Croak......

The stars are dim, the night wind is tight, and the old eagle is sad and the ghost is shaking.

On the outskirts of Ningxian County, there is a mass grave on the north slope, there is an old locust with a crooked neck on the slope, the branches and leaves of the old locust tree have withered, and several old eagles inhabit it, which makes people's backs chill.

The graves under the slope are densely packed, both old and new, and paper money is flying in the night wind.

In the distance, a faint candle flame came slowly in this direction, accompanied by a 'hey-hey' laugh or two, which could easily be reminiscent of something filthy about to happen.

A woman in a pink gauze skirt, her clothes are half exposed, and her posture is quite good, running in the dark with her skirt in her face, her expression is panicked, and she looks like she is in a panic.

The incense wind wafted, and the laughter came from behind him, a handsome young prodigal man dressed in silk and satin, holding a lantern, squinting and sniffing the dark fragrance in the wind.

Unhurried, but following closely, like a cat playing with a mouse.

Running and running, I met a wooden house in front of me, the woman in pink panicked, rushed in, the swinger carried a lantern, and followed slowly, "I originally wanted to have a seat with the sky as the earth, but I didn't want the heavenly prince to be so beautiful, and the boy should spend candles in the cave tonight, and I like to mention Mrs. Qiao!"

"Don't go, don't go, my son is here!"

The prodigal man followed him into the cabin, and when he entered, the cabin disappeared into the night, revealing a new grave, the earth was still very new, and there was no grave grass on it.

If an outsider sees it, he can't say that he has to give a sentence: Good words are hard to persuade damned ghosts, and great compassion is not self-exterminating!

But how can those who enter the inner know this?

The prodigal man only felt that he had entered not a small cabin, but a beautiful palace. The corridor is nine curves, the pavilions are connected, the water pavilions are connected, and the palace is heavy......

He thought that something was wrong, and when he was hesitating, he saw a group of warblers and warblers who were wearing golden steps, half-covered and half-hidden, with a looming wonder, and a fragrant fragrance all over their bodies, which could cause the blood of people and beasts to boil, pounced on him, and coaxed him to go inside.

All the beauties say that this is the North King's Mansion, the North King is hospitable, the son is suave, and when he sees it, he knows the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the North King will definitely appreciate it when he sees it, and then the son can do what he wants.

When the prodigal son heard this, he laughed, and stretched out his big hand eagerly, "What can I really do?"

"How does Childe want to treat slaves?" the big hand was lightly blocked by the bare hand.

"What do you say?" the big hand struck again, touching a soft, dark fragrance floating.

"Childe, you're so bad!"

The prodigal son was not ashamed, but proud, laughing, he put his fingertips on the tip of his nose and sniffed, revealing an intoxicated appearance, and then looked at the women, his eyes were blurred before he was drunk, "It's so fragrant!"

Surrounded by this group of warblers and swallows, the prodigal son walked with vain and fluttering steps, and went to meet the master of this mansion, the king of the north.

Walk into the nine-curved corridor, pass through the many halls, and finally come to a magnificent hall with white walls and red tiles and glazed columns.

In the brightly lit grand hall, there is the color of silk and bamboo wind music, and all the beauties in the hall dance together, and the waves and laughter continue. There is a middle-aged man in a python robe on the high seat in the middle, with a heroic appearance and a heroic face.

On the side seats on both sides of the hall, there are scholars who raise their chopsticks and hit the bowls; there are chivalrous men who step on the table and shout loudly, and there are also woodcutters who sit stupidly on the side, looking at the beauties in the hall, salivating and coveting silly music......

The prodigal son entered with the women, and the king of the north raised his glass heroically, "There are friends from afar, we should respect them." I don't know how to call Your Highness?"

The prodigal son raised his eyes and swept away, as if he was looking for someone, and when he heard the words, he arched his hand and said: "Under the surname Mo, Shicai followed a woman in pink to inadvertently break into the land of the Northern King, and I hope to forgive me for the abrupt place!"

"The woman in pink? Oh! I think what the prince said, it should be the thirteenth daughter of this king......, Qiu Niang!

As the heroic voice of the North King sounded, all the guests in the palace raised their glasses to celebrate.

Not long after, the woman in pink reappeared, curling and pavilion, half-covered with silk scarves, horizontal waves of watery eyes, striking each other while walking, swaying and colliding, clanging sound, crisp and pleasant.

The green silk is like a waterfall, the starry eyes are rippling, and the dark fragrance is floating, which is provocative.

When the prodigal son saw it, he got drunk before drinking, stared at him with his eyes, shook his head and said: "This woman should only be in heaven, could it be that this son inadvertently came to the heavenly realm?

As he spoke, he got up, and arched his hand at the woman in pink and said, "Shicai is a little abrupt to the thirteen county lords, and I hope the thirteen county lords will forgive me! ”

He held the wine glass, walked up next to the hall as if no one was around, his eyes did not leave the thirteen county lords of the woman in pink, and after seven steps, he said, "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. ”

"Good!

The king of the north took the lead in clapping his hands, and those merry talents also hit the bowl.

When the thirteen county lords looked at the prodigal son, there was a sudden increase in agility in their eyes.

Not long after, the wanderer also joined in this scene of wandering, and frequently invited the thirteen county lords beside him.

When the thirteen county lords looked at the prodigal son, there was an inexplicable entanglement and struggle in their eyes.

I don't know how long it took, all the guests in the venue were lying at their desks, drunk and unconscious.

Those Yingying Yanyan, who were still smiling at each other, suddenly changed their demeanor after the middle-aged man on the throne got up, revealing their green fangs.

The drunken guests were all turned into rotting corpses, and the stench filled the room.

The originally beautiful palace has long since become a dark and cold cave.

The bright lights instantly turned into a dark green ghost candle.

In the middle of the cave, there is a blood pool several zhang wide, and in the center of the blood pool, there is a strange three-eyed statue with eight arms and nine snake tails and green fangs.

Where is this palace, it is clearly a ghost nest.

Even the thirteen county lords who were bright and spirited before, their faces had become pale and bloodless at this time, but there was only a trace of sorrow between their eyebrows, but it was difficult to erase it.

When he looked at the prodigal, he couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

"What's the matter?" Qiu Niang is reluctant?giggle...... someone laughed.

Someone said: "This son is suave and talented, and he is so attentive to our little Qiu Niang, Xiao Qiu Niang is kind-hearted, how can she bear to see him die?"

The middle-aged man in the python robe said in a deep voice: "Okay! Seventy-seven and forty-nine Yin Spirit Blood Food has been prepared, a new round of sacrifices has officially begun, everyone is neat on their hands and feet, and there are already righteous people who have paid attention to the disappearance of people here, after doing this vote, we will change places tomorrow." ”

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man spoke, came to the edge of the pool of blood, and muttered words in his mouth, first reciting an incomprehensible incantation, and only after the statue was shining bright, did he say in a loud voice: "O all-pervasive, all-powerful lord of the heavens and demons......!

As the middle-aged man knelt down and prayed by the pool with a fanatical gesture, and an ancient and obscure incantation was triggered, the statue in the center of the blood pool emitted a deep dark light, and the blood in the blood pool also boiled and poured towards the statue.

The prodigal who was finally brought in here was carried by two strong female ghosts and slipped to the edge of the pool of blood, and he almost vomited when he touched the smell of blood.

When the claws of one of the female ghosts touched the back of the swinger's neck, a sharp sword peeked out of the female ghost's back, "Gow!

The impaled female ghost screamed, centered on the sword, and began to turn into flying ashes.

When the rest of the female ghosts saw this, they were stunned at first, and then they screamed and threw themselves at the prodigal.

Among these female ghosts, there was a female ghost in pink who looked at him, her eyes glowed with the brilliance of not belonging to ghosts, and even her pale little face seemed to be dyed with a faint flush.

The prodigal man rose up with a sword, his body was like a dragon turning over the river, turning up the waves, and the waves turned into Dao Dao Qinglian, and the lotus petals scattered, turning into Dao Dao sword qi, and shooting away in all directions.

For a while, the petals fluttered, and the sword qi was horizontal.

The female ghosts who were injured by the petal sword qi screamed and retreated.

Where the sword qi slashed, it seemed like fireworks falling on the paper, instantly burning those papers into thousands of holes and scorching marks.

The other sturdy female ghost closest to him, the most affected, had turned into ashes.

The rest of the female ghosts screamed and threw themselves into the pool of blood, letting the blood in the pool wash away the sword qi on their bodies, even including the little Qiu Niang.

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and roared angrily, "The sword is out of Qinglian, this is the Qinglian sword technique, you are from Qingxuanzong, damn it!"

The middle-aged man roared and retreated, pinching his fingers, and on the edge of the cave, a pair of dry corpses kicked the coffin board away, roaring and rushing towards the prodigal.

"Imperial ghost control corpse, the remnants of the Ghoul Sect, are you from the Heaven and Earth Gate or the Ten Thousand Ghost Pavilion?"

"Guess!"

"I guess you're sister!"

The prodigal man cursed, and lunged at the middle-aged man with his sword, but was surrounded by a dry corpse that looked a little dull, but moved very quickly.

The sword qi shot into those dried corpses, and only a popping sound was heard, as if piercing into a haystack of spears, and it could not do any effective damage to these dried corpses.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the edge of the blood pool, and knelt down to the statue, saying some apologetic words in his mouth, as if he was afraid that the statue would be angry.

There was an aura emanating from the statue, and that momentum shook people's scalps.

Seeing this, the prodigal son retreated, leading the dried corpses towards the outside of the cave.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man threw himself towards the prodigal, "Do you want to leave, since you have already come, then don't go! If there is a Yin Spirit Blood Food, the Lord of Darkness is angry, I can't afford it!"

"Sacrifice an ancient evil existence, and eventually you will become a monster without a person, a ghost, in order to get that little bit of power, is it worth it?"

The prodigal son's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, which shook the middle-aged man's brain, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing that the prodigal man took the opportunity to sweep into the cave passage, the middle-aged man snorted: "If you want to confuse my mind with words, you are still tender! As long as you can get the power, why not become a ghost?"

As the two chased through the passage, a terrible roar came from the cave.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, stretched out his finger, and a mysterious light flew out.

With a bang, the passage in front of the prodigal man was suddenly blown up, blocking the entire passage in an instant, and the prodigal had to stop.

"Boy, see where you are fleeing now? The little monk who has just entered the foundation building dares to come to ruin my big things, so let you make a stepping stone for my take-off!"

The prodigal man turned around, pointed his sword at the ground, and said, "Dare to ask what your Excellency is called? Which sect do you come from? Since I am a person who is going to die, you have to let me die to understand!"

"Boy, what's your name, you're quite bold!" the middle-aged man sneered, directing a bunch of dried corpses to rush towards the prodigal, completely letting the little brother go first.

"Poor Daoxing will not change his name, he will not change his surname, Qingxuanzong Mo Tianxing is also!"

"Mo Tianxing, you are a ghost! Qingxuanzong Mo Tianxing, he was already a Jindan monk in his early years, and now he thinks that there should be a Yuanying cultivator!

"That's my brother Mo Tianxin, I'm my brother Mo Tianxing...... What's your name?"

"In Xiahuangzhou, there is no door and no faction!"

Damn, not honest!

Both of them were scolding the same thing in their hearts.

Just as the dried corpses rushed towards him, the prodigal son took out a picture of an animal skin from his bosom, threw it into the air, pinched his sword, and shouted, 'Open'.

The beast skin diagram suddenly turned into a sword array, and the twenty-eight flying swords in it rose at the same time, and the sword aura was strong for a while, and the dried corpses and the middle-aged man were enveloped in an instant.

After the twenty-eight flying swords took off, they turned into a stream of sword light, and the sword light was divided into two and two into four...... Eventually, the entire passage was flooded with sword light, and rubble flew everywhere.

"Twenty-Eight Star Sword Formation Diagram, your old son Mo Danchen is holding on to you!, but how much power can you exert?" The middle-aged man sneered, took out a talisman from his arms, and quickly slapped it towards himself, and immediately saw a shield appear outside his body.

It was too late, but it was too fast, and countless sword qi turned into a sword qi dragon, which burst out and poured on the shield, just making the shield shake for a while.

"The best golden armor talisman, the thing of the Red Maple Building, it seems that your family background is good! You can even afford this kind of talisman, it doesn't look like a casual cultivation. ”

"You don't care about that!"

The middle-aged man snorted lightly, took out a bell, and shook it at the swinger.

At the sound of the sound, the swinger only felt dizzy for a while, but the dry corpses suddenly became violent, and they all rushed towards the swinger with sword light.

The prodigal man controlled the sword array, allowing the sword light to rain down on the dried corpses.

In the roar of the sword light, the limbs of the dried corpses were dismembered by segments, no blood flew sideways, no flesh and blood were blurred, only the rancid dry corpse segments, one by one......

At this moment, in the cave, there was a sudden roar, and a black mist filled the air, surging wildly towards the cave passage.

Seeing the black mist surging, the middle-aged man fell directly to the ground, and shouted in his mouth: "The master is angry, the master is angry......"

The black mist seemed to have a spirit, swept past the middle-aged man, pounced into the sword array, and instantly corroded the sword array, and the long sword with a handle was stained, turned into a rusty sword, and fell to the ground one after another.

Seeing this, the prodigal son couldn't help but be stunned, and secretly scolded: Mo Changgeng harmed me!

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