"Chi Yan, your uncle, you killed everyone!" Feng Qingyun scolded people first, but he could escape, Yuan Shen could escape, what should he do with his body? What about his soul? And he has already carried out half of the plan...... He had never wanted to kill a man at such a moment, no, a demon.

The powerful spiritual power swept over these people, and after seeing who and what their primordial god was, the plague god was stunned for a moment, these people looked like they were all the way, but in fact they were not all the way, interesting......

He looked at the god of the underworld, and found that the dignified god had even lost his body, and immediately sneered and didn't care, and then looked at Chi Yan, "It's just a small number of seedlings!" Barely able to catch his eyes, he pointed at him and asked, "You tell this god, what are you doing in this god's territory?"

How can this be answered?

Yi Ke is an honest child, he looked at Lechuan, saw Lechuan nodding at him, and said truthfully: "I'm waiting to track down the demon of the demon world." "It's concise and to the point, but the style remains the same. Lechuan wanted to hammer him to death, but he added stubbornly, "We just want to track them down and see what kind of conspiracy they are engaged in, and we definitely don't mean to offend our predecessors." "Let's get them out first.

Glancing at this ghost fairy, out of the psychology of loving the house and Wu, the plague god didn't do anything to him, just gave him a big white eye, and turned his gaze to Acacia.

Seeing the colorful glow on this girl's forehead, he was startled at first, and in order to confirm his conjecture, he directly shot out a spiritual light on Acacia's head, and came to a soul-searching Dafa.

"What are you doing?" Yi Ke, Lechuan and Chi Yan all showed their weapons, with a desperate posture, but at this time, Feng Qingyun made a move to stop them, "He has no malicious intent!"

Lechuan and Chi Yan both glared at him at the same time, nervously clenching their swords, although they pressed the intention of killing the past immediately, they were always ready to fight this person to the death.

Yi could see that the master of this kind of cultivation had made a move, and he didn't feel the murderous aura, so he just stared at the plague god's every move defensively.

This kind of forcible soul search is really bad, the pain of the whole head as if it exploded, like being in a huge funnel-shaped whirlpool, people are swallowed and fiddled with by powerful forces, and they swirl around and around along its orbit, like duckweed without roots. Acacia only felt that the sky was turning, the earth was spinning again, and she herself was also turning, dizzy, dizzy.

Looking at the experience of lovesickness, as well as some secrets that she didn't know, the plague god glanced at Feng Qingyun and withdrew his hand.

"Acacia!" The three men stretched out their hands to help her at the same time, and she was in a trance, and she was spread out in their arms without a center of gravity.

"No wonder her cultivation is now only to the earth immortals, and it turns out that her soul is incomplete. The plague god aimed at the god with great interest, and communicated their most important concerns through their spiritual sense.

"I wonder if Your Excellency is willing to let us go?"

"You killed the dream demon, who will weave dreams for this god?"

Feng Qingyun thought again and again, "What do you want?"

"In a word, give me two godheads. The plague lion opened his mouth.

Feng Qingyun almost vomited blood, "Godhead? Or two?"

The plague god raised an eyebrow, noncommittal.

Before the conditions were discussed, the soul of the dream demon carried Ju Fang's soul back to the main hall from the dream.

"How could this be......" The moment she saw her corpse, Ju Fang seemed to be empowered by heavenly thunder, and for a while, many intermittent memories poured into her brain, and she had a splitting headache.

"Ju Fang ......" saw that his sweetheart was being held hostage, where was the plague god still in the mood to follow the god of the underworld, and immediately teleported to the dream demon, his eyes were blood-red, and he hated to kill him alive.

People who have died once are most afraid of death, and directly regard Ju Fang as their own human shield, fix her in front of him, holding a short and concise dagger in his hand, the dagger is so close to Ju Fang's neck, and the plague god is scared, "You let go of her, there is a kind of rushing to the gods?"

Dream Demon also wants to have the ability to vent to the plague god, but unfortunately, he is not an opponent. But what's there, catching this woman is equivalent to grabbing seven inches of a snake. He looked at the anxious jumping plague god without fear, and his face was full of smug smiles, "I can't imagine that you have trapped this seat for hundreds of years, enslaved this seat for hundreds of years, and in the end you will be planted in the hands of this seat." ”

This reversal came a little fast, and a few little shrimps in Lechuan were suddenly a little dazed, and wanted to escape, this damn enchantment couldn't get out. The most terrible thing is that the plague god has woken up, which one has the ability to escape under his nose. In this way, they were reduced to the crowd of melon-eating people who were forced to watch the excitement 12345.

"If you want to kill, kill it, what are the mushrooms?" Ju Fang's neck was cut by a dagger while struggling, and although it was a soul, it still felt pain. The plague god gasped, reached out, and shrank back under the threat of the dream demon. Ju Fang didn't appreciate the love of the plague god, she hated the plague god, and even more hated that she was still in love with this man.

"Dream Demon, what do you want, just say it!" The plague god only felt that the sweat pores of his whole body exploded, and a heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he hurriedly retreated, for fear of angering the dream demon.

But Ju Fang's heart was like ashes, and the corners of her lips overflowed with a sarcastic smile, taking advantage of the moment when the dream demon's hands were shaking because of excitement, she stepped on the dream demon with a hard foot, and her elbow hit the dream demon's stomach hard, and she didn't care if her neck was scratched, and raised a palm to hit the heart of the dream demon who was grinning with her teeth in pain, "Dream demon, you caught the wrong meat ticket!" No matter how bad she is, she is also the princess of the ghost clan.

At the same time, the plague god raised his sword and cut the soul of the dream demon into several pieces, and he couldn't die anymore, he hated others threatening him the most.

Ju Fang's soul was unstable, she did not return to the flesh first, but forcibly summoned the gorgeous scimitar in the flesh's hand. She took off the scabbard of her scimitar, and walked towards the plague god with contradictions in her eyes, sometimes with unforgettable hatred in her eyes, sometimes with tender love.

Several people watching the excitement held their breath at the same time, wishing that they could disappear immediately. After seeing so many things that shouldn't be seen, this plague god won't die for a while, right?

The scimitar pressed against the plague god's heart, and it pushed inward little by little, but the plague god did not dodge, let alone retreat, he just looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness that could not be dissolved.

With a "snort", the sound of a knife entering the flesh spread throughout the space, and in Ju Fang's push and the advance of the plague god, the handle of the knife sank into the heart of the plague god.

There is a kind of love in the world called the knife stuck in the heart!

"I'm a dead man now, Ju Fang, you can't kill me!" he just looked at the woman in front of him distressedly.

"yes, I've killed you once, twice, three times......... I've killed you countless times!" Ju Fang smiled bitterly, let go of the scimitar in his hand, and when he raised his hand, there was no blood. She remembered that the first time she killed the plague god, the blood was reddish-gray and splashed her face. She also heard the ticking of blood dripping onto the ground.

She covered her head, recalling the process of killing the plague god every time, she obviously killed him again and again, but why, he just didn't die?

She couldn't figure it out!

The whole person suddenly fell into a familiar embrace, the plague god hugged her tightly, "I'm sorry......" he apologized countless times, the heart of the previous Tao was unwilling, but now he hates that all this has not happened or he has come anew. He thought that if there was such a possibility, he would be kicked in the brain by a donkey, and he would not hurt Ju Fang again.

It's a pity that there are no ifs!

Back then, the plague god was a headache for all beings in the Six Realms, and whoever saw it frowned, and where he went to offer him as an ancestor, he was worried that he would be in a bad mood one day, and there would be countless deaths and injuries with a wave of his hand.

He has seen all kinds of beauties, but he has never seen a girl as kind, contradictory, compassionate, and fiery as Ju Fang. He remembered very well that he had nothing to do to go around the capital city of the human world, drank for three days and three nights, and heard a melodious singing when he was half drunk. The city of Xudu is connected to the underworld, so few people have the courage to go out in the middle of the night without sleeping.

Walking through the silent streets, the plague heard the sound and went away, and in an empty square, he saw countless ghosts forming a circle, from which the sound of songs and bells came from. He squeezed in out of curiosity.

It was the most beautiful woman the plague god had ever seen in his life, Qiongzi was beautiful, her skin was fair, her fiery red dress fluttered in the wind, and with the melody of the song, the woman twisted her slender waist, and the silver bells in her hands and feet made a crisp sound......

"The Soul Returns,"

"I don't see my lover!"

"Pray to Heaven,"

"Into my dreams!"

"In this life and in this life,"

"I'm sorry,"

"Drink the soul and reincarnate as a man,"

"He came to the mole!"

"Three Lives and Three Worlds,"

"I don't change my mind,"

"Bitter tears turn into bitter moles,"

"Rebuild the afterlife;"

"Three Lives and Seven Lives,"

"The infatuation is still there,"

"Three tears on the three-life mole,"

"Yan Jun Kai Grace for a lifetime of love!"

The singing voice carries a touch of sadness and comfort, very beautiful, very beautiful, and the girl's dancing posture is rare in the world.

There was a sad atmosphere, but she was like a fire, lighting the way for all ghosts. Yes, what if you drink the Soul Forgetting Soup? As long as you have a good heart, whether it is a relative, a lover, or a friend, you will see and will see you again.

Looking at the bustling and deserted streets, watching them follow the yin one by one, entering the gate of the underworld in an orderly manner, the plague god realized that this was the entrance to the underworld. This time of the night is wide open to welcome those ghosts in.

Seeing that it was getting quieter and quieter, several ghost slaves left with the woman in their arms.

"Shhhh

Get back?

She won't go back!

"If Princess Ben doesn't go back today, you should have never seen Princess Ben!" the woman said as she ran, chasing a long list of her ghost slaves.

"I'm not going back again!" I couldn't do it, so I had to close the door. He is a little yin, but he can't control the affairs of the princess. Fortunately, this little ancestor didn't linger in this city for a day or two.

The door slammed shut, then vanished.

"Who are you?" Leng Buding saw a stupid big man looking directly at his master, those ghost slaves stopped doing it, pushing the plague god, and chasing him like flies.