On the hill of bones, the billowing black smoke dispersed, forming thousands of humanoid ghosts.

Those ghost pawns were all armed with spears, whining, and pounced on Fan Wusu.

Fan Wuxu shouted loudly and roared loudly: "Boss, the thousand-year agreement has arrived, I, Lao Fan, are waiting for you in the eighteenth layer of hell, and I swear to follow you to the death!" ”

Fan Wuxu threw off the chain and rushed into the army of ghost pawns.

shouted to kill the heavens, and it was even more shocking that the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts in Death Valley were hiding everywhere, wailing constantly.

At the same time, Liu Lang in the underground stared at Ouyang Qingzhi in a daze, but he was speechless for a while.

Suddenly, Liu Lang hit a spirit, as if he had heard something in his ears, and he couldn't help but hesitate: "Huh? Who's talking? ”

Hurriedly looked around, but Liu Lang didn't find any other figures, "Strange, I obviously heard someone calling me boss just now?" ”

Ouyang Qingzhi's face turned red, and at this time, he mustered up his courage, threw himself into Liu Lang's arms, and sobbed in a low voice.

Liu Lang didn't expect Ouyang Qingzhi to be so active, and he was a little overwhelmed by his hands.

After hesitating for a long time, Liu Lang finally put his hand down, gently patted Ouyang Qingzhi's back, and comforted him in a low voice: "Qingweaving, as long as you want, you can always follow me, why torture yourself so much." ”

"But ......"

"There's nothing to do, let's go, it's time for us to go home."

Liu Lang took Ouyang Qingzhi's hand and ran quickly towards the ground.

All the way to the ground, Liu Lang looked at the clear blue sky and felt happy.

Breathing in the fresh air, Liu Lang finally realized that as long as he was alive, it was a kind of happiness.

This time, Liu Lang finally made up his mind to kill Ying Wujian and leave no trouble.

The place that came out of the ground is still a cave village.

It was getting late, Liu Lang came to the house of the village chief Wang Xiaohu, saw Wang Xiaohu drinking alone, his face was sullen, he strode forward, and arched his hand towards Wang Xiaohu: "Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

When Wang Xiaohu saw Liu Lang coming in, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, glaring and shouting, "Liu Lang, you're not dead?" ”

『∵dǐng『∵diǎn『∵小『∵ said,.●.⌒os_();" Die? ”

Liu Lang's face was strange, "How could I die?" Haven't I lived a good life? ”

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay!"

Wang Xiaohu laughed twice, pulled Liu Lang to sit at the table, poured Liu Lang a full glass of wine, and laughed loudly: "Brother Liu, you have disappeared for more than three months, I thought something happened to you." ”

"Huh? More than three months? ”

Liu Lang was taken aback, and couldn't help but secretly sigh that time flies.

Under the ground, there is no concept of time at all, but I didn't expect that so long has passed since this toss.

When Liu Lang saw the people he was familiar with, he felt very cordial, raised his head and smothered the wine, and laughed: "Brother Wang, tonight, we won't get drunk or return!" ”

This night, Liu Lang was drunk like mud.

After living for more than 20 years, Liu Lang has never been so out of shape.

He didn't even know how he was helped into bed and how he took off his clothes.

This night, Liu Lang slept very deeply.

That night, Liu Lang had a strange dream.

In the dream, there is a tall city, and outside the city, the flowers are red and green, and they are full of joy.

"Haha, today is the day of joy for the daughter of Han Shuai's family, we should raise a glass to celebrate!"

A vague figure raised his glass frequently in front of Liu Lang.

Liu Lang was happy in his heart, but he was drunk.

Mounted on the horse, dressed in a big red veil, blowing and blowing until he came to the front of the city.

However, he didn't expect that it was not the daughter of Han Shuai's family who greeted him, but a cold sword and a pair of eerie eyes.

"Kill!"

Arrows rain down all over the sky, shouting and killing.

Liu Lang was shocked, waved his hands in a panic, grabbed something soft so violently, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Kiyori?"

Liu Lang was sweating profusely, staring at Ouyang Qingzhi in surprise, feeling that his whole body was soaked in sweat.

Liu Lang's hands were grabbing Ouyang Qingweaving's arm, and because of the excessive force, Ouyang Qingweaving's arm was about to be choked to bleed.

Ouyang Qingzhi's face was pale, he looked at Liu Lang nervously, and when he saw Liu Lang wake up, he hurriedly asked, "You, are you okay?" You seem to have a nightmare? ”

Liu Lang took a deep breath, wiped his forehead, and said with a smile: "Qingzhi, it's okay, it's just a dream." ”

As he spoke, he straightened up and sat up straighter, Liu Lang saw that Ouyang Qingzhi's face softened slightly, gently grabbed her hand, and said gently, "Qingzhi, didn't you go to sleep?" ”

Ouyang Qingzhi didn't dodge, but lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I see that you are too drunk and talking nonsense, I am afraid that you will have an accident, so I ......"

"So you're always by my side?"

When Liu Lang heard this, he couldn't help but reddened his eyes.

Although he and Ouyang Qingzhi don't need much rest now, Liu Lang is still very moved.

"Kiyori ......"

Liu Lang felt that his throat was a little dry, and deliberately laughed: "What nonsense am I talking about?" Hehe, did you mean to marry you? ”

Ouyang Qingzhi's face turned red all of a sudden, and he shook his head again and again: "No, no, you, you seem to be talking about marrying the daughter of Han Shuai's family, but ...... I don't know why, you later said to kill Han Shuai, kill everyone in the Han family, and let them survive and not die! ”

"What?"

Liu Lang immediately sat up straight, grabbed Ouyang Qingzhi's hand tightly, and his voice trembled: "I, I really said that?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Ouyang Qingzhi shook his head heavily, but raised his head: "Liu Lang, who is Han Shuai, and who is the daughter of Han Shuai's family?" ”

"Han Shuai ......"

Liu Lang looked dazed, withdrew a hand, and touched the imprint on his chest that was branded by the Spirit of the Five Elements, but his mind could no longer be calm.

Could it be that this is not a dream at all, but a memory of my own past?

Although this seal has been opened, it has not completely released the soul inside.

Could it be that it is just for the sake of a diǎndiǎn to awaken the original self?

Liu Lang felt like he was in a mess and tried to figure out why.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt a splitting headache.

"Han Shuai? Could it be that this qiē has something to do with Han Xiaoqi? ”

"What the hell is going on?"

"Is this a dream, or is it something that actually happened?"

Looking at Liu Lang's painful appearance, Ouyang Qingzhi's delicate face was full of nervousness, and he stepped forward in a panic and asked anxiously, "Liu Lang, what's wrong with you?" Are you okay? Don't scare me. ”

While talking, he actually took Liu Lang in his arms as if coaxing a child.

Suddenly, bursts of women's unique fragrance wafted into Liu Lang's nasal cavity, making Liu Lang, who was originally upset, slowly quiet down.

"Kiyori ......"

Liu Lang's heart moved, and he inexplicably felt a warm feeling, and unconsciously hugged Ouyang Qingzhi tighter.