The place where the screams came from was not far away, and Wei Ping took three steps and two steps, and soon rushed to it.

Between the graves and the graves, under the green cypress tree, a priest of the shrine who could not tell whether it was a man or a woman at first leaned on the trunk of the tree, his body curled up in a ball, trembling, and seven bruised ghosts flew around him, making teeth and claws, and from time to time he grew his tongue to lick the handsome divine servant.

The tongue stretched out closely, but he didn't dare to go any further, the handsome divine servant was wearing a golden holy armor, once it stretched out within half a meter, it would definitely bloom with divine golden light, and when it was illuminated by the golden light, the scarlet tongue would definitely sneer at white smoke, and the ghost would cry wolf in pain.

The seven ghosts were unable to do anything in the face of the vigorous servant, and they did not want to leave, so they had to pretend to be ready to frighten the faint man and vent their hatred.

The seven ghosts are all hanged ghosts, and it is written in the ghost world chapter of "The Boundary": 魍, the face is blue and purple, the tongue is narrow and long, scarlet, and can generally stretch one or two meters, and the human world is commonly known as the hanging ghost.

Seeing that it is a divine servant of the Divine Palace, at first glance it is neither male nor female, and then it looks at the throat with an Adam's apple and a flat chest, it should be a man, Wei Ping didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he thought of being alone in the strange ghost world, the divine servant is also a human being, and it is not good to have someone as a companion?

"Eh, that glittering brother, can you take your hands away and take a look, those hanged ghosts are afraid of you!" Wei Ping looked at the divine servant of the divine palace from afar, with sarcasm in his voice, although he wanted to have someone to accompany him, he would not forget that there was a divine servant who wanted to kill him.

"Ahh

Hearing the sudden sound, the divine servant of the Divine Palace cried out with a tremor in fright, opened his fingers and looked at Wei Ping from the gap, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Dao, help me!"

"Didn't you just say that? Those hanged ghosts are afraid of you, just stand up and come out!" Wei Ping was very helpless, as a divine servant of the Divine Palace, is it appropriate to be so afraid of ghosts?

"Yes, but, I'm afraid, Brother Dao help me!" The fingers of the divine palace servant opened a little wider, and his bright eyes looked at Wei Ping longingly, and there was a slight coquettishness in his tone.

Wei Ping had a bad chill, he didn't have time to say whether he could help or not, after chatting for a few words, five of the seven hanged ghosts flew towards him, and before the tongue arrived, he greeted all parts of the body, one wrapped around the neck, two wrapped hands, two wrapped feet, the division of labor was clear, it was rare to have five ghosts to divide the corpse?

Divided into pieces, one ghost piece?

His heart was pounding, facing five ghosts for the first time, he was used to hearing ghost stories and watched too many horror ghost movies, and it was a lie to say that he was not afraid!

The thunder sword in the acupoint in the palm of his hand turned from virtual to real, waved a circle, cut off five tongues, and after falling to the ground, it swung like a fish, swung a few times, and dissipated into black smoke.

"Uhhh

"Woo-"

"Uhhh

“......”

The five hanged ghosts were in pain, and after retracting their tongues, they screamed a few times, and their faces were frightened, and they fled in all directions.

Wei Ping's heart is a little wider, these five hanged ghosts are the same as their minds, they are not strong, they are only equivalent to the strength of the Kaiguang Realm. His face became calm, and he walked towards the divine servant of the shrine.

When the two hanged ghosts saw that their companions had fled, how dare they stay, and fled in a hurry.

"Look, Young Master Ben said that these hanged ghosts are afraid of you, and you still don't believe it, do you believe it now? They are all weak!" Wei Ping raised his chin slightly, looked down at the divine servant of the Divine Palace, and said.

"Ah, Brother Dao, you are so amazing! Thank you for saving me!" The divine servant of the Divine Palace took away his hands, revealing a face that was so beautiful that it was terrifyingly beautiful, a face that made beautiful women jealous, and a face that men wanted to destroy!

The skin is as white as milk, with short light blue hair, a pair of blue eyes that are bright and transparent, but as unfathomable as the sea, a delicate and erect nose, moist and shiny lips, and a round chin that is not sharp.

"Young Master Ben didn't save you, no thanks. Faced with such a face that kills both men and women, Wei Ping turned his head away and didn't want to look at it more, thought about it a little, and simply left directly.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Facing such a man every day, it's no wonder if it's not annoying!

"Hey, Brother Dao, wait for me!" The divine servant of the Divine Palace stood up, tall, with a foot of one meter eight, a little taller than Wei Ping.

His gaze swept over, and he ignored it even more, and his pace quickened.

"Brother Dao, my name is Monroe, what about you?"

"Brother Dao, why don't you speak, it's rare that you were injured in the battle with the five ghosts?"

"Brother Dao, where is your injury? Do you want me to help you heal with water healing skills?"

"Brother Dao, it's rare that you are seriously injured and can't speak?

“......”

"Monroe, do you talk so much all the time?"

"I, I'm scared!"

"Uh, okay! Young Master Ben's name is Wei Ping, thank you for your concern, I'm not hurt!"

"Brother Wei, do you know where we are?"

"Netherworld Ghost Realm!"

"Ahh

"What's the benefit?"

“......”

“......”

The cemetery is very large, and it should take two or three hours to walk before you reach the thorn-encircled wall, and from the square stone house on the left side of the round courtyard gate floats out a snow-white old ghost, with a yellowish face, staring at the slightly protruding eyes and not speaking.

In the ghost world chapter of "Boundary", it is written: 魉, the face is yellow, the eyes are protruding, and most of them are buried alive before death, and they become ghosts with resentment.

Wei Pinglu was solemn, and under the perception of his mind, he couldn't even perceive the strength or weakness of the old ghost, so there was only one possibility, he was stronger than him, so he bowed and said politely: "Old man, disturb, let's go!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the courtyard gate, and Monroe followed him, following in his footsteps.

The white-haired old ghost glanced up at the sky, looked down at the two of them again, and asked after a moment of hesitation: "Has another hundred years passed? Have you heard of a person named Yan Qing in the Floating Life Continent? He is my son, have you heard of him?"

Wei Ping stopped, looking at the white-haired old ghost, his eyes were full of endless vicissitudes, I don't know how many years he had waited here, he was moved by a kind of father-son affection that was a little strange to him, and said in a low voice: "Old man, I'm sorry! The kid mostly cultivates in the mountain gate, rarely goes down the mountain, and has never heard of someone named Yanqing." ”

After speaking, he looked at Monroe, Monroe was stunned for a moment, quickly shook his head, and said while shaking: "I haven't heard of it, I haven't heard of it, I haven't heard of it......"

The white-haired old ghost's eyes were gloomy, and he slowly turned around, and his body floated into the stone house lonely.

Wei Ping looked at the stone house for a long time, his thoughts drifted far, far away, remembering the days when he was with Wei Ming when he was a child, although he was stupid since he was a child, Wei Ming never gave up on him.

It's not wooden at all.

Teach him one move at a time, over and over again, hundreds of times, thousands of times, tirelessly, accompany him, and encourage him with a smile, which is why there is a "martial arts wizard" in the back, a young martial artist of the Three Realms!

"Brother Wei, Brother Wei......" Monroe saw Wei Ping's distraction, shrunk and glanced around, holding his arm with both hands, shaking and calling softly.

"Let's go. Wei Ping put away the thoughts in his heart and walked forward, an avenue leading to an undulating mountain range, and a ghost town floated above the mountain range.

The ghost town is full of ghosts and fires, dotted with stars, but there is a bit of the prosperity of a human town.