Dusk has passed, and night has fallen.

The sky is full of starlight, dotted with dark nights, like a sea of stars.

When night came, there was no other sound in the desert except for the perennial howling wind.

Today, however, is different, and a cheerful ballad resounds in the desert from a cemetery.

"I'm an old imp from hell~old kid~"

"I float with the wind~ I shake with the wind~ I look for the most beautiful scenery with the wind~"

"The most beautiful scenery ~ the most beautiful person ~ is nothing more than a little woman who is smooth ~"

"Slippery, slippery, slippery~ Please put on that little dress~ Hurry up and go~ Don't look back~ Turn around, you will be miserable......"

……

The Yellowwood was dazed, and when she opened her eyes, it was already dark at night.

The first thing that caught her eye was a warm bonfire, which swayed with the howling wind in the desert, and seemed to be blown out by the wind at any moment, and then she saw a black coffin not far from the bonfire.

At this time, on the dark coffin, there was a white-clothed black ghost with a cloak of hair, jumping happily as if dancing, and humming a ballad that made people blush a little.

Huang Shanren didn't know if he was affected by the cheerful ballad, but after seeing this scene, he didn't feel a trace of fear, but looked at the white-clothed black ghost who was dancing on the black coffin with a stunned expression.

However, it wasn't long before she sat down on the ground again, hugged her knees and began to cry.

Because at this moment, the Huangshan people think that they are dead, and they regard Mu Feng as a 'soul messenger' from hell.

Moreover, the 'soul messenger' seems to have completed her mission, and after capturing her soul, she is happily singing and dancing on the coffin to celebrate her achievement.

"Woo woo ......"

Huangshan people's mood was low, and he remembered that the master was still waiting for his soul grass to save his life, and instead of bringing the soul grass back to the sect smoothly, he was now dead.

The more Huangshan people thought about it, the more sad they became, and their cries became louder and louder, gradually changing from whining to wah, wow, wow.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Wow wow...... Wow wow wow wow ......"

Mu Feng's mood had never been so happy as it was today, even when he happened to see the female ghost in the bath, he had never been so happy.

He felt the rich aura of heaven and earth in the desolate desert, and looked at the bright starlight hanging in the night sky, and his mood was extremely excited.

He had never left Jiuyou, how could he ever see that night sky as dazzling as this.

Mu Feng's excitement could not be expressed in words, and then he hummed a little song that he improvised and jumped on the black coffin, and he was extremely happy.

However, at this moment, the happy mood was affected by the cries that overshadowed the Yellowwood people.

Mu Feng's brows furrowed slightly, jumped off the black coffin, and walked slowly towards the Huangshan people.

The Huangshan people were crying wow-wah-wah, when they suddenly heard the movement, their hearts were suddenly startled, and they saw the white-clothed black ghost on the black coffin walking towards them, and immediately stopped crying, and their bodies slowly squirmed backwards, and they asked tremblingly: "The envoy ...... Messenger, you, you, you...... What do you want to do? ”

Mu Feng slowly walked in front of the Huangshan people, first glanced at the wriggling Huangshan people on the ground, and then introduced himself, and then began to ask questions continuously.

"My name is Mu Feng, and I just came from hell!"

"What's your name?"

"Where is the Nine Heavens Starry Sky here?"

"Do you know where the Drifting Snow Mountain is?"

Mu Feng's clothes were as white as snow at this time, his face was as black as charcoal, and his hair was scattered, and his whole appearance was really frightening under the reflection of the bonfire.

The Huangshan people were already so frightened that they closed their eyes, and even if they heard Mu Feng's question, they didn't dare to open their eyes again.

Mu Feng's casual remark, 'I just came from hell,' made Huangshan's heart tremble.

Huangshan lowered his head, trembling, and hurriedly replied, for fear of angering the 'soul seduction messenger' in front of him.

"Back to ...... Hui... Back to the Great ...... Adult, I'm me, I'm ...... Barking...... My name is Xiao ...... Small...... Little Fish...... I, I... Never...... I haven't heard of nine... Nine...... Nine Heavens Starry Sky ...... Piao Piao ...... Floating ......"

The Huangshan people trembled, and before she could finish her words, a cold wind suddenly blew in the graveyard, making her shiver unconsciously.

A light drizzle began to fall in the sky.

It seems that Mu Feng's face as black as charcoal can't even be seen by God, and the drizzle suddenly falls, wanting to wash away the black stains on his face.

Mu Feng let the rain wash his face, and gradually, his brows furrowed slightly.

"How can it be ...... here?"

The sudden cold wind blowing in the cemetery made Mu Feng feel cold to the bones and blowing directly into the soul.

This kind of cold feeling is extremely familiar to Mu Feng.

Mu Feng suddenly had a sense of illusion, which made him feel that he was still in the Nine Shadows at this moment.

But he knew very well that this place was not the Nine Shadows, and he had left the Hades Star not long ago and came to the Nine Shadows.

However, the cold aura that was familiar to him in this cold wind could only mean one thing.

There must be ghosts in the drizzle.

"Hmph, where is the little ghost? Don't show up yet! ”

Mu Feng snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, his tone was full of affirmation, he looked at the ground where no one was standing very far away, and said coldly: "I will only give you one chance, if you don't show up, you will die." ”

Obviously, Mu Feng's words did not have any effect, and only the falling drizzle was sucked into the yellow sand by the dry desert on the ground where no one stood, but the rain falling there was more dense than in other places.

Mu Feng seemed to be able to see that there was a little ghost there, standing wet in the rain, letting the drizzle in the sky fall overhead.

However, his warning did not make the little ghost show his form, but frightened the little fish of the Huangshan man on the side.

The sudden voice shocked Xiao Yu'er in her heart, but at the same time, she felt a sense of curiosity in her heart.

Xiao Yu'er tried to muster up her courage and courage, and slowly opened her eyes, wanting to see what could make this 'messenger' angry.

However, when she cautiously opened her eyes, she was shocked by the handsome young man standing in front of her.

Xiao Yu'er looked at the young man in front of her, her heart was like a storm, and she was extremely shocked, but she was not shocked by the handsome appearance of the young man in front of her, but because of the dark yellow mark on the center of the young man's eyebrows.

Xiao Yu'er had an incredible expression on her face, she couldn't believe her eyes, rubbed her eyes, looked at the white-clothed young man in front of her again, and finally confirmed that she was not wrong, and her heart was even more shocked at the moment.

"This ...... How can it be? ”

But soon, Xiao Yu'er smiled bitterly again, shook her head slightly, and muttered a self-deprecating voice: "Hehehe...... Little fish, little fish, you are really stupid by nature! ”

"Heaven and earth have no respect, only the Nine Emperors, this thing that everyone in the world knows, but you have forgotten it, no wonder over the years, you can only condense two Qi Sea Spirit Springs!"

At this time, Mu Feng, a white robe fluttered in the wind, and the drizzle had washed away the stains on his face, revealing a handsome face.

Although the long dark blue hair was scattered, it couldn't cover the two sword-like eyebrows on his face, let alone the dark yellow Nine Springs mark at the center of his eyebrows.

Although Mu Feng's own cultivation realm is very low, and he is extremely unfamiliar with everything on this continent, he will never be wrong about the unique cold aura on the little ghost, and he still has this confidence, because he used to be the master of the Yellow Spring Prison, and now he is the master of the ghosts of the Nine Shadows.

The Jiuquan ghost qi in Mu Feng's body is the breath of the gods, to be precise, it is the breath of the ghosts and gods, because the creation ghost god itself is a ghost god.

The Nine Springs and Nine Dao Breaths gathered together to form the Nine Springs Ghost Qi, making him unexpectedly become the master of the ghosts in the Hades Ghost Star.

Even if the cultivation is not high, it is still an invincible existence for the big ghosts and small ghosts in the Nine Shadows, or the old ghosts, and it is a kind of dominant force that their souls cannot resist.

"Hmph."

Mu Feng stood up, sensing that the air around the cemetery gradually began to fill with a cold aura, and snorted coldly again, and then with a movement of his mind, the Divine Ghost Sword instantly appeared in his hand.

The Lingquan ring on Mu Feng's finger can be described as extremely mysterious, and he moves with his heart, and the hilt of the Divine Shadow Sword just corresponds to the palm of his hand.

Mu Feng quickly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and stood in the drizzle, dressed in white and moving with the wind, his eyes were cold and cold.

He has never practiced any swordsmanship, but he seems to have the demeanor of a generation of kendo masters.

But in the air not far away, in the rain-dense place, there was still no figure.

Mu Feng shook his head slightly, and there were suddenly spring ripples under his feet, and his figure instantly flashed like a white light, and a sword stabbed out.