the other chasing, and after a while, they arrived at the mountain where Jing Sichen first came. The mountain was even darker, and Jing Sichen had just arrived in the ghost world before he could get used to it, and suddenly felt a cold wind sweeping behind him, and hurriedly dodged.

I only felt a terrible pain in my shoulder, and turned my head to see Liushuang staring at him coldly, with a gloomy smile on his face. A sword had already been inserted into his shoulder, and Liushuang quickly drew his sword and stabbed it again.

But the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he felt strange but not invisible. After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly thought of the previous ghost king, and my heart suddenly became angry.

Jing Sichen's identity was revealed, and the moment he fainted from the stabbing, he saw the familiar woods and villas again.

......

It has been half a month since Ming Yichen was locked up in the Golden Pavilion, and he was gradually able to stand up and walk on his own. But I felt that my legs were unusually heavy, and I was tired and out of breath after not walking a few steps.

Since that time, the monk has never passed by, and every day someone puts steamed buns and cold water from the door. At first, Ming Yichen was arrogant and refused to climb over to eat, but if he wanted to live, he still had to save people.

Gradually, geographical wisdom overcame pride, and in the past few days he began to walk with his hands on the bookshelves, and when he was tired, he looked through ancient books. The mood gradually quieted down, and he thought that he had left too suddenly, and he didn't know what happened to his son.

Guang Shaoqing's master has been degraded since he successfully imprisoned Ming Yichen. He knew that his time was numbered, but if he died, everything he had done would be in vain.

In the dimly lit room, the old monk slowly pulled out his bed. A tunnel was revealed under the bed, and the old monk slowly helped him down.

The basement is small, and in addition to the scriptures, there is a stone bed. There was a person lying on the bed, and the old monk slowly walked over and sat on the edge of the bed looking at his apprentice.

At the beginning, he didn't until Guang Shaoqing died, so he stole his body and put it here. This stone bed is a secret protection handed down by successive generations of hosts, which can ensure that people's bodies do not decay.

The old monk looked at it for a while, and then slowly stood up again. His face suddenly became solemn, and he reached out and picked up the scimitar placed beside Guang Shaoqing.

At the beginning, Guang Shaoqing used this scimitar to cut his blood vessels, and the blood sacrifice was also Chen. Now he used this scimitar to cut his blood vessels again, and sacrificed his only apprentice to Guang Shaoqing.

He had been searching for the remnants of his apprentice for so many years, but to no avail. He also thought that his apprentice had fallen into reincarnation, but when he gave Ming Yichen the Scattering Pill, he found the remnant soul of Guang Shaoqing in Ming Yichen's body.

He knew that his apprentice was reluctant to give up Qiao An'an, but he didn't expect that he would forcibly seal his soul into Ming Yichen's body when he died.

When Guang Shaoqing woke up, he saw that his master was slowly falling. He hurriedly got up and supported him, he would never have thought that the master would sacrifice himself to save him.

"Master." hugged his master and cried sadly.

Even if his father is also his mother, he has been raised since he was a child, although he is sometimes not very obedient, but his feelings for his master are very deep.

"Shaoqing, you swear to the master now. You will use the help master to take good care of the underworld and will no longer love Qiao An'an, otherwise your master and I will be scattered forever, and you will live forever and taste the pain of time separation! ”

The old monk pulled Guang Shaoqing's clothes stiffly, and looked at Guang Shaoqing with his last breath. Guang Shaoqing cried and shook his head, let him use Qiao An'an to hurt her, he really couldn't do it.

But looking at his dying master, he didn't know what to do!

"Shaoqing, if you don't swear, you are not my apprentice, and you are not worthy of being my apprentice! The master can really only die without a blind eye! ”

The old monk said and stared at Guang Shaoqing, he wanted to extend his life to Guang Shaoqing's life again. He wants his apprentice to do what he hasn't done, and he wants to let Ming Yichen stay obediently in the Golden Pavilion for the rest of his life.

Guang Shaoqing cried and looked at his master, and finally gritted his teeth and swore this poisonous oath. The old monk closed his eyes with peace of mind, and the hand that was holding Guang Shaoqing's clothes slowly thumped down.

"Shaoqing, don't blame the master-"

The master's words kept echoing in his ears, and Guang Shaoqing hugged the master's body and cried sadly. When he thought of Ming Yichen, he couldn't help but hate him, if he could take care of Qiao An'an, Qiao An'an would not have an accident.

If Qiao An'an hadn't had an accident, he wouldn't have come to the master several times. If he didn't come to the master, the master wouldn't have discovered his soul. Then he can stay in Ming Yichen's body and love An An with him, and his master will not die!

If you want to blame all this, you can only blame Ming Yichen, who sacrificed his life to make An An happy. But in the end, he failed to take care of her, but instead killed his own master to save himself.

With red eyes, he put his master's body on the stone bed, wiped his body, and arranged his clothes. Only then did he slowly walk out and go straight to the Golden Pavilion.

He wants to see what else Ming Yichen has to say now, and what face he still has to live in this world! It was he who harmed An An and everyone, and he would never let him go easily!

Guang Shaoqing clenched his fists and quickened his pace, the anger in his eyes had forced him to almost lose his mind.