"I'm not a ghost, I'm not like you." Sang Li said slowly.

"You're not a ghost, how can you see me?" The male ghost doesn't seem to believe it.

"Monks in the infancy stage can cultivate their own divine souls, and after the body is destroyed, the immortal soul can still reshape the physical body, understand?" Sang Li glanced at the male ghost, "It's nothing, I'm leaving." ”

Sang Li's little sword also flew over, she just wanted to hold it, the male ghost robbed it, picked up her small heavy sword and played with it in her hand, and said with a smile: "But I originally planned to come back for revenge, and after revenge, the resentment dissipates before I can be reincarnated, and you killed people as soon as I came, how can I eliminate my resentment." ”

"Everyone is dead, you should also eliminate your grievances." Sang Limu looked at the ghost boy with a miserable white face, and reached out to snatch back his heavy sword.

"But I didn't kill him, and I didn't plan to kill him so neatly, I wanted to torture him to death." The ghost boy moved his heavy sword high and dodged Kuguri's hand.

"I'll help you recite the Transcendence Mantra." Sang Li felt that the ghost boy died tragically at the hands of Huo Qian at such a young age, it was really miserable!

When she wrote about Huo Qian, the character of Huo Qian, just brushed off the evil things he did, but she didn't expect that one person would do evil and ten thousand people would suffer, and the ghost boy was too resentful and unwilling to be reincarnated.

"No!" The boy refused sharply, with a ghostly wind, and the voice seemed to come to his face with a sharp, cold, damp breath.

Sang Li won't ask him how he died, ask a ghost how he died, and then how about turning into a ghost directly, Huo Qian has harmed so many people, and the young man in red in Qinglou was also harmed by Huo Qian, but he is not the same person as the young man in front of him.

There must be many people who have been harmed by the fire, they have all been reincarnated, only the ghost boy in front of him is too resentful and unwilling to be reincarnated, how miserable should be in his life.

"Uh......" Sang Li said that it was good, but he didn't want to waste time, "Then I'll go." ”

Sang Li just wanted to command the sword to come out, thinking that she couldn't get the sword back if she couldn't get it?

"Wait!" The ghost boy suddenly spoke.

Sang Li was stunned, thinking that the ghost boy had promised to be excessive, so he said, "Just say no earlier........."

Her words were not finished.

Because the ghost boy smiled shallowly and said: "Your soul body is so soft and warm, I like it very much, can you be my pillow?" ”

Although the ghost boy was laughing, his pale face and red clothes were strange.

And although he was asking, he was determined to ask her to be a pillow.

And Sang Li was thinking, is there such a thing as a pillow in the cultivation realm now?

She came back to her senses and thought about what nonsense she was thinking.

"You find another Yuanying monk, it's yours if you can beat it, if you can't beat it, go to the Buddha to recite the Sutra of Transcendence." Sang Li commanded the sword to break away from the ghost boy's palm, "I'm leaving." ”

The ghost boy was unexpectedly able to leave the sword in his palm.

Sang Li has become a human, the heavy sword has disappeared, and the ghost boy has disappeared, so it is better to be a human and not see the ghost.

But if you can't see it, you can feel it, and the surrounding air is cold.

Sangli was sure that the ghost boy was following her.

The ghost boy floated cross-legged beside her, the ghost boy's black hair was not tied, floating behind him like a group of demons dancing, at this time the ghost boy's miserable white arms supported his head, turned his head to look at the woman next to him, his dark eyes were full of special pity, and the souls of those infant monks were particularly ugly and smelly.

Although this was the soul of a sword, it was the purest and most beautiful soul he had ever encountered.

Sang Li felt that this ghost boy was too miserable, so he didn't hurt the ghost boy.

Sure enough, not only people will gain inches, but also ghosts will gain inches.

The speed of the mulberry is getting faster and faster.

The ghost boy next to him was still admiring the appearance of the sword girl.

Appreciating and appreciating, the Excalibur Girl is gone!

Sang Li used a trick to cover her eyes, but she shouldn't be able to hide it from the ghost boy for long, she sped up, swept through the night and rushed to the king's treasure house, and came out when she came out, so take a look by the way.

And the ghost boy suddenly realized that something was wrong, and his sharp nails slashed over, and the "mulberry chestnut" really dissipated like smoke.

The ghost boy suddenly grabbed his hair irritably, his face was ghostly, unhappy, and the pillow couldn't run!

The ghost boy bit his palm fiercely and gnawed at his soul.

His soul hurts, but he's happier!

……

Sang Li originally wanted to go to the king's treasury to have a look, but he didn't expect to meet Xiao Xuanzi when he passed by the palace.

She thought she couldn't catch up, and she didn't plan to chase it, but she didn't expect to meet it here.

Sang Li thought for a moment, turned into a soul and followed.

"Your Majesty, the Nine Emperor Princes have been killed." Xiao Xuanzi walked into the palace where the king was sleeping and knelt down under the steps of the empty bed.

At this time, the king was sitting on a goose-yellow dragon bed, neatly dressed, and he couldn't see the appearance of sleeping at all.

But the person who saw him tied up under his leg can understand it again.

At this time, the king pinched the handful of the weak woman underground, and said viciously: "When did Concubine Lan get together with the king's emperor?" ”

The weak woman cried so much that she kept apologizing and begging: "The concubine is blind, it was the Nine Emperor Princes who seduced the concubine!" Your Majesty spare your life, spare your life! The concubine doesn't dare anymore! ”

The king kicked Concubine Lan away, sneered and said disgustingly: "Slut! ”

Concubine Lan also wanted to beg the king to let her go.

"Fire Guard! Drag her down and whip her! The king's sneer decided this ordinary life.

Xiao Xuanzi swallowed his saliva and said, "The Nine Emperor Princes have offended too many people, and they should have been killed by the enemy." ”

"If others don't kill him, Lao Tzu must kill him!" The king was so angry that he kicked the table, "Lao Tzu spoils him so much, it's really upside down, and he dares to murder Lao Tzu, inherit the throne, and have wolf ambitions!" ”

"Thanks to you!" Wang Shang's tone became softened, and he looked at Xiao Xuanzi.

"That's what a slave should do." Xiao Xuanzi hurriedly nodded.

"Who would have thought of murdering this king and blaming Grandmaster Sang?" The king's tone was gentle and cold, and it only changed extremely quickly in an instant.

Xiao Xuanzi originally wanted to say that it was not his idea, but the king's palm became a claw and directly penetrated Xiao Xuanzi's heart and was directly crushed!

Sang Li shook his head and left.

The wicked have their own grinding.

After watching a good show, Sang Li left.

Although the king's treasury was heavily armed, Sang Li also went in very much.

She looked at the piles of spirit stones as high as the pyramid and the gemstone pendants around the weapon.........

This treasure house is a real treasure house, no wonder Huo Qian dares to squander it so much, it turns out that the treasury is rich.

Sang Li saw a phoenix mask here, because it hung in the most conspicuous place on the wall, she swept over and took it, and it felt no different from an ordinary mask.

Maybe it's a little different to wear.

This thought flashed, Sang Li put it on his face, and a flirtatious voice sounded not far away: "Ha, walk-in?" ”

Sang Li was stunned, and took the mask with him, and then found that it was really just an ordinary mask.

"Peer~" The voice was a little closer.

……

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