The affairs of the rivers and lakes, the affairs of the world, the four years of ups and downs, once the road is over. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Xue stretched her waist, took a long breath, and said, "I didn't expect that a lot of things have happened in the past few years. However, although there are many fewer enemies, there are still fish that have slipped through the net, and then it's time to get down to business. ”

The white-faced ghost seemed to be in a daze, and felt the killing intent as sharp as a blade from the pair of seductive demon eyes, but it was fleeting, as if an illusion, and then took a closer look, only to see the divine light that was softer than the spring breeze in Qinghong City, but it was such an unpredictable emotional change, which made him feel his hairs rise.

"What do you think you should do now?" Ling Xue was still holding her jade feet, her red slit skirt was half-naked with her long and sexy legs, she leaned forward slightly, and looked at him with her green fingers elegantly supporting her pale chin, smiling.

The white-faced ghost couldn't help but tremble slightly, he had never seen such a sultry woman, let alone such a bright rose that was both tempting and dangerous, took a deep breath, buried his head deeply, and said: "I have spent a lot of time in the Hua Bian Sect, and I know the sect very well, you can let me lead the way, and then slaughter the whole sect without leaving one." ”

"Not true. The silver-haired woman shook her slender index finger, looking a little dissatisfied, "White-faced ghost, you must be underestimating yourself, right?"

The white-faced ghost only felt chills all over his body, and then his brain teaser turned quickly, and he quickly said a few methods, but he didn't seem to have the idea of making Ling Xue nod happily, so that he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he couldn't guess the witch's thoughts at all.

"You seem to be nervous?" Ling Xue tilted her head slightly, looked at him curiously, and immediately seemed to remember something, and explained softly: "Although I have indeed completely awakened into a demon now, I still won't do such a cheap thing as cannibalism. ”

"What's more, you've died once, why are you still so afraid of me, you can't answer, it's a big deal, you'll die again, the mosquito bite thing will pass quickly, you see I'm so gentle and lovely, like that vicious woman who will torture people." ”

There was a dead silence in an instant.

A crisp chuckle broke the strange atmosphere that could be heard of a falling needle, and Ling Xue's breathtaking demon eyes looked at him slyly and said, "Look at you, it's just a trick to trick you." It's better to go out first, relax, and investigate the current situation in Qinghong City. And I'm short of rouge gouache, so you can stop by and buy some for me. ”

"Okay, I see. ”

After the white-faced ghost went out and closed the door, he felt that the boundless pressure of ecstasy and bone erosion finally disappeared, and it was only a short period of effort, and he felt that he felt exhausted even more than being chased and killed by those people from the Hua Bian Sect. I haven't seen him for five years, and the girl who was still on par with him at the beginning is like a real demon emperor at the moment, inadvertently, manipulating his mood and fate.

He couldn't help but mourn in silence for all the monks who had offended this enchantress back then.

After the white-faced ghost went out, he hadn't taken a few steps when he suddenly didn't know what he remembered, and he was suddenly startled. Although the spring was warm outside, he felt a cold air rushing up in his body, and he suddenly understood the meaning of Ling Xue asking him to go around Qinghong City.

Originally, she planned to use him as bait, put a long line to catch big fish, lure out the people of Hua Bian Sect, and then kill them one by one, maybe this is a lot of trouble, but it is indeed in line with her current style of playing with people's hearts.

When bait is not an easy business, just come out and turn around for half a circle, he felt a pair of sharp and obscure eyes fall on his body, the awe-inspiring killing machine made his breathing can't help but be a little shorter, but he understands that he has no way out, if he is timid and cowering now, and spoils her interest, I am afraid that the end will be extremely miserable, Ling Xue's last few words that seem to be a joke are the most damaging deterrent.

However, I don't know if it's because he was too swaggering, and Han Fang, the strong man in the Wang Realm who chased and killed him before, also went and never returned like that meat bun beating a dog, which made everyone uncertain, and they didn't dare to act rashly, but just reported the news of the reappearance of the white-faced ghost in Qinghong City.

The white-faced ghost inquired about some news, and after buying the rouge gouache that Ling Xue wanted, he seemed to be calm but returned to the inn in fear.

After knocking on the door, he pushed the door in with Ling Xue's permission.

After handing over the woman's things to Ling Xue, the white-faced ghost immediately lowered his head, so that he could only see her backless embroidered shoes sitting in front of the dresser, and calmed his mind slightly, and respectfully told Ling Xue the news he had found.

Ling Xue heard what the white-faced ghost said, and she didn't know what she remembered, a playful smile escaped from the corner of her mouth, and she asked, "How does it feel outside, is it dog days or thirty-nine days?"

The white-faced ghost's face stiffened slightly, and then he smiled bitterly and replied, "It's thirty-nine days." ”

The charming woman who seemed to be busy with something let out a touching sigh when she heard the words, and said, "That's not bad, it's really rare that you haven't frozen an arm or a leg." ”

After looking at the white-faced ghost seriously for a long time, he seemed to be very concerned about whether the white-faced ghost really didn't have missing arms and legs, and then sighed regretfully before saying, "You go on, what else did you inquire about besides those just now?"

The white-faced ghost continued with some difficulty: "Zhan Yuanbai, the sect leader of the Black Demon Sect, one of the three major sects of the Mirror Sea Country, is also a monk who participated in the battle of the demon four years ago. ”

"Due to Jian Qingyi's departure, the city lord is vacant, and now Zhan Yuanbai is also a strong contender for the position of the city lord of Qinghong City, and colluded with Hua Bian Sect to suppress and purge the opposing voices. ”

"Huimeng?" Ling Xue asked.

"That's right, the more than 1,000 princes who participated in the battle of the demon at the beginning, and now less than 200 are still alive, all of them are in danger, and in the end they can only gather together and unite with other righteous monks to resist the terrible and mysterious revenge bloodbath. ”

After not hearing Ling Xue's soft voice for a long time, the white-faced ghost hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his head slowly, only then did he know that Ling Xue had been combing and dressing himself up from just now to now.

The intoxicating three thousand silver hairs cascade down like a waterfall, scattered on her snow-white slender neck, the slightly sideways face is bright and beautiful, enchanting, the mature and sexy thin lips are as red as peach blossoms at a glance, and the rose-red beauty mole under the left eye is even more fascinating.

After trimming her eyebrows, she was gently combing her soft silver hair, while looking at the spring purple and red outside the window with some distraction.

In an instant, the beauty was distracted, but the white-faced ghost lost his mind.

He couldn't help but wonder what the woman across from him was thinking at the moment.

I thought that according to her temperament, hearing such an alliance activity, it should be a murderous sneer, or a coquettish smile hidden in the cotton, but it was unexpected for him to suddenly become so quiet now, which made the white-faced ghost feel even more curious, as if her whole body was full of a charm that wanted to attract him completely at this moment.

It wasn't until the silver-haired woman finally came back to her senses, and the pair of demonic eyes that were as bright as spring water glanced at him, that all his thoughts came to an abrupt halt, and he took a sharp breath, and he lowered his head deeply again.

Ling Xue said softly: "I have been under weak water for a few years, people will not be killed by me, if this is the case, who do you say those people should have killed?"

"It should be done by more than one person, but the most important thing should be the Peerless Emperor Ji Wushuang and the mysterious monk who claims to be the King of the Underworld. Among them, Ji Wushuang should be the most probable, because the Xuanting Dynasty was destroyed in ten thousand years, because he was angry at the crown and became red-faced, he once said frankly......"

Speaking of this, the white-faced ghost sighed in his heart, and he couldn't say any more.

"Why don't you say it?" Ling Xue turned her head and looked at him with a wink.

Usually ghosts are scary, but at this moment, Ling Xue, who is bright and moving, really scares the white-faced ghost a lot, and he seems to be determined to grit his teeth and say it: "He confessed that you are his woman." ”

"That's ......" Ling Xue nodded suddenly, as if she didn't care much, but her understatement made the scalp of the white-faced ghost tingle, and then she said softly: "It's really self-inflicted." ”

The white-faced ghost didn't know what she meant, and stood aside in fear, until he didn't know how long it was, when Ling Xue asked him to take a good rest, he was relieved, but in the blink of an eye, he thought of the upcoming killing feast, but he immediately tensed his nerves again.

In the blink of an eye, the sunset glow shrouded the earth.

The spring breeze was filled with the cold of slaughter.

The white-faced ghost was recovering from meditation, and suddenly his heart jumped, and he suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and surging resentment surged towards the windowsill.

With a bang, the attic almost collapsed, and a purple-clothed figure appeared in the room full of smoke and dust, feeling the breath of the way of time and space illusions that still remained, and said with a sneer: "It turns out that you have been hiding all along, I thought that you only knew how to manipulate grievances, and you should be walking the ghost doorway, but I didn't expect that you were still proficient in ......."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, but he saw that his arm suddenly burned, and the raging flames made a sneering sound.

However, he never felt the breath of anyone's existence, and his heart couldn't help but jump wildly, wanting to escape, but he found that his feet had been frozen by Xuan Bing, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he muttered: "The true king of the ice and fire twin martial spirits......"

He was extremely panicked, and said loudly: "Dare to ask which senior is here, the junior is a disciple of the White Tiger King Zhan Yuanbai, please spare your life!"

It's just that in the next moment, he suddenly felt that his full skin suddenly dried up, and the intense pain couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, and he said dumbfoundedly: "The Three Martial Soul True Kings of Ice and Fire Wood...... This ...... What kind of sacred ...... are the predecessors?"

In the next moment, Gengjin's breath suddenly exploded, splashing blood, and his two arms broke off in response.

Wood and water!

His eyes widened.

"Actually, it's the Five Elements. In the last moments before he died, he watched a pair of silver hair dance lightly beside him, and the restless fragrance came to his nose along with the smell of blood.

After walking a few steps lightly, this red-clad and extremely sultry senior looked back a little, and he saw a suffocatingly beautiful face, with a harmless smile on his pretty face.

Behind this figure, there are also colorful characters of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and five iron paintings and silver hooks flying.

That's impossible.

With this last thought, he was really suffocated.

Then, his whole body turned into flying sand and disappeared into heaven and earth.

......

The scene of the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches has quietly begun when the blood of this dusk is sprinkled.

The nets of heaven and earth gradually surrounded the white-faced ghosts in the city.

If it were an ordinary God Refining Realm cultivator, I am afraid that he would have been ambushed a long time ago, but the way of the martial soul of the white-faced ghost is very unusual, the combination of time and space plus illusions, and he has also mastered the rudiments of one of the three realms of the Extreme Dao, as long as he does not meet the True King or the God Refining Tianjiao who is too disparity in strength, the fall is basically impossible, but it is inevitable to suffer some flesh and skin.

Although the white-faced ghost has been fleeing, it has never left the scope of Qinghong City, which is an obvious provocation for the monk party of Hua Bian Sect who colluded with the sect leader of the Black Demon Sect, Zhan Yuanbai, but thinking of the cold side that had never returned, Hua Bian Sect also mentioned a little caution in his heart, earlier they regarded the unfathomable and strange-looking white-faced ghost as a thorn in the flesh, and now they deeply believe that the white-faced ghost had hidden his strength before, in order to completely eliminate this hidden danger, the sect master of the Hua Bian Sect, the White Tiger King Shen Xiajie, could not hold back his move。

However, no one noticed that there was a bewitching silver-haired figure, which was interestingly stepping into the void around the white-faced ghost, quietly killing two peak cultivators of the God Refining Realm and one King Realm monk like a nightmare.

However, such a picture fell into everyone's eyes, and it turned into a white-faced ghost using incredible means to break through the siege of Hua Bian Sect again and again, feeling the incredible gaze in the eyes of the enemy, and at the same time, the white-faced ghost was in a complicated mood, and he was also a little more in awe of Ling Xue.

He had already consciously observed Ling Xue's actions, but found that he had never been able to capture Ling Xue's breath, this kind of silent killing kung fu really made him feel extremely frightened, Rao was the assassin of the True King of the Shura Sect of the Xuan Court back then, it was difficult for him to do such an amazing degree, he couldn't imagine how powerful this demon girl was after resurrection after death now.

Night gradually fell, but Qinghong City became more and more lively.

The forces of the three major sects of the Mirror Sea Kingdom distributed in Qinghong City all noticed the movement of the white-faced ghost here, and in this extraordinary period, they naturally immediately thought of the battle for the position of the city lord. As it was observed that several high-level monks of the Hua Bian Sect had fallen, and another pseudo-king had evaporated from the world and his strength was damaged, the Black Demon Sect gradually couldn't sit still, and began to send people to prepare to help the Hua Bian Sect clean up the portal.

After the third force Seven Brakes Sect got these news, they were also ready to move, and even the Sect Master Seven Brakes King also led a team to dispatch, intending to make this troubled waters more complicated, and had the idea of taking the leaderless Qinghong City as his own. (To be continued.) )