Three years ago, there was a riot in the original great country of Heqing Haiyan, and Qingzi, a disciple of Kunlun Mountain, suddenly turned into a ghost king, wantonly slaughtering in the human world, rampant, and bleeding everywhere he passed.

A three-year-long tyranny of the ghost king made the people and monks of the world miserable, and there were riots in various places to push the ghost king Qingzi off the high altar and crush his bones and ashes. However, Qingzi cultivated quite a lot during his lifetime, and after becoming the ghost king, he was invincible, and he was suppressed again and again, leaving a bloody lesson in vain.

In Death Valley, a magnificent and exquisite palace stands there, and it can be seen from the glossy glaze on the red walls and green tiles that this palace has not been built long ago, and it looks particularly eerie and terrifying under the green corpse oil lamp.

In the palace, Qingzi was leaning lazily on the couch of the mahogany concubine, her eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and her expression was sorrowful, as if she was not interested in anything.

On the left and right of His Highness, there are two servants, a man and a woman, who are ghosts and non-humans. Their faces were heavily smeared, with dark eyes, peachy blush, and blood-soaked red lips, which looked both mad and joyful.

The two ghost servants held their hands flat in front of them, and in the crooks of their hands hung a corpse oil lamp burning with a faint green fire, and in their hands they both held a tray with three sticks of incense sticks inserted on it, and the smoke from the burning was drifting to Qingzi who was sitting high, and all of them penetrated into her nostrils.

As if sensing something, she raised her head, which had no energy, and glanced at the agarwood in the hand of the ghost servant, which had been burned into two short and one long.

The corners of Qingzi's lips lifted slightly, and a stiff smile was pulled.

The ghost servant naturally found out about this situation, knelt down tremblingly, kowtowed to the ground and said to forgiveness: "It's the slave's mistake, the master spares his life!"

Qingzi waved his hand lazily, and said in a dead voice: "Get up!"

Then she rolled her empty eyes and said, "There is sadness, there is no joy, how long have you two been with me?"

There is sorrow as a male ghost servant, and no joy as a female ghost servant.

The second ghost replied respectfully: "Back to the master, the slave has been by your side for three years!"

"Back to the master, the slave has been serving you for two and a half years!"

After listening to this, Qingzi glanced at the pale green scenery outside the hall, and sighed: "Time flies so fast, three years have passed in the blink of an eye!"

The two ghosts knew that their master was moody, and they couldn't feel her emotions at this time, so they didn't dare to speak.

She asked again: "Is the chef lady who was captured from the human world alive before?"

You Bei replied: "Master, without your order, that chef has no worries about her life for the time being." ”

Qingzi finally had a little spirit when she heard this, and the corners of her mouth also brought a hint of pleasure, "Let her cook a bowl of spicy noodles, a bowl of spiritual rice porridge and a plate of chrysanthemum core plum blossom cake, be fast!"

"Yes!"

At the top of the gods, a handsome man was pursing his lips and staring at the dark green light in the distant valley. On the body, a wide robe woven of snow brocade from the Tianshan Mountains swayed on the ground, and an ink mark on the hem of the clothes was from deep to shallow, blurred from the bottom to the top, and the layers were unclear, and a plum blossom petal was embroidered on the back of the shirt.

Behind him, a crowd of people dressed in various costumes looked at him with hope.

A man in a light blue water shirt looked at him in a flattering tone and spoke: "Sect Master, we really have no way, that Qingzi is simply too deceitful, and even wants us to sacrifice her five thousand monks, otherwise we will slaughter my family! In the past three years, there have been dozens of wars, and countless monks have died in battle, and the monks who still exist in the world today have to add up to only 100,000, and there are even fewer people who join the sect, where can I go to find 5,000 monks for her to send them!"

Before he could finish his words, a fat man in a golden sunburst robe spoke quickly, but his words were full of resentment.

"We have also received this kind of rude request, one sect is five thousand, five sects are twenty-five thousand, she is so angry! I think she just wants to find an opportunity to start a war and wipe us out! She used to be your apprentice, can't she take care of the resignation of the sect master?!"

Seeing his words like this, the other sects' faces changed drastically, and they looked at Ci Yuehua with cautious eyes, for fear that he would say something to anger the other party, so they hurriedly pulled him to the back.

The six-ring monk wearing a gold-patterned robe and a dragon-patterned vajra staff glanced at Ci Yuehua vaguely, and saw that his expression was a little ugly, so he hurriedly put on a kind and serene face and played haha.

"Sect Master Xiao is also in a hurry, and I hope that Sect Master will forgive me. Sect Master Xiao, you don't have to be in a hurry, you also said that the ghost king Qingzi was once his apprentice, and Sect Master Ci will definitely not let it go! Instead of resenting each other, it is better to discuss how to deal with it!"

Neither side of this statement is offended, so everyone agrees:

"Master Quanzhen is right, the situation is imminent, we can't fight with our own people first!"

The people of the small sect can only say face-saving words, "Now that everyone is gathered here, everyone is discussing something, and if the Sect Master is here, he will be able to ensure that I am safe!"

Ci Yuehua glanced at them indifferently, and her tone did not fluctuate at all, "Although I have severed my relationship with that criminal, I have an unshirkable responsibility for her big mistake today." I'll give you an explanation of this!"

After receiving his promise, everyone shouted: Good!

The man who spoke first spoke while the iron was hot and said his thoughts: "Why don't you take the lead and take us to the ghost king's lair!" That Qingzi is really cunning and treacherous, and he actually set up his base camp in this strange place of Death Valley, but he gave her an extra layer of protection in vain!"

Master Quanzhen also agreed with his idea, and then he continued: "What Sect Master Water said makes sense, only Sect Master Ci can come and go freely in Death Valley, if you take the lead, we can have a great chance of winning." If you hadn't woken up from your serious injuries three years ago, she wouldn't have been rampant until now!"

Xiao Bi'an, the sect leader of Wanyang Sect, also joined in the excitement and said: "At the beginning, that traitor did not think about the love of master and apprentice and seriously injured you, causing you to hover on the edge of life and death several times. Now you don't have the same mercy on her subordinates as you did at the beginning, and you will definitely crush her bones and scatter ashes to avenge the unjust souls she has killed all these years!"

Ci Yuehua replied coldly: "Since you are so worried, why don't you come with me?" and you?"

The crowd fell silent in an instant, and everywhere he looked, his expression was unnatural, or he avoided it with shame on his face. Xiao Bi'an didn't say anything.

When these monks who were full of emotion and righteousness, vowed to kill demons and monsters, uphold justice in the world, and avenge the unjust death, when they persuaded others to go to the battlefield and generously go to righteousness, they were able to say all kinds of things in an endless stream, and they looked at everything more indifferently than death.

But when it's their turn, you can get a vivid glimpse of what a turtle is really like.

Although some people are as small as ants, they can not be afraid of hurricanes and torrential rains.

At the same time, there are also such people, even if God gives them more gifts, they will eventually be hollow rotten wood and can't pick up the beams!

Seeing that they were all quiet, Ci Yuehua continued to speak: "I will leave at noon, whether I will go together or later, you can do it yourself!" and then returned to his Yingluo Palace.

It's time to settle the grievances between them, it's the cultivation door he brought her into, and now it's time for him to settle it himself!

This is an infernal hell abandoned by the sun and the moon!

From time to time, flocks of crows could be seen flying in the dark air, staring at the blood-red eyes and looking intently for something in the air.

Suddenly, their eyes lit up, and their eyes flashed with excitement, and they swooped down like wolves and tigers and stopped on a corpse that was so decomposed that it could no longer see that it was human, and pecked at the delicacy in their eyes with their sharp beaks cruelly and quickly.

Pieces of gray, black, slippery, and maggot-stained carrion were held in their mouths, and their necks were stretched out, and they swallowed them with a satisfied look only to hear the sound of clucking.

The mucus secreted by the decay slid down the corners of their mouths, making it extremely disgusting and chilling to watch.

The thick rancid smell penetrated into Ci Yuehua's nose, causing him to frown fiercely.

Looking at the disgusting scene in front of him, anger appeared in his dark eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the cheerful crows who were eating carrion were instantly shattered.

The palace in front of her made Ci Yuehua feel extremely familiar, and after seeing the words mentioned on the palace door, she was even more shocked!

"Celadon Palace ?!!!"

The name appeared countless times in his sleep!

Even this palace was presented in his mind with great clarity!

It's a place he's dreamed of countless times!

Unlike in the dream, there was not a single ghost guarding the palace at this time, and even the ghost generals patrolling back and forth were nowhere to be seen, and the road was unimpeded.

After entering the palace, he turned around a few corridors, and the scene that appeared in front of him made Xi Yuehua stop.

This is the chrysanthemum platform, which catches his eye is a plum tree full of plum blossoms, and under its umbrella-like branches is a blooming daisy, a lonely branch, and the flower is also unique!

The two kinds of flowers, one large and one small, are very energetic, the big one is responsible for sheltering from the wind and rain, and the small one is responsible for being bright and cute.

It was also a familiar scene in his dreams, so familiar that he couldn't resist fetching a watering can to water them.

What the hell is going on, isn't that just a dream?!

In the Yilan Palace, Qingzi looked at the noodles, porridge and pastries on the table, and the whole person looked extremely excited.

I grabbed the chopsticks and didn't know what to eat first for a while.

In fact, it doesn't make any difference to her which one to eat first, she is now a ghost, she doesn't know the taste of food, at most she can only smell it.

It's just that it's different now, and she wants to remember their taste, even if it's the same as chewing wax.

However, as soon as he took a bite, Qingzi put down his chopsticks melancholy.

What was she thinking, no matter how good the cook was, it wouldn't taste like it used to be!

Looking at the sadness and joy that was still by his side, Qingzi said lightly: "You all go, it's good to go anywhere, if you are lucky enough to catch up with reincarnation, seize the opportunity and don't miss it!"

A trace of sadness appeared on the faces of the two ghosts, "Master, we are leaving, what should you do!"

Qingzi had a smile on his face, and waved his hand, "If you want to go, hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to leave for a while!"

The two demons knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to her three times, then flew away and disappeared into the darkness.

Now that her men have been dismissed by her, she is the only lonely ghost left in the empty palace!

No, there is also an uninvited guest!

Qingzi's whole person became lazy again, and her whole body was flooded with a depressed and depressed atmosphere.

She staggered to the daisy platform and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure.

"Ci Yuehua, you're finally here, I shouldn't need to call you Shizun anymore!"

Ci Yuehua was awakened by this voice, it was still a crisp and pleasant voice, but there was no familiar delicate and cheerful, there was only a low and calm and a sense of sluggishness.

He looked at the source of the sound, and a woman in a dark red robe with black green silk casually draped out.

Her skin was a lifeless blue-white, and her big, round eyes were devoid of the moisture and starlight they once had, leaving a dull void rooted in her beautiful eyes.

He looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, what a familiar picture! In the past two years, he was really just dreaming?!

Qingzi's empty eyes moved slightly, but she hid it well and was not discovered by the other party.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Qingzi chuckled lightly, and said casually: "Why don't you speak?" You can't risk your life to come in just to see me!"

Ci Yuehua's eyes were closed, and he opened them again, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and he sighed as if asking: "You, how did you become like this?!"

Qingzi looked at him mockingly and said, "Why did I become like this, don't you know best?

Ci Yuehua looked at her and didn't speak, what should he know?

Originally, he could have angrily denounced her for her evil nature, and the Tao would be crooked! But when he thought of everything in his dream, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say anything.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qingzi opened her mouth to ask him again: "Why are you also your disciples, you speak softly to them, use up all your patience for them, and treat me differently?! Why do they get a lot of praise from you, but when they come to me, they only get you cold eyes, and "Criminal, you can't be of great use!"? Since you look down on me so much, and hate me so much, why did you take me in the first place?!"

Listening to the heart-wrenching questioning of his former beloved, Ci Yuehua's hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched into a fist, his shoulders drooped weakly, he closed his eyes and sighed softly: "I mistook you!"

Hearing this, Qingzi's eyebrows were slightly hideous, but she quickly retreated, and she laughed at herself: "Are you apologizing to me?

Ci Yuehua opened her mouth to say something more, but saw that the other party was as weak as a deflated balloon, making people feel as if they could blow her away with just a hint of wind.

Very abnormal!

Qingzi raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and said in a weak voice: "That's it, I shouldn't expect you to be nice to me even a little!"

Ci Yuehua didn't want to argue with her about this anymore, so she only frowned and asked her, "What's the matter with you? The breath on your body is very wrong! Are you injured?"

Qingzi didn't feel at ease, she didn't care about this at all, but looked at Ci Yuehua with some amusement: "Didn't you come to solve me?

Ci Yuehua pursed her lips tightly and was speechless for a while.

For the ghost king of the world, everyone has to punish her, and the purpose of his coming here is to kill her!

Seeing this, Qingzi blurted out sarcastically: "It's still as hypocritical as ever!"

Hearing this, Ci Yuehua's face instantly turned pale without a trace of blood. I still remember that her hypocrisy made the relationship between the two drop to a freezing point in an instant, and since then, they have never said a word calmly until they broke up completely!

"If you are willing to change your evil and return to righteousness, I will reincarnate you!" Ci Yuehua still mustered up the courage to say the truest thoughts in his heart, he still wanted to struggle!

However, Qingzi sneered: "Do you think I will still believe you? The selfless Grandmaster Ci will let me go of a blood-stained ghost clan like me? I am not the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl I was at the beginning! Do you think I will really be captured and killed in your hands? heh!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that her figure gradually became transparent, and she was about to be scattered!

She didn't look at Ci Yuehua's panicked and frightened gaze, closed her eyes slightly, and felt the indescribable pain caused by her soul being finely ground into powder.

Her five senses were also overwhelmed by severe pain, and the mournful and mournful wailing of her master seemed to come from far, far away, distorted and blurred, like a cry under the abyss.

She has experienced everything in her life, and when she was young, she was poor and humble like a wild dog. The men watched her compete with the wild dogs for food, and they slapped their legs and laughed happily. Leper dogs, three indiscriminate, dirty things, dogs hate, etc., etc.

When he was older, his apprenticeship was rejected, and even if he was reluctantly accepted later, he was only blinded and treated indifferently. even died unjustly, and he didn't even know why he became a ghost king!

But it's good to become a ghost king, at least you are high, and no one dares to disobey yourself!

In fact, she still has regrets, but ...... Deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, she couldn't do it after all!

You led me to the beginning, and now I should pay you back!

Who let her be stunned when she saw her master?

After a few hours, a monk who was not afraid of death finally rushed over, but nothing was left, and there was no trace of Grandmaster Qi Yuehua!