Chapter 22 The Blood of Huangquan Yinchuan

Just when Xie Qiudi was secretly slandering ghosts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The ghost's bloody eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered, "I already know everything about your previous trip to the Cold Soul Ice Prison. ”

Xie Qiudi's heart sank violently, pretending to smile slightly without knowing what he meant, and listened to the woman's words.

"You and your little lover, if there is no one around, I ...... Qingqing"

Hearing this, Xie Qiudi's eyes dodged, and shyness surged into his heart, only to feel ashamed and angry.

"It is a great abomination, and where have you put me in such a way? ”

The spirit snorted coldly, as if furious, as if someone had cuckolded him.

The beauty embryo that has been cultivated so hard was actually kissed by others and took the lead.

How she doesn't hate.

Xie Qiudi glanced at Lingyu sympathetically with some concern.

"What kind of eyes are you? ”

Lingyu suddenly caught a glimpse of the mysterious eyes, only to feel that it was like a sharp sword piercing the heart, and the self-esteem of being a true immortal powerhouse was insulted like never before, and he reprimanded coquettishly.

"Sister Ghost, I didn't mean that. ”

Which means. ”

The ghost was furious, and she was now absolutely sure that she must have been greatly humiliated just now.

Just as he was about to get angry, a look of confusion flashed on his face.

But he was gone.

Lingyun smiled slightly: "If you don't obey my sister, then I'll just kill someone." ”

"No, I can't. ”

Xie Qiudi hurriedly pulled Lingyu's sleeve and said eagerly.

Lingyun flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "Xie Qiudi, you have rejected me again and again, you treat me as a clay man, and you can't do it without fire." ”

Xie Qiudi burst into tears and said miserably: "How are you doing?" ”

Dressed in a cyan python robe, his eyebrows are heroic and ghostly, and he has a sense of being a prostitute.

sneered and said, "You are smart and smart, do you still need me to say it." ”

Xie Qiudi's heart was like ashes, and he closed his eyes for a long time, as if he had made some kind of determination.

After a pause, he said, "Okay." ”

Spit out a word, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

"That's right, that's my good autumn di. ”

The corners of the ghost's mouth hooked up a smug arc.

He said coldly in his heart, just a Jindan monk, not to mention the woman who robbed the deity, but dared to step on the true spirit projection of the deity.

If I don't teach you a profound lesson, it's really hard to understand the hatred in my heart.

Xie Qiudi was like a walking corpse at this time, his starry eyes flickered coldly, and he said without sadness or joy: "That person, when did you let it go." ”

"How have I ever said...... Let him go now. ”

"You...... Eat one's word. ”

Hearing this, Xie Qiudi's face was in chaos at the moment, his jade face changed greatly, and his finger pointed at Lingyu, trembling.

"Don't worry, at least let my sister spoil you first. Say yes in advance...... Don't play dead later. ”

As he spoke, a burst of red light rolled up Xie Qiudi, who was like a dead heart in an ice cave, and ran towards the show.

But for a moment, the red gauze covered and stretched, and the beaded curtains flew, like a crying and joyful voice.

Nai Ho Bridge.

As one of the six bridges that sent the soul of the Wheel Hall to the six realms of reincarnation.

Since ancient times, it has been lying on the Lethe River.

It is rumored that the bridge is divided into three levels.

The soul of a good man passes from above. The mixed good and evil pass through the middle level, and the soul of the wicked passes through the bottom level. If there is a crowd, you will definitely fall into the Lethe River.

At this time, one by one, the eerie ghosts who had unfulfilled wishes in the mortal world, with tears and hazy eyes in front of the Sansheng Stone, passed through the Nai He Bridge hidden in the fog and walked towards the Wangxiang Terrace.

Wangxiang Terrace.

A ragged, ugly and old woman unconsciously scooped out bowls of yellow and turbid Meng Po soup and handed them to the souls who were about to be reincarnated.

Occasionally, the soul shouted in despair, unwilling to forget the unforgettable past, and turned around and jumped into the Lethe River.

Seeing this, the patrol ghost pawn just smiled coldly and did not stop it.

As for those living souls who tried to break through the blockade and wanted to be reincarnated, they were all taken down by the ghost pawns and sent to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Every time she saw this, the old woman's cloudy eyes silently returned from her sluggishness and watched this scene quietly.

At this time, the old woman seemed to feel something, her cloudy and dark yellow eyes suddenly widened, and she looked in the direction of You Fang Palace.

After a long time, he finally sighed helplessly.

This move immediately attracted the surprise of some patrolling ghosts, and Meng Po, who was indifferent to everything, even sighed, which was really appalling.

Xuanyun Twelve-Leaf Realm Heaven.

In the eleventh temple.

The door is still the same, and the copper ring is concealed.

On the couch.

Xie Qiudi's body was covered with a pair of delicate thin silks, and the lotus arms that deceived the frost and snow were hugged in front of his chest, and his shoulders were half shaking, allowing the delicate snow skin to be exposed to the air, and the peach luster was shining.

Her jade face was pale, her starry eyes were dull, and she had just gone from being ashamed and angry to dying like ashes, and all kinds of torments were painful, as if she had completed a reincarnation.

Xie Qiudi has just made a relationship with his sweetheart, and he has not been in love for a long time, and his heart is full of sweetness. But he was very happy and sad, and he lost himself with her in a blink of an eye, and he was also a female devil.

How this did not make her want to cry without tears and grit her teeth.

Bing Qingyujie's delicate body was wantonly played with by a woman...... She only feels sorry for Lu Bei now, and she has no shame to face.

The ghost's bloody eyes were blurred, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his expression, and his petite and delicate fragrant tongue licked his red blood lips, feeling unfinished.

With his hands raised, a dark robe covered his body, his bearing was as heavy as an abyss, and his majesty was like a prison.

On the bright and beautiful jade face shrouded in heroism and coldness, he said with a hint of teasing: "You are delicious, sister, I am very satisfied." ”

Xie Qiudi, who was embarrassed and indignant, said coldly: "You can release people." ”

Ling Yu smiled coldly and said, "This person trespasses on the Yin Division......"

"You...... I'll fight with you. ”

Hearing this, Xie Qiudi only felt that he was out of anger, and with his cold and frosty temperament, he was furious, rushed forward, and died with the hateful female demon in front of him.

But he was subconsciously lifted by the jade palm of the ghost, and a dark light from the palm of the palm gave the figure.

Not only that, if you pay attention to it, there is a flickering cold light in Xie Qiudi's eyes.

It was precisely flickering in the last moment, which clearly even froze his thinking.

The person who is determined is quiet and unwavering, and the silence is mixed.

The brilliance of the Xuan Ming has a faint trace of the power to stop time and space.

Xuanming, Miaoben also.

The mysterious, the name of the far-reaching, the underworld, the name of the lonely.

The Xuanying Radiance exudes a noble aura of vast origin, although it is unconsciously used by the ghost, it is extraordinary. But this woman's bloody eyes were also confused.

I don't know where it started or where it ends.

Fortunately...... But for a moment, the Xuan Ming Radiance disappeared silently and automatically. Xie Qiudi returned to his original state and continued to rush forward without realizing it.

But he was stopped by the ghost and shouted: "If you mess around again, I will go and kill that person." ”

As soon as he heard this, Xie Qiudi was like being killed by thunder, his starry eyes were moist, and on his cheeks, two lines of clear tears flowed silently.

Lingyou stepped forward, hugged Xie Qiudi's shoulder, smiled indifferently, and comforted softly: "Okay, sister, although I can't let him go, but for your sake, send him to the Yinchuan battlefield to atone for his sins." ”

Three million miles west of Yinchuan, 33 roads Huangquan Jiedu envoy.

Three-born three-leaf sword, Huangquan Yinchuan blood.

This is the place where Yin Si ordered by the Five Ghost Emperors to send 3.3 million Nether Ghost Clan to fight with the Blood Sea Asura Clan in order to guard the six realms of reincarnation.

The sea of blood is surging, the mist is everywhere, the Yaksha Shura, the stump and the arm are broken.

The sound of fighting, screams, and the clashing of weapons...... Thousands of fierce and vicious ghost troops, the terrible resentment before the soul flew away, shook the heavens and the earth.

How is the sky above the underworld not perennially cloudy, dark and depressing!