Therefore, the three of them all entered the Hundred Ghost Formation.

Qianwei looked at Qing Jingxian who was almost about to lie down on the viewing mirror again, and couldn't wait to reach out and fish the bamboo basket out of the mirror, and felt irritable for no reason.

"Go, take him down, no more tied. ”

The ghost servant received the order, and he was going to pull out the Xianjun.

Qingjing Xianjun suddenly looked back at Qianwei, his eyes were clear, and there was a kind of freedom to see through the red dust, as if the desperate person just now was not him.

He said calmly, "I want to make a deal with the Ghost Lord. ”

Good guys, changing faces faster than flipping through a book.

"Come and hear it. ”

Qianwei glanced at him, and then turned her gaze to the viewing mirror.

In the viewing mirror, the young master of the Demon Realm has already reached the third layer of the Hundred Ghost Array, but no evil ghosts have yet appeared.

Qianwei became more and more panicked.

This hundred ghost array corresponds to the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld, and each layer is guarded by evil ghosts, and it is impossible to be as calm as in front of you.

Hell is empty, and evil spirits are on earth.

Qianwei suddenly "buzzed" in her head, and she felt dizzy in front of her.

Qingjing Immortal Jun didn't notice her strange appearance at this time, and said, "As long as the ghost lord is ......."

"If you have something to do, my mother doesn't have time to do business with you now. ”

Qian Wei interrupted Qingjing Xianjun's words, her face turned pale, and she was dripping with cold sweat, as if she was seriously ill.

Qingjing Xianjun opened his mouth, and swallowed the words back to Zheng in a daze

He finally realized that something was wrong with her.

I saw the ghost master Qianwei covering the viewing mirror with one hand, and sealing it on her forehead with the other, closing her eyes for a long time.

The black hair danced lightly, the waist was high, and the black skirt blew the red stamens of Manshu Sawa in the wind, like quenched poison, like blood.

The ghost attendant also found a problem, and its big blood-red eyes stared at the viewing mirror, and its mouth gurgled as if someone had broken bones one by one.

"This, this ......" Where have all these evil spirits gone?

It finally failed to ask, and great fear eroded its sanity. It stood there, its fingers trembling and pointing to the viewing mirror, the expression on its face as if it was about to be crushed into ashes.

It wasn't until Qianwei spurted a mouthful of old blood onto the viewing mirror that the ghost attendant rushed up to support her like a soul, and asked eagerly, "My lord, what's going on......?"

Qianwei waved her hand, interrupted it, and said, "Quick, order someone to check all the exits of Youtan Mountain again, especially the secret passage they came from just now, all of them are sealed, and no one is allowed to enter or exit." ”

The ghost servant was horrified, vaguely guessed something, didn't dare to stay, trembled and received the order, and hurriedly closed the road.

"What's wrong with the Hundred Ghost Array?"

Qianwei covered her chest, wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, glanced at Qingjing Immortal Monarch, and said coldly: "I'm going to close the Hundred Ghost Array now, you go farther." ”

Qingjing Xianjun got up and almost bumped into Qianwei again, he asked, "What about them?"

Naturally, he asked the three people in the Hundred Ghost Array, who were branches.

"They can't get out. ”

Seeing that Qingjing Immortal Jun was about to pounce again, Qianwei waved the soul locking whip and tied him up and threw him out for a few feet.

On the road where Manshu Shahua was in full bloom, Qingjing Immortal Jun fell on his back.

This is the closest place to the Hundred Ghost Array, Qianwei has just passed the spiritual power test, and found that the ghosts in the Hundred Ghost Array have been reduced by as much as half, and the remaining ones, for some reason, are all gathered on the adjacent ten floors and are pouring towards the eleventh layer.

Where did they go, and where did the rest go?

At the moment, there is no other way than to close the Hundred Ghost Array.

Qianwei was about to fly up and cast a spell to seal the formation, but she didn't want Qingjing Immortal Jun to stumble over again, stopped in front of her, and said hurriedly: "Let me in first, and then you close the Hundred Ghost Array." ”

"You can't even beat me, what's the use of going in?" Qianwei sneered.

"She is kind to me, even if she can't save her, Qingjing can't stand by and watch her lose her life. Qingjing has repeatedly done good things to the ghost lord, please throw me into the hundred ghost array, and vent the hatred in my heart. ”

Qianwei looked at him coldly, her fingers curled up, and her expression was unpredictable.

The wind blew from the sea of innocence, salty and damp, and brought the noise and joy of the mountain, blowing the lanterns and blowing all the way to Manjush Sawa like fire.

"What was the deal you were going to make with me before?" Qianwei said lightly, unable to hear her joy or anger.

Qingjing Xianjun was stunned, she didn't expect her to ask about this.

"I am willing to use this immortal cultivation to exchange the life of the branch girl. ”

Qianwei sneered: "What do I want you to do with this immortal body?"

"What does the ghost lord want? As long as it is owned by Qingjing, the lord can take it. ”

Qian Wei raised her hand and took out a scroll of plain paper in the void and threw it into the arms of Qingjing Immortal Jun.

The rope tied to Qing Jing Xianjun's hand turned into black smoke, and he hurriedly caught the scroll with both hands.

Qianwei rolled a manshu sawa with a soul-locking whip, put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed, and said, "I don't think you have much merit, just I just lack a miscellaneous servant in this house, and the immortal monarch is willing to sell himself to me......?" I don't want you for a lifetime, just a hundred years, how about it?"

A hundred years later, the world should not have much interest in the ghost master stealing the dog.

Qingjing Xianjun waited for Qianwei to finish, decisively opened the plain note, and asked, "Can I borrow a pen to use it?"

Without waiting for Qianwei to answer, he had already bitten his finger and said, "Forget it, don't bother." ”

Qingjing Xianjun spread the plain paper under the Manshu Sawa flower bush, used his index finger as a pen, blood as ink, and quickly wrote down the contract, as if he was writing slowly, and the ghost lord was about to regret it.

The white clothes were stained with the color of the flower of the ghost world, and the jet-black hair flew in the humid sea breeze, and I was blinded when I didn't care.

A petal fell on the plain paper, like a tear stain.

"A branch has a life, and a green wattle has a hundred years of body. ”

Qianwei: "......"

Xianjun, your cultural literacy is really ......

Simple and crude.

Qingjing Xianjun saw that Qianwei threw the plain paper he had pressed his handprint into the void, and he didn't know where to throw it, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, feeling that his hundred years of freedom were thrown away by her like garbage.

"What about the other two? aren't you going to ask me for help too?"

"If the ghost lord can save them all, Qingjing will be happy. ”

In the viewing mirror, the young master of the Demon Realm was still groping in the long darkness, although the former colonel Qingxin Xianjun didn't like him, he didn't want him to be gone.

He didn't want to be upset.

Feelings, he had heard that Yue Lao had already heard about it, and he couldn't force it.

Since he was already planning to let go of Cheng Quanzhi, he naturally hoped that she would be happy, if Lu Qi died, how could she be happy?

But he didn't have the position to ask the ghost master Qianwei to save two more people, looking at the situation just now, this hundred ghost array was only afraid that there were variables, and it was not easy to deal with.

"Okay, you go to my house and wait, I'll go and rescue your sweetheart. ”

"You're going to the Hundred Ghost Formation?"

"How else can you save her?"

Qingjing Immortal Jun was speechless, he watched Qianwei fly to the top of the viewing mirror.

Slender fingers pinch, pale pink cherry lips chanting mantras, black clothes dancing, angry, colorful lights bursting, and the wind is blowing......

I saw a burst of white light burst out from the viewing array mirror, and Qingjing Xianjun was looking at Qianwei casting spells with wide eyes, and suddenly felt that his eyes were about to be blinded by the strong light, and tears instantly slipped from the corners of his closed eyes.

"Be careful yourself. ”

Therefore, in this sentence, Qingjing Xianjun was crying.

When he opened his eyes, the ghost lord Qianwei was gone, and the viewing mirror was gone.

I wonder if she heard her words?

Reckless and reckless, the ground is dim, and Qingjing Xianjun stood on this winding mountain road, and he actually gave birth to an indescribable sadness.

He wandered among the manshusawa bushes, tears in the corners of his eyes.