Without Li Nianyu's nagging, without Li Nianyu shouting to eat, Yang Fusang took a look and slept until night.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside, and on a summer night, the insects were the most lively, and together with the frogs in the pond, it seemed to play a beautiful music.

"Jade slave!"

"Jade slave!"

Yang Fusang put on his shoes, got out of bed and looked for a lamp, lit the lamp with a lighter, and then turned on the lamp in his room and the lamp in the courtyard one by one.

"Jade slave!"

When he arrived in the courtyard, Yang Fusang's shouting stopped, "Dead girl, sleep more dead than me!"

Holding the candlestick, Yang Fusang reached out and knocked on the door of Yunu's room, and when she knocked on the door, she felt something strange.

"Don't say anything, I'll come in!"

Pushing open the door of Yunu's room, the candle flame in her hand illuminated the room, and the originally dark room appeared at this time with a yellowish light, and the yellowish light broke through the darkness, revealing the true face of the room.

On the bed, Yu Nu lay quietly on one end, her eyes closed and her face smiling.

"Jade slave!"

Yang Fusang stepped forward and took a few steps.

The candle flame is in Yang Fusang's hands, all the light comes from her, and what her subordinates do, the people standing around can't see it at all.

It was pitch black under the candlestick, and in the room, the cupboard next to the bed, was tall and blocked out of all light, and it was also dark.

In the darkness, there was movement.

Under the darkness, Yang Fusang moved.

A few steps ahead, her hands moved as well.

She was already being counterattacked, but now she is just enduring the power of counterattack, and the color of her face has become whiter.

Li Nianyu, I promised to help you take care of your mother, and I will do what I say.

"If you don't go to the road of life, you want to choose the road of death, I will fulfill you!"

When Yang Fusang was about to walk to the bed, a long sword, with a voice, appeared in Yang Fusang's ears and on his shoulder.

At the same time, the hand under the candle flame also raised his long sword, Yang Dusk, and stabbed towards the other party.

The owner of the sword on Yang Fusang's shoulder is a man with a big flower face, looking at his appearance, he is a demon, but what kind of demon is it, his form is not like four, plus Yang Fusang's spell is counter-devouring, he can't be identified at all.

Similarly, the Sunset Sword was held around the man's neck, and if he moved slightly, he would die by slitting his neck.

"You, how do you know ......"

"I knew it from the moment you showed up!"

"Who are you?"

"Who do you care who I am, what are you doing here?"

"I'm in charge of you!"

"If you want me to care, then it's up to you to see if you can get out of this room alive!" Yang Fusang shook the Yang Dusk Sword in his hand, and the Yang Dusk Sword conjured up an identical sword and drew a picture on the other party's face, "Say!"

"I ......"

Yang Fusang's actions just now made the other party tremble a little, seeing that her sword is indeed a good sword, and it is also a fairy sword, the fairy sword has a spirit, how can her broken blade be faster than hers.

Even so, fight with her!

The man withdrew his sword, "If you have the ability, let's fight!"

"Fight?" Yang Fusang sneered, "I won't fight with you, I'll solve it for you directly!"

"Really?" the man smiled, leaned back, and sat on the edge of the jade slave's bed, "See how you are?"

As he spoke, the man's hand reached out to the jade slave.

"Don't!" Yang Fusang ran over, "If you dare to touch her, I will let you know what it's like to be scattered!"

"Don't come here, I'll ruin the long pearl if you come!"

"Long Pearl?"

Isn't this a treasure of the Extraordinary Immortal Gate?

"You don't know Chang Mingzhu?" the man looked at Yang Fusang's unknown face and said, "Okay, I'll let you be a ghost today!"

The man said, his hand still above the jade slave's mouth, ready to take the long pearl at any time.

"The long pearl is originally a thing in the fairy world, this woman's husband is a person who cultivates immortals, the woman was seriously ill a few years ago, and she is about to go to the underworld, it is her husband who went back to his own door, begged for this long pearl, and saved her. ”

It turned out that it was really him, Li Dao was the fifth senior brother Yu Ankou, the senior brother who wanted to join hands with him for the rest of his life.

"So you want to hide from this long pearl?" Yang Fusang asked.

The man looked at Yang Fusang, "Aren't you? You don't even know this, how can you take it!"

"Take?" Yang Fusang sneered, "It also depends on whether you have such a skill!"

"That's only known by comparison!" the man said, one hand against Yang Fusang, the other hand on the face of the jade slave, the black mist shrouded the face of the jade slave, and the face of the jade slave soon appeared a hideous expression.

The long pearl was begged by Li Dao for her, in order to protect her life, and it was also the thought that Li Dao left her.

"Really?"

This time, Yang Fusang used the only remaining trace of magic on his body, condensed it into a trick, and sent it towards the man in black.

A turquoise glow appeared in the jade slave's room, illuminating the entire room, and then a scream appeared in the courtyard.

Seeing the man fly away, Yang Fusang's chest, which was blocked by a candle, finally couldn't hold it anymore, blood spurted out of his mouth, the blood in his mouth had spread to his whole body, and a black color appeared in his eyes.

"Jade slave, jade slave ·····"

After shouting twice, Yang Fusang fell, the candle in his hand fell to the ground, the wick was facing the ground, and the burning candle flame was extinguished in the process of falling.

Yang Fusang's shouting didn't wake up the jade slave, but she couldn't wake her up anymore!

The candles went out, and the room was plunged into darkness again.

In the courtyard, the candles lit by Yang Fusang burned little by little, and there were tears a little bit.

Outside the courtyard, a woman's voice appeared in the darkness, along with the chirping of insects and frogs.

"What a powerful person this woman is today, do you two want me to come up?" said the woman, dressed in black and carrying a spatula on her back, to the two behind her.

Behind the woman in black, a man in white, a man in black with a long chain in his hand, followed behind her.

The man in black was jumping, and the man in white was calm.

"Meng Qi, isn't there no way to call you?" said the man in black.

Who is Meng Qi? That is Meng Po, the lord of the Yellow Spring for a hundred miles, and when she appears here, the black and white behind her are the famous ghosts in the underworld, black and white impermanent.

What he said just now was what Hei Wuchang said, what he said was reason, but Meng Qi didn't say anything!

"Ah Qi," Bai Wuchang stepped forward and said, "Ah Qi, Ah San, the Yang patriarch, she has lived here for a long time, Xiao Chun has met her here, we called you to let you have a look together." ”

"Look? All these years, there is no news of her, and I don't know where she went? I can't find her in the heavens and on the earth! You said that the eldest son of her family also came to our underworld a few years ago to ask, where did she go?" Meng Qi put away the shovel in his hand and pushed away the dark courtyard.

Although the yard is dark, it is not dark for them, but it is just right.

After the courtyard was opened, a burst of lotus fragrance came to his face, Meng Qi nodded, this fragrance was the fragrance on the pastry that Yang Fusang brought her, and turned his head to look at Bai Wuchang, "It seems that what Xiaochun said is true!"

"How did you find out?" asked Black Impermanence.

Meng Qi rolled his eyes, "I won't tell you! this is my secret with Sang'er!"

"Hmph!" Black Impermanence snorted coldly and walked towards the inside of the room.

As he approached the room, his dark complexion changed slightly, "Not good!"

"What's wrong?" Bai Wuchang asked at the same time as Meng Qi.

The two of them said, and also ran towards the door, and when they arrived at the door, the faces of the two also changed, this breath was hers!

The three of them pushed open the door at the same time and ran inside.

In the house, Yang Fusang lay quietly on the ground, and the candle in his hand had already been extinguished.

"Sang'er!"

Meng Qi stepped forward, hugged Yang Fusang, and kept calling, "Sang'er!"

The man in his arms did not move, but continued to fall asleep.

Bai Wuchang stretched out his hand and probed her pulse, "She's very seriously injured," Bai Wuchang frowned, "Her injury is not someone else's, it's a backlash!"

"The wound of the backlash?" Hei Wuchang looked at Bai Wuchang with a puzzled face, "How is she, how did she become like this? As soon as she disappears, it will be thirty years, and goodbye will be like this!"

"What should I do?" Meng Qi asked.

"What should I do?" Bai Wuchang stretched out his hand, took Yang Fusang from Meng Qi's hand, and hugged him, "You take that woman's soul with you, and we will go back to the underworld!"

Returning to the underworld is the best way! At the critical moment, it still depends on Bai Wuchang, such a calm person, uh! no, a calm ghost.

The underworld.

Baili Yellow Spring is a little more lively than before.

As for the reason, the people in Meng Po Village were busy coming and going, just for a woman lying on the bed.

"Father, why hasn't Sang'er woken up yet?"

Yang Fusang, whom they brought back from the world, slept for three days in a row, and there was no sign of waking up, Meng Qi was a little anxious, and went to the Hades Mansion in person and invited the Hades King.

Hades is her father, and his knowledge and magic are very profound.

"Rakshasa her, she was injured by the power of the backlash, and then she used magic to bring her to the way she is now, you wait a minute, and you will wake up in two days!"

"Father. Meng Qi thought for a moment and said, "Do we want to contact Mu Qianchen in the Heavenly Realm?"

"No, wait for her to wake up and see what she means!"

"Good!"

Sending the Hades King away, Meng Qi returned to Yang Fusang's room.

During the years when Yang Fusang was away, she still helped her keep the room she used to live in, and according to her habits, she put a flower in the white porcelain vase in front of the window.

Over the years, the flowers on the other side have changed every day, but this person doesn't know where he has gone? Now he appears, but he has internal injuries all over his body, and he can't stand up with magic.

On the way to the underworld, if it weren't for Bai Wuchang joining forces with her, he wouldn't have been able to bring her in.

"Sang'er, what did you do? How did you get such a serious injury? I haven't seen you in the past thirty years, you have lost a lot of weight!"

Sitting in front of the bed, Meng Qi looked at the person on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Sang'er, wake up quickly, wake up, let's look at the yellow sand in the sky, these years, you are not here, white has grown in my Lethe River, wait for you to wake up and take you to see!"

"Sang'er, you, how have you been all these years?"

"Mulberry ......"

Meng Qi kept asking and didn't listen, but the person on the bed still didn't move.

"Ah Qi!"

"Ah Qi!"

Outside the door, there were also people calling for Meng Qi.

Who is it that is so anxious, who is it that is so urgent?

Who is it?