In the courtyard of Lanruo Temple, the cold wind is bleak.

The ghost king nine-tailed fox knelt quietly on the cold stone bricks, and the tears flowing from his eyes gradually turned into blood.

Drop by drop, drop by drop, hit the snow, forming one shallow concave mark after another.

With the spread, such as plum blossoms.

She is no longer the person in Yan Chixia's impression, but Yan Chixia has never been aware of this.

He even ignored the fact that her current body was made of hatred and obsession.

The mana in her body comes from the resentment of thousands of brides who died tragically on their wedding night.

On weekdays, the ghost king nine-tailed fox has been deliberately suppressed, and has never exuded those resentments.

She knew that when the resentment that had accumulated in her body for hundreds of years was released, she would become extremely powerful.

But at the same time, her face will change.

She has always hoped that Yan Chixia can renew her relationship.

For this reason, she didn't even change her wedding dress.

But at this moment, with Yan Chixia's resolute figure and that sentence going back to the cycle in front of her, the belief she had always insisted on in her heart finally collapsed.

In an instant, the dying voices of countless brides sounded in her head.

Scenes that once began to circulate in her mind.

When they met for the first time, Yan Chixia was wearing shabby and patched clothes, looking worried.

"Under is the concubine of King Yan, can the girl borrow a few taels of silver from below, and it will be repaid twice in the future."

She smiled like a flower.

"Fool."

After saying this, she turned to leave.

But he threw a few taels of silver at Yan Chixia's feet.

The picture was frozen on Yan Chixia's stunned expression, and then it was like a broken mirror.

There were two lines of blood and tears on the face of the ghost king nine-tailed fox, but the corners of his mouth were smiling slightly, and he continued to recall.

In the dilapidated Yanwang Mansion, Yan Chixia was wearing a white-washed green shirt, and with the dim light emitted by the oil lamp, she looked down and read with a sad face.

She returned with two empty bamboo baskets.

When Yan Chixia looked up and saw her, a smile appeared on her face.

"Lady, you're back."

She put down the bamboo basket and smiled at Yan Chixia.

The picture shattered, and her nails sank deep into her palms.

A new screen appears.

The Yanwang Mansion is still dilapidated, but in a simple room in the mansion, the walls are already covered with red silk, and the wooden bed is also covered with red sheets.

On the dresser, the flames on the two red candles are flickering.

She sat on the bed in a wedding dress, her jet-black hair was coiled into Yang Feng's sideburns, and she held the red yarn in her hand and clenched it tightly.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and her frightened shoulders trembled, and she hurriedly put the red veil on her head.

Yan Chixia's voice also sounded at this time.

"Lady, I met a master today, so I took it upon myself to invite him back to witness for you and me."

The next moment, the old Taoist priest wearing a cyan Taoist robe, carrying two swords behind his back, and his arm on the dust, slowly entered the house.

"What a demon!"

The moment the old Taoist priest entered the house, he let out a cold cry with a blue face.

Yan Chixia stood aside in a daze, and said with some trepidation: "Dao Chief, are you mistaken?"

The old Taoist priest sneered and shook off the dust.

"Lay man and look!"

The dust threw out a golden light and directly knocked her back to her original form.

Yan Chixia's eyes also widened immediately.

Where are the people?

It was clearly a cyan fox in a wedding dress.

She stared blankly at her furry 'palms', and her face instantly showed horror.

But what she was afraid of was not the Taoist priest, but ...... Her father-in-law, Yan Chixia.

"Xianggong, listen to my explanation!"

When she hurriedly raised her head and said this, the old Taoist priest immediately raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Shut up! ”

As the words fell, two swords, one blue and one purple, came out of their sheaths on his back, and in a flash, they had already penetrated her chest and nailed her to the wooden bed covered with red sheets.

She watched her father-in-law, in front of her corpse, bow three times and kneel in front of the old Taoist priest, and worship into Shu Mountain.

She has never been buried, never buried, and never looked at her.

Everything shattered at this moment.

The ghost king nine-tailed fox reluctantly raised his head, with two lines of blood and tears, and laughed fiercely.

"Hahaha, hehehehehe."

The laughter gradually became poignant, and her face gradually turned blue-black in the poignant laughter.

Thick black smoke rose from her body, turning into one woman after another in wedding dresses.

They cried and cursed.

"Give me my life!"

"Give me my life!"

The ghost king nine-tailed fox ignored this, still smiling.

At this moment, the world in front of her finally turned a blood-red.

It was also at this moment that countless beings sensed this.

In the palace of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, in the splendid palace, a bewitching woman was lying on the bed sideways.

Next to it, a few little demons hung their shoulders and knocked on their backs.

In front of him, a little demon respectfully peeled the grapes one by one.

Just then, the door was slammed open.

A woman with two fox ears on her head rushed in, and said with a frightened face: "Queen Mother, my aunt's spiritual position has changed!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted a piece of sandalwood spirit seat.

When the woman on the bed heard her voice, she sat up with a smile.

Immediately, I saw that on the sandalwood spirit seat, blood was gushing out of the name of 'Hu Ling'er', and in the blink of an eye, that name was already covered by the blood lake.

Immediately after, I heard a 'bang', and the spiritual position suddenly exploded.

Blood splattered the woman holding the spiritual seat.

When she looked sluggish and had not yet reacted from the change, the woman on the bed was already pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "She...... It's a demon! ”

After the words fell, she looked at the woman with two fox ears and said, "You immediately send a message to Qingqiu, Hu Ling'er is enchanted, and ask the patriarch to use the Xuanyuan Mirror to prop up the enchantment!" ”

"Also, inform the lord of the country about this!"

When the woman left in a hurry, the indifferent expression of the old Taoist priest in the Shenxiao Sect also suddenly fluctuated.

"The Five Tribulations will be born in the future, and the world will be in chaos......"

As he spoke, he looked at the statue of Lei Gong in front of him, who was bleeding and crying.

In a barren mountain full of corpses, a young man with a three-inch-long purple coffin hanging around his neck, who was originally just sitting on a huge chair made of white bones and pretending to sleep, suddenly opened a pair of golden eyes at this moment.

"Reincarnation Paradise"

"A demon is born?"

He muttered to himself and looked up at the night sky.

And underneath the bone chair are countless coffins one after another.

The coffins spread from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain and beyond the mountain.

There, there is a stone monument with a skull-shaped relic.

And on the stele, a sentence is written from golden blood.

"Eight hundred miles of corpse mountain and ghost ridge, gods and Buddhas also salute when they climb the mountain."