In the underworld, in the night that does not argue about the day all year round, a blooming flower on the other side of the sea of flowers overflows with light, slowly turning in silence.

Unlike the other flowers, the flower color of the flower is purple.

Countless purple points of light spread out from the purple flower, piercing the night, illuminating the sky, and shining in the quiet night. However, in an instant, the purple light covered this small square world, and the purple light flowed, and the purple qi was dense, and the entire cherry blossom red as blood on the other side of the flower was compared to it.

The resentful spirits above the Lechuan River seemed to feel something, scurrying back and forth and struggling under the barrier uneasily, as if they were suppressed by some powerful force, and they could not escape.

The dead and yin qi hidden in all corners of the underworld are also ready to move, almost surging in the direction of the sea of flowers on the other side.

However, the netherworld fires at both ends of the bridge are like guides, beating and flickering at the bridgehead, guiding the ghosts lined up on the bridge.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a girl's silver bell-like laughter in the sky, which was so beautiful that it seemed to be a heavenly magic sound.

"Hehe......"

In the Demon Realm, the man in white sitting on a high seat, holding a gold bottle, wanted to drink all the wine in the gold bottle. But when the wine was brought to his lips, he heard a small demonic sound of a woman's chuckle coming from the sky, through the enchantment, straight into the man's ears.

The man's hand stopped, moved the golden bottle away, squinted at the evil silky eyes, and glanced out of the main hall. He listened closely, but he heard the laughter cut off, as if the laughter just now was just a hallucination of a momentary demon.

The corners of the man's mouth hooked slightly, and he raised his head and drank all the wine in the golden bottle.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the gold bottle was thrown to the ground by the man, making a heavy muffled sound.

At this moment, the laughter that had just stopped came from nowhere, like a hollow valley orchid, clear and beautiful.

The man got up, flirted with his robe in the lamplight, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered, "Funny......"

After speaking, the man's sleeves were flipped, his hands were behind his back, and only one dodged, and the place where he had just stood was empty.

......

"Hehe......" The girl's laughter continued, and her voice was crisp and beautiful.

However, the ghosts in the long line on the bridge seemed to be terrified of the laughter, and the long line disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On the sea of flowers on the other side, the green light flashed, blending with the purple light, slowly turning into one, on the purple flower on the other side, constantly turning. After a while, the purple light seemed to have an autonomous consciousness, and quickly swept through the sea of flowers on the other side.

Like the wind, like a shadow, it is not easy to catch.

At the end of the sea of flowers on the other side, a white-clothed figure suddenly appeared, standing in a long robe, like an immortal at night.

The man held the long jade flute in his hand, brought it to his lips, and played it slowly. When the flute sounded slowly, like a clear spring in the mountains, gurgling through.

"Huh......"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the girl's puzzled voice sounded.

The man lowered his head, his slender eyebrows and eyes closed lightly, his eyelashes fluttered, and his slender fingers fell on the body of the flute, not slow.

Suddenly, the purple light was great, and the wind rose on the ground, blowing the flowers in the sea of flowers on the other side of the river constantly swaying, like a soul asking for life, and the voice was poignant and terrifying.

The points of light scattered in the sea of flowers gradually gathered, like a strong wind, and quickly swept through the sea of flowers.

When it was still again, I saw a graceful figure appear in the place where the wind stopped, with a slender figure, wearing a purple light gauze dress, three thousand strands of hair scattered behind him, sleeves flying, and a purple flower print on the forehead was faintly emitting purple light.

The woman stepped lightly on the ground on her toes, stood still in front of the man in white, and when her wrist turned, purple light overflowed from her palm, and instantly illuminated the entire sea of flowers on the other side.

Then I saw that the man's face hidden in the darkness was gradually revealed. When I saw his slender eyebrows and eyes, his face was demonic and demonic, like a fairy who fell from the sky, and like a bewitching demon from hell.