Chapter 177: The twisted melon is not sweet

"Don't want to negotiate terms with me?" the Ghost King asked with a smile, his tone even gentle.

Nian Jinshu sneered, and his fingers touched the soul bell on his waist, "Want to return the soul bell?" But you are going to be disappointed, I don't negotiate terms with a ghost, how can you believe the ghost words?"

The Ghost King laughed, "Interesting, it's so interesting! Jinshu, it's a pity if you die in the secret realm." ”

"Yan Hui will definitely wake up!" Nian Jinshu was confident in Yan Hui's fascination, she didn't believe that Yan Hui died in the secret realm like this, he must ...... Will definitely wake up.

He's an immortal!

In the previous life, he had already ascended and had fame and status in the fairy world.

"He can't wake up!" said the ghost king firmly, "This illusion is his most beautiful dream, and it fulfills the biggest regret in his heart, he would rather indulge in the illusion for the rest of his life." The secret realm of the sea is only broken through by those who cultivate the ruthless way, it is heaven, and there is no desire and no desire, so you can pass the secret realm, not to mention, you have chosen the most difficult path. ”

Nian Jinshu was suffocated in his heart, thinking of Yan Hui's desperate eyes, it hurt terribly.

The ghost king's cold fingers clasped her wrist bone, "Jinshu, follow me, make sure your wishes come true." ”

Nian Jinshu was about to scold, the door was kicked open, Yan Hui stood at the door with a shocking shadow in his hand, his eyes were full of anger and hatred, looking at them deadly, his eyes moved down, and fell on the hand of the ghost king.

He was holding Nian Jinshu's wrist bone, and the two stood together in an intimate posture.

Nian Jinshu panicked in his heart, broke free from the ghost king's clamps, "Let go of me!"

"Who is he?" asked Yan Hui word by word.

Nian Jinshu thought to himself, it's really a Shura field!

On the night of the death of Yanhui's parents, a strange man appeared in their marriage room, pulling and pulling with his new wife, which was not only a Shura field, but a disastrous Shura field.

"Yan Hui, listen to me......"

The ghost king didn't know where to conjure a black bone fan, the fan surface was pure black, and a very abstract flower was drawn, the bone fan opened with the trend, and shook it gently, and the ghost king replied politely, "In the eternal night!"

Nianjinshu, "......"

This posture is immortal, and there is no trace of the ghost king's breath.

He is serious, he has a name, and he is such a gentleman who reports his name, if it weren't for the illusion of life and death, she would have misunderstood that the ghost king was here to make friends.

"I'm not familiar with him!" In a hurry, Nian Jinshu cleared up the relationship.

"You murdered my father and mother?"

As soon as the words fell, the shadow of the storm rose with the wind, Yan Hui's eyes were red, and the tip of the sword stabbed at Nian Jinshu's throat, fast and ruthless, the murderous aura under his eyes was exposed, he hated her!

Nian Jinshu looked at him sadly, "Yan Hui, where is Xiao Fan?"

Yan Hui didn't seem to hear it, and the shadow of the shock came to his neck in a blink of an eye, and Fang Fei of the Nian Jin Book was in his hand, but he looked at his eyes in a daze.

He really wanted to kill her!

At this critical moment, the ghost king's bone fan opened, blocking his sword and blocking it in front of Nian Jinshu.

"The wild goose returns to the young master, calm the anger!" the ghost king's bone fan moved lightly, "The twisted melon is not sweet, she has ......"

Before the Ghost King finished speaking, Nian Jinshu Fangfei pierced his heart with a sword from behind, and the Ghost King looked at the tip of the sword emerging from his chest with an expression.

The air was instantly silent.

The Nian Jin Book said, "Go and die!"

The Ghost King turned around stiffly, ignoring Fang Fei inside him, "Jin Shu, have you forgotten? I'm a ghost, how could your Fang Fei hurt me?"

Nianjinshu, "......"

The ghost king and Nian Jinshu looked at each other, but the sword qi of the Amazing Shadow struck again, the ghost king was angry this time, the bone fan back, and he and Yanhui fought like this.