Whenever a demon is killed, the bells around the moon platform will shake the sky and mourn.

Shouts of killing, howling, and the clashing of weapons......

Mixed with the sound of bells, a messy and broken war song was played.

The female ghost in the black mist looked coldly at the tragic situation under the moon platform, her eyes lit up, and she turned around.

On the white jade platform, there was a woman in black clothes, covered with white gauze, with sharp eyes, and a pitch-black soul-locking whip with purple light held between her pale fingers, it was the ghost lord Qianwei.

"Long time no see, Awei. The female ghost sighed.

Qianwei said coldly: "If you don't hide and hide, how can we not see each other for a long time? ”

"You know that the last thing I want to hurt is you, why do you provoke me three times and twice?"

"Three thousand years ago, the day you fled from Dushuo Mountain, you should have understood that when we said goodbye, you and I would be enemies. Qianwei's voice was still like ice, the white yarn was lifted by the wind, and a few hideous scars loomed.

Hearing her mention the past, the female ghost was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice became cold, "You are not my opponent, don't force me to do it to you." ”

"Are you doing less to me?" Qianwei snorted coldly, and said, "Why do you know the Red Lotus Karma Fire?" Yes, you have a habit of stealing, and it is not difficult for you to steal the Red Lotus Karma Fire while the Ghost Emperor is unprepared. ”

The black mist suddenly dissipated out of thin air, and the female ghost flashed in front of Qianwei, staring at her eyes tightly, her eyes were red, and she was already angry.

She hates others saying that she is a thief the most in her life, and Qianwei naturally knows this.

She naturally knew that these words coming out of her mouth were more lethal than the insults and contempt of others.

Words are an invisible blade, and the ones who hurt the most are often the people closest to them.

Because she ruined her appearance, so she wants to punish her heart?

"Do you really hate me so much?" The female ghost's eyes were not only angry, but also painful.

Qianwei was stunned for a moment, it was obvious that she betrayed first, why did she still act like a victim? Why did she still sympathize with her?

"Peony, the one who is full of hatred in your heart has always been you. Qianwei took a step back, looked away, and stopped looking at her unbearable eyes.

Peony, many years ago, when she was brought back to Dushuo Mountain by the Ghost Emperor from Youtan Mountain, she did not have a name.

She was persecuted and died in her life, her heart was full of resentment, she turned into a ghost, wandering around, day after day, only remembering the hatred before she died, forgetting her name.

The ghost of Youtan Mountain called her "Poor Sea Ghost", and the ghost emperor felt that this name was indecent, and asked her what she wanted to call it.

There is a little ghost boy in Dushuo Mountain, named Tao Yun'er, and the little ghost boy suggests that the poor sea ghost is like her, and takes flowers as the name, such as: pear stamen, red apricot, moon season, camellia and so on......

The poor sea ghost has long forgotten all the earthly things, only remembering that he was very poor before he died, and he was a poor ghost after his death, so he wanted to give himself a rich name, maybe the transfer is hopeful, the richest of the flowers, it is none other than the peony, she patted her thigh at the moment, and set this rich name.

was laughed at for a while by Qianwei, who was cultivating in Dushuo Mountain at the time, saying that her name was too rich and cheesy.

She is not an elegant and noble person, she is vulgar.

The sky will be late, the remnant sun will sink in the west, and the fishy wind will rise again on the moon platform.

Yes, if it weren't for the hatred in her heart, why would she be here?

Peony's eyes darkened, and the light in her eyes seemed to fade with the sunset, leaving only dark hatred.

"Let's do it!" Qianwei flicked the soul locking whip, and a piercing wind breaking sound was like a loud slap in the hearts of the two.

Finally, it's time for this kind of sword confrontation again.

"Aren't you afraid that I will use the Red Lotus Karma Fire?" said Peony in a deep voice.

Qianwei poured spiritual power into the soul locking whip in her hand, and the curved whip became straight, like a spear, stabbing towards the face of the peony, and said: "The skill is not as good as a person, and there is more than enough to die." ”

The peony toe lightly, swept backwards like a gust of wind, and was able to dodge this head-on blow.

Spelling for spiritual power, Peony is not Qianwei's opponent at all, if she hadn't used the red lotus karma fire at the last moment ten years ago, I am afraid that she would have been whipped away by the whip in Qianwei's hand. Even if he didn't kill her, he would capture her to Dushuo Mountain, the place she never wanted to go back to.

She has not avenged her revenge, and she can't die yet, otherwise, even if she dies ten thousand times, she doesn't want to use the red lotus karmic fire on Qianwei.

What about her today?

Peony clenched her teeth, and in a moment, she had dodged more than ten rounds under Qianwei, each time it was extremely dangerous, and the slightest difference was about to cut the flesh and bones, and her soul was scattered.

Qianwei was ruthless, and her moves were fatal, not to mention the past, the disfiguring revenge alone was enough to make her a killer.

"Do you really want my soul to fly away?" Peony's eyes were blood-stained, and even the tails of his eyes burned red.

"Today, there will be a end between me and you!" Qianwei slapped a soul-locking whip on Peony's shoulder, and the skin was open, and the bones were visible.

For ghosts, it is not a big deal to damage the hair and skin of the body, but it is the soul that locks the soul and pulls the soul out from the wound.

"Why don't you use the Red Lotus Karma Fire?" Qianwei said resentfully.

Peony lay on the cracked white jade platform, her body was green and firey, reflecting the white jade fluorescence, her face was as white as snow, wrapped in the green light, both mad and sad.

She burst out laughing, more cheerfully than when she saw the massacre in the city, and said, "You didn't pump my soul." ”

That's right, at the moment when the soul locking whip hit her shoulder, Qianwei suddenly withdrew her spiritual power, and the whip was like an ordinary weapon in the mortal world, but it only hurt her muscles and bones, but did not draw her soul.

Qianwei didn't know why, she would be soft-hearted at that moment, this poor sea ghost cut off the friendship between them with her own hands and ruined her appearance, why couldn't she be ruthless?

If Peony used the Red Lotus Karma Fire, she might be able to really be ruthless, right?

"The world is in turmoil, the world has become hell, when I go to kill the dog emperor and avenge the blood, I will spontaneously combust with the red lotus karma fire to repay your debts...... and kindness. Peony stood up from the white jade platform, her eyes had regained clarity, she looked at Qianwei, and said earnestly: "Awei, I don't want to hurt you again, don't stop me." ”

Qianwei's fingers trembled slightly, her heart seemed to be pressed by a boulder, and she couldn't breathe, "Why can't you put it down?"

"I am a human being, although I can't be ungrateful even if I die, I can't forget my revenge, my previous life has been gracious, my revenge has not been avenged, the ghost emperor said that I can't change the destiny of heaven, I want to change it to him. ”

Qianwei frowned and said: "But have you ever thought about it, how innocent the people in this world are, but because of your own personal enmity, the family is ruined and displaced, how should their enmity be counted?"

"If it weren't for the mandate of heaven to let that person be the emperor for generations, the emperor star protects the body, and the ghosts will not invade, why would I be here? The people are innocent, my relatives, and my people are not innocent? What is wrong with me avenging them? What's wrong with the emperor of this life, who is mediocre and the people are not able to make a living, what is wrong with me destroying his country in this life?" The peony screamed blood and tears, breaking people's hearts.

No one can persuade her, no one can cross her.

The sky is dark, the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival hangs obliquely in the sky, the stars are twinkling, the festival of reunion of all families should be soaked in blood, dyed red, except for the moon in the sky, no one remembers that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In a dark alley, a round head, facing the sky, stared at the full moon in the sky, staring at the full moon in the sky, not blinking.