The underworld

The wandering sneaky people followed the slender figure closely, they coveted the breath and flesh of the living, but they were afraid of the powerful sense of oppression, and could only look away, watching the girl drive straight into the underworld with her miserable white ring.

Leng Yue cautiously used a little demonic qi to ensure that Xia Yue's body was not eroded by yin qi.

Because of her residence in the body, Xia Yue has a strong tolerance for demonic energy, but it is the yin and evil in the netherworld, which will damage the yang longevity of human beings.

The Impermanence Ghost recognized the Demon Clan's holy relics and respectfully led her to the Ghost King.

The blue-gray throne was leaning on a long man, his long hair hanging down to his shoulders slightly obscuring his feminine features, and his arms exposed under his wide robes were thin and white, like white bones.

After impermanence informed the ghost king, he sent the guards away with humor, leaving only the two kings in the palace to have their own thoughts.

Leng Yue had a request from the ghost king, so he took the initiative to explain his intentions. She hoped to bring Su Qi's soul back to the world so that she could meet her brother again.

This is what she owes Su Yuan, and she is willing to pay the corresponding price for it.

The Ghost Monarch was speechless for a long time, and when Leng Yue thought that he couldn't make a sound and was about to increase his chips, he heard him drag out his tone, and his tone was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, "The Demon Lord is actually condescending to the dignity and succumbing to the human body, so embarrassed, almost so that Benjun didn't recognize it." ”

Leng Yue didn't want to speak quickly at this time, but waited patiently for him to follow.

Ghost Jun did not refuse directly, but instead humiliated her coldly, which made her see the feasibility of this move. If you don't want to sell this favor, the ghost monarch can close the door and thank the guest, there is no need to offend her, which will not help the friendship between the two clans.

The man got up from the throne and walked slowly to Leng Yue. His silver-gray eyes were like an endless mist, suppressing countless emotions lurking in them.

"It seems that the Demon Lord has not only made himself disgraced, but even his memory has deteriorated."

Leng Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, re-examined the appearance of the ghost monarch, and searched carefully in his memory.

After she ascended the throne, she rarely interacted with the ghost clan, and the ghost monarch in front of her had only been in office for a hundred years, and she had never intersected, but his voiceover was clearly that she had known her for a long time......

Silver-gray eyes......

"I'm a puppet of the ghost clan." The skinny boy held out his hand to her and introduced himself.

Leng Yue blinked, when she was a child, in the Colosseum, the boy who killed the saber-toothed tiger with her and survived, gradually overlapped with the ghost monarch in front of him.

"Puppet?"

The Ghost King clapped his hands violently, and the dark blue torches hanging on the wall trembled with it, and his eyes barely showed emotions that could be classified as pleasant, but they were even more creepy.

"It's been a long time since I've heard anyone call that name."

Leng Yue frowned, although he didn't know what the puppet had experienced in the past hundred years, he was obviously no longer the boy who simply wanted to make friends with her.

Killing kings and seizing the throne, using tough methods, and penchanting to kill, he is rumored to be an unpopular and moody madman.

"Lonely is not here to catch up with the old people, the ghost king may as well say it if he has something to say." Leng Yue didn't have time to test each other with this evil ghost, so he deliberately changed his self-title to "Lonely".

There is no Leng Yue and puppets here, only the Demon Lord and the Ghost King.

The sporadic smile in his eyes instantly dissipated, and the man's gaze became cold, and he fell directly on Leng Yue.

"It's all starting to be called lonely, it seems that the demon lord wants to borrow the convenience of his identity to satisfy his own selfish desires."

Leng Yue was noncommittal, as long as it didn't endanger the interests of the entire demon clan, then she didn't mind promising some benefits in the name of the demon lord.

"In that case, would it be good for this monarch to ask the demon lord for a family affair?"

The Ghost Monarch suddenly leaned closer, and a cold breath brushed Leng Yue's forehead, "Let's get married, I think this matter will be of great benefit to both clans." ”

Leng Yue took half a step back without leaving a trace, trying to find the meaning of ridicule in his eyes, but he found nothing, he was serious.

The marriage between the kings of the two clans is only valid for a hundred years, and during these hundred years, the two clans will strengthen trade and exchange information, which can be said to be beneficial and harmless.

The Ghost Monarch put forward such a tempting condition, so that she could take Su Qi away safely while promoting friendship between the two clans.

Yet she was silent.

She couldn't imagine herself putting on her wedding dress, betraying her true heart, and going to someone other than Su Yuan. Even if it's just a political marriage, she can't do it.

"It seems that the demon lord has some concerns, since he is not sincere, why bother to bother." The ghost monarch's voice was hoarse, and the words were stained with coldness.

Seeing that he wanted to issue an "eviction order", Leng Yue hurriedly said, "If you owe this favor, you will definitely repay it in the future, and you will be alone...... This matter is really important, it won't take too long, and I hope the ghost king will be accommodating. ”

"Why?" "I feel guilty that human died because of me."

Benjun asked, why did he refuse to marry.

Leng Yue was stunned for a moment, and when she spoke again, there was warmth between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Because I already have a lover...... A lover who can't be made public. ”

In a long silence, the Ghost King retreated to his throne and leaned against his eyes to recuperate.

"The old friend reunited, Benjun is in a very good mood today, so he sold this favor. Go and report the deceased's information to Impermanence, and he will arrange it for you. ”

Things went more smoothly than expected, Leng Yue breathed a long sigh of relief and thanked him.

When the door of the underworld was about to close behind him, the voice of the ghost monarch came slowly, "Remember to repay me in the future, Ye Liang Yue." ”

Room

The appearance of the undead is stagnant at the last moment of life.

Su Qi's hair was wet on his shoulders, his skin was pale, his cheeks were puffy, and his body was ethereal, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any time and return to nothingness.

Although she hadn't drunk Meng Po soup yet, after wandering in the underworld for a few days, the memories of the living had begun to blur, and her expression was dazed and her eyes were scattered.

If Su Yuan saw his sister's appearance, I am afraid that he would only be more sad.

After thinking about it for a while, Leng Yue cut open his own flesh and skin, let Su Qi suck the blood of some living people, and then used his ability to make Xia Yue's body heal.

Under the nourishment of blood and qi, Su Qi's body shape has roughly become a substance, which is closer to the state before his death. On the other hand, Leng Yue, after being sucked and angry, her face showed an abnormal paleness.

In order to slow down the collapse of Xia Yue's body, Leng Yue has been deliberately restraining her demonic energy, but this long-term self-consumption has made her condition not optimistic.

She could have cared about Xia Yue's life or death, just treated her as an ordinary container, and left straight after using it.

As the head of a clan, it is extremely stupid to protect an ordinary human at the cost of himself.

But life does not distinguish between high and low, this is what Su Yuan taught her. Then she and Xia Yue have no reason to be more important.

She has learned to think in terms of human morality, rather than blindly following the nature of demons.

Su Qi's sanity regained her senses, and she couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Leng Yue, but after a short period of shock, she suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Leng Yue's arm.

"My drowning was not an accident, it was murder! Before I lost consciousness completely, I could see the murderer's face. ”