"Ah...... You, what the hell are you going to do?......"

"Kill people, ah...... Nod your head, you're a ghost master, ah...... It is really ...... to use such and such despicable means Despicable and shameless. ”

"Ah...... You shrew, dominatrix, tigress, ah......"

"Ah...... Ah......h

Qianwei plucked out her ears, she was very satisfied with Qingjing Xianjun's performance, and this was what she wanted.

Let you look like you are thousands of miles away, come on, continue to dress up for the old lady.

Qingjing Xianjun's hair was messy, but his immortal robe was not wrinkled at all, just because his whole body was bound and he couldn't move, he couldn't wait to roll on the ground a few times at this time.

The two ghosts didn't get the order of the ghost lord Darao, and their hands kept moving, grabbing the white ankle of Qingjing Xianjun, doing their best, and learning from their lives, and deducing a phoenix dance on the soles of Xianjun's feet.

Poor Qingjing Xianjun had suffered such humiliation, staring at Qianwei's pair of phoenix eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, the water was shining, and when she was angry, she was covered with bloodshots, and even the tails of her eyes were faint.

Qianwei admired this "picture of a beautiful woman being humiliated" with great interest, but she turned a blind eye to his gaze that hid thousands of knives.

"Please, kill me. ”

Qing Jing Xianjun's hoarse voice was like a rotten wood throwing into flames, unwilling but seemed to have some expectations.

Qianwei was stunned, why would he expect death?

It must be an illusion, which of those immortal monarchs in the upper realm is not afraid of death.

Throwing off this inexplicable thought, Qianwei suddenly felt that it was not interesting, so she waved her hand and motioned for the two ghosts to retreat.

The two ghosts were having a good time, and they noticed the ghost master's gesture.

Qianwei coughed and said, "Okay, take him back to the prison and guard him." ”

The two ghosts hurriedly got up from the ground and dragged the exhausted Qingxin Xianjun back to the cell.

Qianwei glanced at Qing Xianjun who was lying on the haystack, and was about to stimulate him two more words, when the ghost attendant hurriedly floated over and said, "My lord, why are you still here, those three people are almost in the Hundred Ghost Array." ”

Qianwei glared at it and said, "It's here when it's there, do you want me to see them off?"

The ghost attendant slapped his mouth twice before he said: "That's not what people mean, people went to see it just now, the three of them are very young, two men and one woman, and one of the children is Xue Fanying, who came to Youtan Mountain a few months ago.

It seems that it was really the basket on the side of the ghost mound, but I didn't expect Xue Qun's old immortal to inform outsiders of this secret passage, and let his son lead the way, it was simply looking for death......"

"Okay, okay, what do the other two look like?" Qianwei looked at Qingjing Xianjun who was lying motionless and interrupted it impatiently.

"Oh, that man has high black hair, dressed in black, clean and neat, and has an extraordinary bearing......"

"Stop. ”

"Yes, the girl is dressed in a white dress, with a verdant bamboo basket on her back, her hair is half curled and half hanging, and her almond eyes and cheeks are pink, like a fairy......"

"Stop. ”

Qianwei had already guessed who those two were, and she saw Qingxin Xianjun's fingers move, she remembered him, and the girl was his friend.

That's interesting.

"Let's go, let's see the excitement. ”

Qianwei put her hands behind her back and walked leisurely towards the Hundred Ghost Formation.

Qing Xun Xianjun finally raised his face, he straightened his hair, and sat down on the edge of the wall with a blank face.

It's just that it's hard for him to settle down.

Why is she coming?

By the way, her dog was lost, and she came to look for it.

Does she know I've been arrested too?

Well, it's better not to know.

Although there is the help of the young master of the demon world, this secluded mountain is the lair of the ghost lord Qianwei, how can they be allowed to come and go freely?

I'm afraid that this time it's dangerous, alas, how can she ignore her life and death for the sake of a dog?

All beings are equal, except for the West Buddha, I am afraid that she is the only one in the world who can have the realm of compassion!

Qingjing Xianjun made up a lot of brains, and the more he thought about it, the more biased he became, so he simply didn't want to.

He staggered to his feet and paced to the cell door, beckoning to the ghost not far away.

Although the ghost cha scratched the soles of Qingxun Immortal Monarch's feet, he also knew that the Ghost Lord treated this Immortal Monarch unusually, and before he had no soul to fly away, he still had to wait for him to live a good life.

Their ghost lord's mind is deeper than the sea of vain, in case her old man is interested, she will treat this extraordinarily good-looking immortal monarch as a guest. It's impossible for them to follow the light, but he can't be hated either.

The ghost is well-informed and has a vicious eye, and immediately ran over.

Qingjing Immortal Jun covered his mouth and coughed to relieve his embarrassment, and asked, "Cough, this poor master, is that the Hundred Ghost Array really so powerful?"

The Hundred Ghost Array, Qingjing Immortal Monarch has heard of it, and according to its great power, many Immortal Monarchs were folded in that battle.

However, it happened that he was in retreat, and he did not participate in that war, so he did not know much.

And those historians in the fairy world who have to cover their faces even if they are killed, about the battle of immortals and demons three thousand years ago, most of what they record is to praise Lang Lang Qiankun, the immortal law is Haoran, and the demons and monsters are scheming and despicable.

The record of the Hundred Ghost Array is even more secretive and not true.

Qingjing Xianjun has never cared about this, although he has heard Yue Lao mention it, he has not taken it to heart.

"Look at what you asked, a hundred ghost array, a hundred ghost array, a hundred ghosts will beat you together, are you afraid?"

Qingxin Immortal Jun glanced at it, and there was no fear in his eyes.

The ghost cha was not embarrassed, and continued: "Then what if a hundred ghosts who are only one thing short of our ghost major will beat you together?"

Qingjing Xianjun's face really changed, and the ghost cha glanced at him with satisfaction.

"Then if it's the so-called Hundred Ghost Array, there are actually 1,800 ghosts?"

Qing Xun Xianjun's face turned blue and white, even whiter than the ghost outside the door of the black iron prison.

"Anyway, from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to come out of the Hundred Ghost Array alive. The ghost added again.

"People can't, what about immortals, can they fight for a glimmer of life?" Qing Xun Immortal Jun knew that this was nonsense, but still hoped to hear a glimmer of hope from the mouth of the ghost.

The ghost cha looked at Jing Xianjun clearly, and there was obviously a bit of mockery in his eyes, and said: "What, Xianjun also wants to try? It's not that I scared you, you entered the Hundred Ghost Array smoothly, and when you came out, there were only a few handfuls of cigarette ash left." Huh, Immortal Jun didn't know about the Hundred Ghost Array killing immortals three thousand years ago?"

How good is that?

Qing Xun Xianjun ignored the ghost, his fingers clenched the corners of his sleeves, and in a trance, he seemed to have seen the branch turn into a wisp of green smoke and disappear with the wind.

The ghost didn't know these thoughts of Qingxing Xianjun, but he was scared stupid, and the ridicule in his eyes increased a little, and he said in his heart: The ghost lord is really good, and the immortal monarch of the upper realm is the most greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Oh, my Immortal Monarch, what are you worried about, we adults will definitely not throw you into the Hundred Ghost Array, don't worry. The good guy did it to the end, and the ghost waved his hand and comforted him perfunctorily.

Qing Xun Xianjun stopped talking, turned around and staggered to the black stone wall, leaning against the cold wall and sliding to the ground, his mind was in chaos, and there seemed to be only that one Rao figure.

I am already in prison, how can I save others?

Qingjing Immortal Jun has been an immortal for tens of thousands of years, and he thinks that he has a weak heart, and he has no mind to save the world. But now, he can't exchange his life for his life, so he just asks her to save the day and escape.

Is it just because of the red rope between them?

Qing Jing Immortal Jun raised the hand that had cast the ice spell and put it in his heart, stunned.