Phantom Ice smiled, the blue hair draped over her shoulders emitting a soft light. She thought for a moment and said, "I see that you are so painful that you forget everything, I just want to help you." How's it going, are you feeling better now? She said, leaning closer to him to see what was going on.

An Lengyao turned his face to the side, pushed her away, stood up hard, and said coldly, "I don't need your sympathy and concern. You saved me today, one report and one report, I won't kill you, you go quickly. He doesn't accept kindness from others for no reason, and he doesn't want to owe them favors.

As he spoke, he tried to move forward, but his body was still weak from the pain, and he almost fell after a few steps.

"Well, you're not well." Phantom Ice hurriedly ran over to help him.

"Let go of me!" An Lengyao wanted to break free of her arm.

"You haven't recovered yet, so let's rest here first." Ignoring his resistance, Phantom Ice helped him back onto a rock and sat him down.

"I've heard others say that the people of the Demon Realm are insidious and cunning, and they are the best at taking advantage of people's dangers, what if you go out of the woods now and meet some unscrupulous people? So it's better to wait until you're recovering before it's too late. Phantom Ice persuaded.

An Lengyao thought about it, but also felt that her words made some sense, so she no longer insisted on leaving.

Seeing that he no longer resisted, Phantom Bing smiled slightly, and then seemed to think of something, and asked, "You seemed to be in pain just now, is there something wrong with your body?" Maybe I can help you. ”

"It's none of your business." An Lengyao said lightly that he didn't want to trust anyone anymore.

Seeing him like this, Phantom Bing knew that he didn't want to tell the truth. Indeed, she is a person from the divine realm, what qualifications does she have to make the people here believe her?

Suddenly, she saw a blade of grass beside her, her eyes lit up, she plucked a leaf, put it to her mouth, and blew it gently, and a beautiful melody overflowed from her lips. The voice was soft and ethereal, as if it could wash away all the pain in the world.

An Lengyao had never heard such a beautiful voice, and he felt that his heart was much calmer.

There was silence in the woods, and the occasional breeze caused the treetops to sway slightly, but other than that, it seemed that there was only this ethereal music left in the world.

At the end of the song, Phantom Ice put down the leaves and whispered, "Someone told me that a quiet piece of music can wash away all the distress in people's hearts. But I've never tried it and don't know if it would work. ”

An Lengyao looked at her for a long time and said, "Thank you." He had never seen such a person, and it was clear that he was going to kill her, but in the end, she was helping him when he was in danger.

"Thanks for what? In life, if you can help others, it is a good thing in itself. Phantom Ice smiled, her long blue hair glowing softly and beautifully.

An Lengyao was stunned, after experiencing so much, he no longer believed that there would be people in this world who would pay for others regardless of remuneration. Between people, it is nothing more than intrigues, grievances and grievances, and there will never be unreasonable kindness, but today, he looked at this girl, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but be moved by her words.

"This piece is very good, you composed it yourself?" An Lengyao thought for a while and asked.

"No, it was Sister Wenya who taught me." Phantom Ice said, "She plays the flute very well, unlike me, who only uses leaves." That's what she did when she missed her friends. Phantom Ice remembered that when he was in the Divine Realm, Wen Ya would often play this tune. Wen Ya said that whenever she thought of the friend who left her, she would play this music.

"Urbane? Xin Wenya? ”

"Yes, you know her?" Phantom Ice asked.

An Lengyao smiled coldly: "The dignified god sacrifice has made great achievements in the god realm, how can I not know?" But...... From this point of view, you are not simple, but I know such a person, I underestimate you. ”

"I ......" Phantom Bing couldn't help but speak, she secretly blamed herself for her carelessness in her heart, and she said everything in a hurry.

Seeing her distressed look, An Lengyao turned his eyes and said, "You don't have to worry, since you saved me, I won't embarrass you." As he spoke, he stood up, his fingering exerting slightly, and a light purple light slowly flowed out, condensing into a purple stone.

"This is a magic stone, which can hide the breath of your divine realm, so that you will not be discovered here, and it will be regarded as a favor for you to return." An Lengyao handed the stone to Phantom Ice.

Phantom Ice took the stone, and his heart couldn't help but be full of excitement. Great, so she can come and go here.

"Thank you." She said gratefully.

"It's too early for you to say thank you, I just don't want to owe you a favor. If you take the opportunity to do something that harms the Demon Realm, then I will not show mercy. An Lengyao said coldly, "Also, here, everyone is not simple. You have a special status, so you can do it yourself. ”

After saying that, he no longer looked at Phantom Ice, but turned around and left the woods.

"Zhenggumo, thank you. Rest assured, I have no ill will towards the people here. Phantom Ice shouted at his back.

An Lengyao didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard her words. Everything in the forest is still silent. However, after all, no one knows that what is happening today has sown even greater calamities for the end of the future......

The Buddha once divided all things in the world into ten worlds: Buddha, Bodhisattva, Shravaka, Yuanjue, Heaven, Axiu, Man, Beast, Hungry Ghost, and Hell. And everyone says that hungry ghosts and hell are the most painful and desperate places in the world. It is rumored that after Nuwa created a human being, the world was opened into six equal shares, that is, the six realms. Nuwa cherishes human beings and puts sunshine, water, and soil ...... All the sources that represent survival and hope are given to the human world. And the most sinful and ignorant hell belongs to the ghost world.

In the mundane world, there are countless legends depicting the ghost world, and most of these legends tell the horror and darkness of the ghost world, which mortals have never known. It is the closest thing to death in the Six Realms. In these six realms, no matter who they are, after death, their souls will eventually return to the ghost realm.

This was Jun Nochen's second time here, and he looked around, the land was still peaceful and beautiful, and it was unbelievable that this was the place where countless dead spirits gathered.

He stood in front of a palace surrounded by spiritual power, emitting a faint blue light. Its body is made of white jade, and it can be vaguely seen that the jade is carved with complex patterns, which is beautiful from a distance.

There were two guards at the entrance of the main hall, and one of the purple-clothed men saw Jun Nuochen and stepped forward to ask, "You are not from the ghost world, why are you here?" ”

Jun Nuochen smiled slightly, looking gentle and graceful, he replied, "I want to see Murong Feng." ”

The purple-clothed man frowned and shouted, "How can you call the ghost king by his name?" Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to meet our king? ”

"Whether you are qualified or not, it's not up to you to decide whether you want to come." Jun Nochen said, taking out a token from his arms, "I think what this is, you won't be unclear." Now, am I qualified to see him? He held the token to the soldier. At the moment, he still has important things to do, and he really doesn't want to bother with others.

When the soldier saw the token, he was slightly stunned, and then looked at Jun Nuochen in surprise, with a little more awe in his eyes. He wouldn't be unaware that the token was a symbol of the Demon King.

"It was just because I was blind and didn't recognize the identity of the Demon King. I'll take you to the ghost king. The man in purple said, hurriedly leading the way for Jun Nuochen.

Jun Nuochen smiled faintly and followed behind the man. He was no stranger to the place, and he still can't forget the experience of his childhood, and he still remembers how sad and desperate he was back then. Walking along the road ahead, he looked at the familiar scene around him, and for a moment, it seemed as if he had returned to the past. Thoughts flew through the thick past, and those pictures finally unfolded in front of him little by little:

It was the seventh day after Jun Nuoyi's death, and Jun Nuochen came to the ghost world with her soul spirit. He had heard that there was a way to bring the dead back to life in the ghost world, and if so, his sister might still be saved.

At that time, it was not Murong Feng who was in power in the ghost world, he was just a child, and his father Murong Yin was still in power.

At that time, Jun Nuochen had neither power nor skill, just a boy who would do anything to save his relatives. As soon as he arrived in the ghost world, he was stopped by the doorman and said that he would not let him see the ghost king.

"I beg you, let me meet your ghost king, okay? My sister is dead, and I heard that only the ghost king Murong Yin has a way to bring people back to life! Jun Nuochen pleaded bitterly with the soldiers at the door.

"You're just a nobody, and you still want to meet our king? The ghost king is still busy with political affairs, how can he have time to see you, a child who appeared out of nowhere? Come on! The doorman waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes. Besides, what does this man's life and death have to do with us? The ghost world is only responsible for maintaining the order of life and death between heaven and earth, but it is not a savior, and it is also responsible for saving the dead. The other doorman snorted coldly.

When he was a child, Jun Nuochen felt his incompetence for the first time, because he had no status and no ability, so he was not qualified to meet Murong Yin to save his sister. But is he going to give up like that? Thinking of Jun Noyi's warm smile and soft words in her memory, she clearly gave all her love to this younger brother. All along, he had been hiding behind her to avoid the wind and rain, and now, couldn't he work hard for his sister once?

Thinking of this, Jun Nochen pursed his lips, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of determination. He looked at the soldiers at the door and said loudly, "I'm not leaving!" If I can't see the ghost king today, I won't leave! ”

"Hmph, if you have this determination, you can wait here in vain." The doorman gave him a disdainful look and ignored him.

The midday sun is the hottest of the day. The ghost world is even more special, where the sun is extremely hot. And Jun Nuochen has been poor since he was a child, and his body is already much thinner than his peers, coupled with the fact that he does not know martial arts, and has no true qi to protect his body, he has long been unable to withstand the blazing sunshine for a long time. All he felt was darkness in front of him, as if the whole world was foggy, and he was surrounded by a hot light that made him have nowhere to escape.

Beads of sweat dripped from his delicate face, and his breath was already disordered, and he kept panting, trying to relieve the heat around him.

"If you can't stand it, go back, why suffer here?" The doorman on the side saw Jun Nuochen's face pale, and he felt a little unbearable.

"I, I want to see ...... See the ghost king. Jun Nochen muttered to himself.

"Say that you still don't listen, there are rules from all walks of life. The ghost king has already spoken first, and not just anyone can see it. The doorman couldn't help but persuade him, "So, you better go back." ”

"I, I want to see him......" Jun Nuochen said softly, before his words fell, he only felt that his eyes were dark and he lost consciousness.