"It's been eight years, and I'm here again." On the periphery of the bamboo forest, on a flat boulder one person high, a woman in white sat elegantly on it, three thousand green silk hung down to her waist, and the folds of her skirt were spread on the stone surface like snow and moonlight.

Raising his eyes to look above the bamboo forest, he stretched out his hand and opened his five fingers, looking at the dazzling sunlight from between his fingers, and after a while, his red lips opened lightly: "It's finally here." ”

Turning his head slowly, a glamorous and vulgar little face showed a touch of softness, and his eyes were like spring water, giving people an indescribable sense of comfort.

Slowly turning the half-finished small bamboo basket in his hand, he looked at the man in white who had just appeared five steps away in front of him, hooked his lips and smiled, and his eyebrows were full of charm, "Chen, are you back?" ”

I haven't seen him for eight years, and His Royal Highness King Chen has become more and more handsome, with fluttering white clothes and spotless dust, just like the gods on the Nine Heavenly Palace, which makes people dare not blaspheme.

There is also a peerless edge that can't be concealed, and the momentum is compelling, so that people don't dare to look at it easily.

This is the natural king!

Jun Yichen glanced at her coldly, "Does this king know you?" ”

"Chen, I, I'm Ling'er." The green soul's just right smile froze coldly.

She is the person with the highest qualifications in the Ghost Sect's disguise technique, and it is easy to imitate anyone's movements and voices, and it is difficult for her at all, how can he recognize himself at a glance?

Is he testing himself?

"Ling'er??" His eyes were dark and strange, and he looked unusually cold.

If he couldn't even recognize his own woman, wouldn't he have lived for twenty years in vain, and he would dare to come out and mix with the rivers and lakes!

Glancing at her weak and somewhat strong aggrieved appearance, his three-dimensional facial features carved like a sharp knife immediately exuded a cold aura, like a hellish Shura, which made people shudder.

The neck is too short, the waist is slightly thicker, the lips are too white, the eyes are not right, and it is not her Ling'er when she looks horizontally and vertically, such a clumsy appearance, is he really blind!!

Qing Soul's eyes showed a touch of disbelief, and he asked with some grievance: "Chen, it's okay in the morning, why are you ······?"

Jun Yichen took a step back, a trace of coldness crossed his phoenix eyes, "Do you know how to go on the path of the Yama Palace?" ”

"Uh~ What way?" The green soul couldn't keep up with the rhythm of his speech.

Yama Temple??

Jun Yichen's eyes flickered and brightened, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of bloodthirsty and enchanting, "It seems that you don't know, then the king of this book will kindly send you to the door, how about it?" ”

"Chen, what are you talking about? Ling'er didn't understand. Qing Soul shook his head ignorantly, and gently bit his lip to look at Jun Yichen, his beautiful eyes were sparkling, very cute.

But a trace of vigilance rose in his heart, could he really have discovered it?? Not that possibility, huh? The person she pretended to be was not a hundred but ninety-nine, and she had never been recognized, how did he find out? The eyes are so poisonous...

"Then the king will let you know a little bit about it."

Turning sideways slightly, Jun Yichen raised his right hand, five fingers, and a cold Xuan Qi hit the fragile neck of the green soul, "Click! ”

The sound of bones shifting is so clear.

"Hmm..." In an instant, Qing Soul's whole person was lifted up by a fierce force, an invisible hand tightly pinched her neck, making her unable to breathe, and her cheeks that had just turned from red to light purple.

"Chen, I, I'm the spirit... "Until now, she is still a dead duck with a hard mouth, refusing to admit that she is pretending.

Jun Yichen didn't even look at her, his open fingers slowly pulled back, and when Qing Soul felt that he only had his last breath left, he pressed down without warning.

"Ah!!h

The green soul was swept away by the domineering energy, and smashed straight into the big stone she had just sat on from top to bottom, and the crisp color of broken bones came from her legs, and then all the bones were shattered, until all the positions below the navel were sunk into the stone, and the strength that crushed her did not leave.

Looking at the tragic state of the green soul at the moment, Jun Yichen didn't blink his eyes, he didn't know what pity and cherishing jade was, and his blood-red lips hooked up a beautiful arc, "You don't even look like one ten-thousandth of her, and you dare to play tricks in front of this king." ”

With a wave of his sleeves, a white light swept towards the blue soul's pale little face, "Tear!" A flesh-colored mask as thin as a cicada's wings fell off her face, revealing a face covered in scars.

I don't know if Jun Yichen did it intentionally or unintentionally, her three thousand green silk with a jade belt turned into the hairstyle that a crazy woman should have in a second, and it blocked half of her face in a mess.

Qing Soul raised his eyes weakly to look at Jun Yichen with a cold face, and was terrified in his heart, this person, the means were too ruthless, and he didn't give her a chance to react at all, just...

People in the same door say that she will one day die of her own arrogance, and now, she is really right, but she is too confident, and she does not keep the words of people outside the world and the sky in her mind.

Jun Yichen straightened out his somewhat messy sleeves, "Yeling." ”

"Lord Wang." Yeling dodged down from the top of the bamboo forest.

Jun Yichen glanced at him, "Where is the direction?" ”

Ye Ling lowered his head slightly: "The southeast of the bamboo forest, close to the foot of the mountain, a few miles away from here. ”

With a movement under his feet, a teleportation, Jun Yichen's figure was already dozens of meters away, "This king said, how to deal with people who pretend to be princesses?" ”

Ye Ling replied word by word: "Break the bones and scatter ashes." ”

After the white slender figure disappeared into the bamboo forest, Ye Ling turned her steps slightly, walked to the green soul step by step, glanced at her potted face covered with scars, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, "People are ugly and weird." ”

"No... Don't... Kill, me. Qing Soul watched in horror as Ye Ling slowly drew her sword in slow motion, but she was already hovering on the edge of the death line, and even moving it was an extravagant hope.

"Whew!!" A burst of sword light and sword shadows flickered, and in a breath, Ye Ling's long sword was already slightly inserted into the scabbard.

And the eyes of the green soul who fell into the stone widened, and he looked like he was dead.