Ruan Qingting, a witch in the human world possessed by the poisonous body, remembers the place where the soul of the dream forest goes, as gorgeous and dazzling as a summer flower.

The murderous illusory world man Tu Fengxi, who coveted Ruan Qingting's poisonous body, came to Hongxia Continent thousands of miles away and met her by chance.

Could it be that there are words in the words, and the person who means something is Tu Fengxi, who is worthy of being an old fox, and quickly solved Ruan Qingting's parents.

As soon as this incident came out, Fu Huanjing, who was in the illusion world, was furious, and Edgeworth flew to the Hongxia Continent of the human world.

Ming Yan, a real person from the Nine Palaces, who sighed for his life, will go to the Ming Jianli Pavilion with the madman Lieberthal in Mayang, and will meet for a while the pearl of the seven-winged emperor.

The Seven-Winged Emperor Yin Kuo is proud of the heroes of the Six Realms, and he has never put a single person in his eyes. Only his brutal and willful princess Eri Yi made him instantly gentle, like a farmer plowing crops on a muddy field.

Although Fu Huanjing has offended all the palace masters in the Nine Palaces of the Illusory Realm now, fortunately, his master secretly serves Futu to protect him, and the nine people have no choice but to swallow their anger and leave.

Ruan Qingting, a witch in the human world, was promoted to become the leader of the Five Poisons Sect because she had assisted the emperor of the current dynasty in handling government affairs for a long time, and searched for the elixir of elixir for him in private.

The down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, holding the sword of his master Tiefutu, soon arrived at the extreme north of the illusory world, the Netherworld North Sea.

After staying in the Netherworld Beihai for a few days, Fu Huanjing met Princess Jiang Surui by chance, and asked her where Jiang Fuyao of the Netherworld Beihai lived now.

It turned out that the princess Jiang Surui of the Illusory Netherworld North Sea in front of her was just the youngest princess in their Netherworld North Sea.

That Jiang Fuyao is the eldest princess of their Netherworld North Sea. A natural stunner, with a convex and backward curved, and a beautiful figure.

It's just that! Our reckless and dissolute eldest princess Jiang Fuyao has been lingering in the most lively entertainment and leisure place in the Netherworld Ghost Capital for a long time, and has been getting drunk all night with those dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital. In the eyes of all the ghostly women in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, she is just a long-term princess who is very good at lecherous, scratching her head and making gestures and fro sao.

It needs to be explained here that Jiang Fuyao belongs to the Netherworld Beihai, the extreme north of the illusory world, but he is very fond of the Netherworld Ghost King in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, so he has lived in the Anxiety Relief Tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden for a long time.

Over time, the ghost woman who had a ghost capital bumped into the drunken and nonsense eldest princess Jiang Fuyao on the winding and dilapidated ghost road. Seeing that although she had an amazing figure, she didn't know that she was so clean and self-conscious, so she was not far behind her, and secretly cursed her in a whisper!

After drunken and gibberish, the eldest princess Jiang Fuyao, her every move is so eye-catching and intriguing. Her smile and smile could teach the spirit man of this Netherworld Ghost Capital to feel intoxicated, and those ghostly women who were angry on the side were even more envious.

Especially when Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea, held a wine pot that needed countless small summer coins to burn, and walked drunk left and right to the Nai He Bridge. Her alluring grace and all kinds of grace were revealed in front of the entire Netherworld at the moment when she bent down and poured into the river of the dead under the bridge. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, countless spirit men stopped to watch, and taught them to be confused, willing to immediately turn into the trickle of water under the bridge, wanting to taste how delicious the delicious food that this peerless beauty had chewed.

Why do the spirit men in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital suddenly prefer to pursue a ghostly woman like Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld Beihai, this is due to the barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang of our fantasy world.

"Heh, you stupid and ignorant men of the illusory world. This princess honestly lies on the bed of the Illusory Immortal Palace, two thousand miles away from the Netherworld North Sea in our bitter cold land, and she can be slandered by everyone. Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess in the warm bedding, pouted and muttered to herself as she played with the child's temper.

The root cause is that Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess in the Immortal Palace of the Illusory World, has a petite and cute face and a sexy and beautiful collarbone, although she is small and peaceful. What's more, she is also loyal to all the spirits in the illusory world, and she is a spirited woman with a clear and jade body, which naturally attracts countless men in the illusory world to pursue her.

It is said that on the land of the illusory world, the spirit man who wants to pursue her dream has already lined up from the immeasurable mountain of lava giants to the Netherworld North Sea. What's more, some men in the illusory world who want to cut in the queue halfway are lurking in the depths of the Netherworld and Ghost Capital, waiting for an opportunity!

It's just that, since Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess of our Illusory Realm Valhalla Palace, decided to visit the five realms of the Illusory Realm in person to choose the future Immortal Palace for herself. The eldest son of the abyss lord of the soul abyss, the eldest son of the valley lord of the endless valley, the eldest son of the spring lord of the essence devouring spring, and the eldest son of the lake lord of the soul dead lake, all four of them are struggling to pursue our unruly princess Meng Yingqiang on the tortuous road, one after another.

Let's ask, in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital, how many people have family backgrounds that can be compared to the eldest sons of the four Phantom Realm Princes? The answer is naturally very rare, and there are only a handful.

Because of this, the spirit men in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital firmly believed that those small-breasted ghost women were difficult to pursue, so they all ran more willingly to pursue this ghostly woman who was as cheap as Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea.

From the mouths of the ghosts in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, Fu Huanjing brushed up those words, and roughly understood what kind of ups and downs the love past had in front of him, who was drinking fine wine.

First of all, it was the Netherworld Ghost King who had failed her, and she had a deep affection for the ghost queen. Then, Murong Bo, the great elder of his Yunding Sword Sect, actually smeared poison and salt on the wound of her love after the ghost in order to deceive a wisp of sword soul in the Fuyao Garden.

At this point, Fu Huanjing finally understood the reason why Murong Bo, the Great Elder of his Yunding Sword Sect, bowed down three times and begged him to go to the Netherworld North Sea.

Three days later, late at night, in a worry-relieving tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden, Fuyao Ghost met Fu Huanjing by chance. Unexpectedly, the two hit it off at first sight, and they started a long talk.

"I don't dare to be deep, I'm afraid of a big dream. "The Fuyao ghost of the Fuyao Garden bought drunk and said.

"I don't dare to calculate all the hexagrams, and I am afraid of the impermanence of heaven. Fu Huanjing, who was confident, drank.

"Little kid, if you know what to tell, you will only coax those ignorant children!" said the half-drunk Fuyao Ghost Queen Fu Huan Jing with a light smile.

"I hope that someone will be the same as before after the ghost is shaken, and it hurts to the bone, and from then on the affection will not be disappointed. Toast a glass of wine, may there be poetry, dreams, and a frank distance. Cheers, whatever. ???" Fu Huanjing immediately put away the copper coins used for fortune telling on the wine table, picked up a glass of excellent wine, and said to the ghost queen.

"There won't be any more, eldest brother Netherworld Ghost King, I'm going to marry her tomorrow. In the future, no one will feel sorry for me after the ghost, the prosperity is no longer beautiful, and the skin is like a dead wood and an old man. After shaking the ghost, Fu Huanjing in front of her, who was drunk and mistook it for the ninth brother of the Netherworld Ghost King, raised a pot of wine and drank bitterly.

"There will be, there will be. Fu Huanjing patted his thick chest and assured the queen of Fuyao.

"I helped the wanderings of the ghost queen in my life, just to let that firm footprint leave a deep trace on the road without regrets. I have followed all my life, just to let the blooming flowers in the fragrant garden, forever linger a faint fragrance. The love and hate of my life is just to let that emotional entanglement in the desolate desert drift away forever with the wind. After all, my red dust has dreams, remembering the rights and wrongs of my past. There are tears in my red dust, engraved in front of those moonlit flowers that I once had. My red dust once had a ghost king, but I couldn't hold hands with those happy years of my life. The ghost queen leaned drunkenly against the window, looked at the festive mansion of the ghost king in the distance, and cried out heartbreakingly.

"Don't cry! the crown will fall off, and the bad guys will laugh. It's not the fault of the ghost queen, it's just that my eldest brother, the Netherworld Ghost King, is not worthy. In my opinion, deserves someone better than him, deep affection. Fu Huanjing stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and comforted.

"It is said that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Without him, the Netherworld Ghost King, what is the use of me asking for the crown of the Netherworld Queen of the Netherworld now?"

"After shaking the ghost, I don't know what to do in the future?" Fu Huanjing asked in order to divert the current sad topic.

Fuyao Garden belongs to the Netherworld Ghost Capital, just like Yunshui Village belongs to Shangguan County.

"Some people's acquaintances are like a dream, and I lost this relationship after shaking the ghost. The moment his Netherworld Ghost King turned around, I still had to shed tears and leave this Netherworld Ghost City with him. After wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she looked out the window, wanting to take one last look at the beautiful night scene of this ghostly city.

"Don't go!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"In this netherworld ghost capital, there is no one who loves me. What's the point of me staying after the ghost?" asked the queen of the ghost.

"No, there will still be people who love me, and I love it very much!" Fu Huanjing said.

"I don't understand, it's not love, it's just a liking for beautiful things. When its prosperity is gone, and it is no longer beautiful, it will naturally begin to dislike it. The ghost queen was amused by the childish words of the ninth brother of the Netherworld Ghost King in front of her.

"No, even if she is old and has a dead skin, I will never be disgusted with her. Fu Huanjing slapped his heavy chest again and assured the ghost queen.

"After falling in love with him and the ghost king, I drank lonely wine and blew the wind of freedom, waiting for a person who had no return date. For the rest of my life, I dreamed of only myself. After shaking the ghost, she recalled the past and wept with emotion.

"After shaking the ghost, my eldest brother is the ghost king, he doesn't deserve to wait! Promise me, forget him. Start over and love someone who is worth the wait. Fu Huanjing advised.

"I don't want to love casually anymore after shaking the ghost, because there is a kind of loneliness called rather lacking than abundant, and there is a kind of loneliness called just waiting for someone. Fuyao said coldly.

"Why? My eldest brother, the Ghost King, is it so unforgettable for the ghost queen?" Fu Huanjing also asked too deeply into the play.

"His Netherworld Ghost King is my dream of gaining and losing after shaking the ghost, and I am his dispensable person. After all, the arrows that cross the mountains and rivers are stabbed by people with extreme affection. Fuyao said as she felt her nose ache.

"I am also extremely affectionate to the queen of the ghost, why don't you want to live or die, and give me a chance, so that I can also have a chance to have a deep love?" Fu Huanjing cried out loudly.

"I naively thought that I would see a deer when I was deep in the forest, a whale when the sea was blue, and a ghost king when I woke up in my dream. But in fact, when the fog rises in the deep forest, when the sea is blue, the waves surge, and when the dream wakes up, the night continues, and there are no deer, no whales, and no him. But after all, the deer came in the fog, the whale surged with the waves, and he didn't look back, so how did he know that I wasn't there. But it seems to me that the deer is frightened when he sees a man, and disappears into the depths of the forest, and the whale treads the waves and runs aground in the shallows, just as I see him, as if I were frightened. After all, the deer is afraid of people, the tide recedes and the whale falls, and the fog hides his heart, and he doesn't see him, he doesn't see me. The ghost queen sighed.

After that, he felt sleepy again, and slowly placed his jade arms on the wine table, and fell asleep with a light pillow.

Fu Huanjing, who had been chatting with the ghost queen across clothes, gently picked it up from the wine table, put it on the bed slowly, slowly took off her treasure boots, carefully covered it with a warm futon, and closed the door and window and left quietly.

The next day, the emperor of the Netherworld Ghost King, his big wedding ceremony was held as scheduled, firecrackers rang out in unison, gongs and drums were noisy, and the ghosts and demons of the city capital were carnivaling, celebrating this once-in-a-century event.

After waking up, she was awakened by the earth-shattering noise outside the paper window, so she put on her treasure boots regardless of the left and right, and quickly pushed the window to look.

I saw that the ghost king was dressed in red, riding a tall horse, saluting and thanking the demons on both sides, and slowly passed under the paper window behind her ghosts.

After all, he still married her as his wife, and the mountain alliance and sea oaths that he had promised her to help the ghost queen were so fragile that they were dissipated by the breeze.

After the heart is like ashes, she no longer believes that there is a bullshit love in this illusory world. She did not return to the Netherworld to inherit the queen's throne. Instead, he chose to stay in the anxiety relief tavern in this Fuyao Garden for the rest of his life, and he was very satisfied with being an ordinary wine maid.

As for Fu Huanjing, this lover, who actually put the nine princes of the ghost with brocade clothes and jade food, has to go to the worry-relieving tavern of the Fuyao Garden, and is willing to be a small handyman.

"Little brat, say that the women in this world, is it better to be a woman with big milk and a low level, or a girl with small breasts?" asked Fu Huanjing with a slight smile after the wine maid shook the ghost.

Although he is only a poor fortune teller, he only looks at people and not at his chest. A woman with great milk and a low woman is very good if she does good deeds. A girl with a small breast, if she does evil, it is not good. The little handyman Fu Huanjing played with the copper coins in his hand and replied with bleeding nostrils.

Suddenly, the temple of memory of the ghost queen collapsed, and all the good things in front of him disappeared.

"Fu Huanjing, how dare you use the Heavenly Machine Stone to make me hurt again?" Fu Huanjing, after shaking the ghost, without his Fu Huanjing explaining, the ghost claw grabbed his neck and asked angrily.

"Sister Fuyao, don't worry! please continue to enjoy!" Fu Huanjing said with difficulty panting.

The two of them entered the Tianji Stone again, and after shaking the ghost, they wanted to see what he could do with Fu Huanjing and what flowers he could play next.

Fate, wonderful!

At the same time, our unruly princess Meng Yingqiang of the Illusory Realm Heroic Palace is also in the Anxiety Relief Wine Workshop in the Illusory Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden, accompanying the third brother of the Netherworld Ghost King to drink and have fun!

Hearing this, Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess of our illusion world, who was small-breasted and peaceful, naturally felt very unhappy like a fish in her throat.

"Little handyman, come here!" Meng Yingqiang waved her hand and shouted.

"Here, I don't know what you want to do?" Fu Huanjing asked with a smile on his face.

"Princess Ben just heard that this ghostly woman with a small chest in the illusion world, if she does that evil thing, it will not be good?

"The villain owes!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly slapped his favorite, causing trouble, and begged for mercy on his knees.

"Little brat, get up quickly, and didn't say anything wrong, why are you so groveling and begging for mercy from her, a ghostly woman with small breasts?" Jiang Fuyao hurriedly pulled Fu Huanjing, who was kneeling on his knees, and said.

"She is now the only daughter of the Spirit Venerable of the Illusory Realm Heroic Spirit Palace, Meng Yingqiang, we still have one more thing, it's better to have one less thing!" Fu Huanjing explained softly in Jiang Fuyao's ear after hiding.