Lu Lu didn't know what it was like in his heart, Xu was happy, finally, this person died, he had thought about it for so many years, and he died. In an instant, Lu Lu's heart was beating violently in his chest, and it hurt. I am dead, and my chest is usually without any ups and downs, which is ...... Hades will summon him.

The surrounding environment changed suddenly, he pulled Jiang Yuan to Bliss, kneeling in the middle of the hall, surrounded by square and square ministers of the ghost world, all of them whispered and did not say a word. Above the dark hall, a young man who was about twenty years old was lying on his back on the throne at the highest point in the hall, and his sitting posture was as immodest as he was. His face was obscured by darkness, making it impossible to see him for what he really was. The throne had an indescribable eerie feeling, and the young man was tilting his head at the ghost minister who was kneeling down for him below, and his voice was sharp and full of charm: "Lu Lu, have you had enough, Lingyunmen has found Benjun here when he is looking for trouble." ”

"I also ask Hades to forgive my sins, but ...... Here's good news, and it may make you feel a little better. ”

"Oh? Let's hear it. The tone of the person on the stage changed slightly, as if he really wanted to know what the good news was.

"Cloud Mirror is dead." As soon as these words came out, some of the ghosts around were surprised, and some of them were suspicious.

"Oh? He's dead...... Scold. The young man on the stage turned to a straight seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, his hands and fingers touched, his elbows flat on the seatknob, and the obsidian wrench on his thumb shimmered with a strange dark light.

At this moment, no ghost in the audience dares to squeak, God knows whether this ancestor is happy or angry now, don't want to exist in this world if you are not careful, it doesn't matter if you are a minister or something else, it doesn't make a difference to him, it all depends on his mood.

And here, the people who were left behind by Lu Lu were still in a daze, and they did not recover from the death of Yunjing.

Ying Zhen was the first to speak, and was about to go out as she spoke: "Let's go, I don't want to wait for him to come back." ”

An elder grabbed Ying Zhen's arm and didn't let her go, his already cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was a little excited: "Wait, Feng Qing is really dead?" ”

Ying Zhen shrugged helplessly: "Naturally, it's fake." ”

"And how do you explain that?" The other senior pointed to the lifeless body on the ground.

"It's not a cloud mirror." It seems that if you don't explain it clearly, you don't want to leave, so let's make it clear here: "Your good disciple has been hidden by me." As he spoke, he took out a jade box from his cuff that was exactly the same as the one that was broken just now, and this jade, luster, pattern, and smoothness Ying Zhen was reluctant to fall even if they were killed: "The cloud mirror is still here." ”

This statement did not seem convincing enough, and they still stared at the man on the ground: "Who is this?" It is exactly the same as the wind and the light face. ”

"He's not a person, it's just a clay figure I made before I came, but I just asked Yun Jing to cast some magic on me, so that he looks exactly the same as Yun Jing, just now when I snatched the jade box over, I changed the two of them, because it is a clay figure, so there is no sign of life, no different from a dead person, fortunately, Lu Lu didn't do anything about this clay figure just now, if he slapped it again, he was found not to say, and he splashed us with mud." After speaking, in order to convince them, Ying Zhen also picked up a slender stone and poked a hole in the cloud mirror hand on the ground, there was no meat, and the wound did not bleed, only gray mud gushed out.

The old men glanced at each other and already believed what Ying Zhen said, but they didn't know what her purpose was: "Then why do you want to play such a play to tease us?" ”

"Please, I was making fun of you, and I don't know who fell and caused us to be discovered. You don't look at Lu Lu like that, is he willing to give up without Yunjing's life? Ying Zhen first gave them a big white eye, thought for a moment, and then pursed her lips: "But in the final analysis, it is indeed our fault, and we have no choice but to make this decision." ”

"So, is the wind light okay?" Everyone cast concerned eyes.

Ying Zhen touched his neck: "Hmm...... can't say it's okay, he really suffered the slap Lu Lu, and I don't know what kind of wind he smoked, but fortunately, he still has his life, just rest for a while. ”

After hearing this, the old men were relieved, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing them like this, Ying Zhen had to remind them of one more thing, so that they could cheer up: "This matter is not over yet, Yun Jing is not dead, his soul will not go to the underworld, and the people in the underworld will find out immediately, so they have to run away now." ”

Only then did the group react, and they escaped from the cave one after another, of course, Ying Zhen is still a royal branch, although it is slow, but it is quite stable now. They decided to go up the river, although Edgeworth could get out of the place where she and Yunjing had entered, but it was Xu's mansion, Lu Lu's lair, what if he found out and came back? I don't dare to go there when I think about it. When you reach the upper reaches of the stream, there is a hole that is faintly shining, and from there you can get out.

Ying Zhen crawled out of the hole, sat on the ground with her butt slumped, her hands propped up behind her back, quite a feeling of the rest of her life, look at the surrounding environment, okay, she guessed, it was the Wind Inn. The exit is here, under the counter of the Fengqi Inn, there is a secret passage, otherwise how could they have met Jiang Wan in the cave so coincidentally. But at this time, the sky was already bright, and the inn was still a bleak scene of depression and no one, but this time there was no one, at least when she came yesterday, there were still a few money managers and cooks and Xiao Er, and now there is really no one.

Get up from the ground, walk to the door, open the door, and the outside is completely changed, not the bustling market at night, nor the bleakness of the day, because all the buildings are gone! Everywhere you look, there is yellow sand everywhere, the wind here sweeps the sand and flies high and high, if you dare to stand in this place with your eyes wide for three seconds, get ready to go back and wash your eyes! This desert is bigger and drier than the last time she and Gu and Jin encountered. So, in this desert of unknown size, this inn has become a lonely grave, burying their grave!

"Hey, hey, old man, what's going on?" Ying Zhen banged heavily on the door of the inn, so frightened that the group of old men rushed over from the cave one by one to see the situation.

"It's a small village during the day, but at this time...... This one...... I've never seen such a strange thing happen to an old man at such an old age. Ying Zhen looked at the others, and the old men around him also shook their heads one after another.

"Ahh What is the use of you? Ying Zhen was already crazy, and at this time, a familiar magnetic voice sounded: "He is gone, ......" At the same time, the voice was also very weak, it was Yunjing.

"Hey, is there any way you can get him out, come out and talk." Ying Zhen took out the jade box that had just been placed in his sleeve and placed it in front of the old men.

One of the old men stood up and recited some incantations that Ying Zhen didn't understand at the box, and Yun Jing appeared on a bench in the inn, his face was pale, with a big drop of cold sweat on his forehead, one hand clenched his chest, and one hand held the table to support himself to sit without falling down, breathing rapidly, he really looked extremely weak.

Ying Zhen saw that he was about to fall down at any time, so he ran over to support Yunjing and sat beside him, but his body was soft and his head was crooked, and he fell directly on Ying Zhen's left shoulder, Ying Zhen as a girl, this kind of contact is still relatively resistant, stretched out his hand to make him sit up straight, his voice was powerless, like a dying man: "Don't move, I really don't have the strength." ”

Everyone on the side thinks that Ying Zhen is a teenager, and Yun Jing also thinks so, so naturally he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this action, hey! I'm really dumb now, I can't tell if I'm suffering from Coptis chinensis!