Shi Ling called out to the good guy: "You dead ghost has been dead for hundreds of years, and you are still catching up with the trend of playing stand-in literature?" ”

Sang Fu's eyes were full of obsession and madness that had not been dissipated until death, "Even if it's just the moon in the water, I'll pick it up and take a look." ”

Shi Ling sincerely suggested: "If you love your wife so much, you should go to her, instead of looking for a stand-in everywhere." Not to mention finding a stand-in, even if it's a brute. ”

Wen Yuzhu was at ease when he fought with Sang Fu's men, and he couldn't help but sneer when he heard it: "What kind of dead wife and wife, the toad wants to eat swan meat." He didn't get it at all. ”

Although he did not die in an era, after Wen Yuzhu became one of the ghost kings of the four directions, he also learned about the past of the other three ghost kings. Except for Si Yuan, who jumped out of a crack in a stone and didn't have any past in life, he knew all about the past of Sang Fu and Hua Yinyi.

Shi Ling smelled the smell of melons, and looked at Wen Yuzhu with bright eyes: "Tell me more about it." ”

Wen Yuzhu had already taken care of it again at the moment, and had returned to his previous appearance of a jade-faced spring.

He didn't think he would be able to be tough on Shi Ling, so he changed his strategy and showed a gentle smile on his face: "Shi Ling, you came to my Western Ghost Domain as a guest, I will tell you all the gossip you want to hear?" ”

Shi Ling asked: "Is the Western Ghost Domain the underworld?" ”

Wen Yuzhu nodded.

Shi Ling decisively refused: "Gossip is precious, and life is more valuable." I'm not a fool, how could I commit suicide just to listen to gossip? ”

Wen Yuzhu was slightly silent: "You don't have to commit suicide." It's okay not to go to the underworld, I'll take you on a trip? ”

Xuanqing Mountain, where Xuanxian Gate is located, is not considered a scenic spot?

Shi Ling waved her hand and refused, she felt that this was the same as taking her to climb a mountain or take her to diving.

Sang Fu looked bewitching and crazy: "Yes, I haven't gotten her, but I have reverently kissed every inch of land she has walked." After her death, she turned into mountains and rivers, clear and cloudy. So why didn't I ever have her? ”

Shi Ling: "......"

Wen Yuzhu opened the folding fan to cover his lips and smiled: "You also think he is mentally abnormal, right?" ”

Shi Ling felt that these two were half a catty and eight taels, both of them were snake spirit diseases, but she still looked down at the land under her feet, and couldn't help but ask Sang Fu: "Have you kissed this piece?" ”

Sang Fu: "...... Not. ”

Shi Ling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt that Sang Fu's situation was like some kind of indescribable star-chasing brain-dead bastard, even kissing the floor that the idol had stepped on, frantically collecting the peripherals everywhere, and fantasizing that she was with the idol.

But she was curious: "Is your idol Pangu?" After death, he turned into mountains and rivers? ”

Sang Fu was eerily silent for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at the mountains and hills in the distance: "My idol...... My deceased wife was the Empress of the Nine Shadows and Yin Dynasty. The world calls it, Hou Tu Niangniang. ”

When the words fell, there was a sudden electric light spreading between the gray heaven and earth, like a silver dragon tearing the sky.

The thunder roared, like a landslide, and suddenly the rain poured down.

Shi Ling sighed, "I know a lot of historical fandom dream girls now, but it's the first time I've seen mythical fandom dream men." You see, God can't listen to it anymore. ”

The fan in Wen Yuzhu's hand was put away, and at this moment he was holding a bamboo branch oil paper umbrella to block the heavy rain, and sneered: "He was a clan traitor in his life, and he is a demon after his death, and if he dares to blaspheme the gods, God naturally can't listen to it." ”