"Are you Li Yuanying?" Feng Qingling kicked the empty black shadow that could no longer see its original form, it could be seen that it was the shadow of a ghost, and it was not a new ghost, it looked like it had been around for some years, and its spiritual power was very weak, judging from the current situation, it would soon disappear.

Long Xiangyu couldn't laugh or cry angrily at her words, grabbed her, and said helplessly: "I just said that Li Yuanying is a man!"

Feng Qingling glared, took back the fire phoenix whip, and said with horizontal eyebrows: "Can you tell if this ghost shadow is male or female?"

Long Xiangyu was more advanced than her in the end, and after only a few more glances at the ghost, he already knew the origin of the ghost, and asked tentatively, "Mrs. Li?"

The ghost figure slowly raised its head, a pair of apricot eyes glowing with resentment, in the dim tomb, the forest was terrifying.

A miserable laugh, not loud, but it was enough to express the resentment in its heart: "What Mrs. Li? I'm just a lonely soul!" cough cough ...... the ghost's words, as if using all the strength of the ghost, it coughed weakly, lying on the ground, its face was hidden in the black shadow again, and it was no longer able to lift up.

"You call her Mrs. Li? Could it be that she is the daughter of the prime minister, Li Yuanying's original wife, Zhang Huiping?" Feng Qingling tugged at Long Xiangyu's sleeve and looked at the ghost shadow curiously, a little surprised, "I didn't hear that Mrs. Li also passed away? Why are you here?" The latter words were said to the group of ghosts.

"Why am I here?" the dark shadow repeated her question in a low voice, as if it was just an unconscious repetition, as if it was a self-reflection of extreme sadness, and then a bloody laugh, "Hahahaha, yes, why am I here? Why? Who can tell me? Why?!" The ghost suddenly raised his upper body, raised the sky and roared, and in the dim apricot eyes, two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed out.

Feng Qingling was startled, and was really shocked by the two lines of blood and tears on her pale face, forgetting what to say. She had heard the cuckoo cry blood, but she didn't know what kind of unwillingness and resentment could make Emperor Wangdi incarnate into a cuckoo after his death. However, the ghost's terrible screams made her feel it firsthand, and the Emperor Wang's cry was nothing more than that, right?

"Mrs. Li, don't be too excited, your body is vain, and if you are so excited, I am afraid that you will be destroyed in a short time. Long Xiangyu took a step forward, and wanted to persuade her a few words, but was stopped by her fierce eyes that suddenly came back, standing there, with his hands behind his back, alone, if he was paired with the breeze and raised his purple shirt, he was really graceful, and the fairy style was fully revealed.

Looking at Long Xiangyu like this, the woman couldn't help but think that the person also liked to dress up like this, with green clothes and wide sleeves, and a style of Wei and Jin literati. Obviously he is a military general, but he is a good literati dressed, and his actions are like sleeves, he is really elegant and extraordinary, and his demeanor is outstanding, and I don't know how many girls and young women have fallen so far. Naturally, she is also one of them. Thankfully, she could not only fall for her, but also have the hope of spending her life with him. However...... However, a qiē hope turned into hatred, and there was nothing to do.

"Hey, he's my person! Don't you look at him like this!" Feng Qingling looked at her with a confused look at Long Xiangyu, and she was angry, holding Long Xiangyu's left hand with one hand, interlocking her fingers with him, and raising her head to threaten.

Long Xiangyu glanced at her, as if helpless, and seemed to remain silent by default.

There was finally something else in the woman's eyes, sneering or disdainful: "Silly woman!"

It's this word again, probably when she said this word before, it was also this expression, right?

Feng Qingling didn't understand why she was so disdainful of her feelings for Long Xiangyu, looking at Long Xiangyu, there was no reaction on his expressionless face, and there was no emotion in his calm and waveless eyes, but his indifferent attitude made her deeply feel that he actually had an indifferent attitude towards her words.

Feng Qingling felt a little angry inexplicably, I don't know if it was for the 'stupid woman' in the woman's mouth, or for Long Xiangyu's indifferent attitude, anyway, she was very unhappy.

"You'd better say a few words!Otherwise, without me doing anything, you'll be wiped out!" Feng Qingling gritted his teeth.

"You're not going to let me die. The sneer on the corner of the woman's mouth did not retract, "Otherwise, the people of this city in Yong'an City will only die faster!"

"Very good! Since you don't want to be wiped out, and I don't want the people of this city to die like this, how about making a deal?" Long Xiangyu took a step forward, looked down at the woman who was becoming more and more vain, and said seriously.

The woman looked up at him, as if to gauge the sincerity of his words.

"Sue me for the way to lift their seals, and I will save you from ashes. You are running out of time, I hope you will think carefully!" Long Xiangyu looked at her expressionlessly, and persuaded in a serious tone.

"I won't say it!

"Why are you talking so much nonsense with her? I don't believe that without her, we wouldn't have found a way to save those people! It's a big deal to let them die decades early, but it's not a big deal to reincarnate together by the bridge!" Feng Qingling never disdained to ask for help, because her own life had no end, and she didn't understand those mortals' obsessions about life, old age, sickness and death.

Long Xiangyu glared at her and continued to say to Zhang Huiping: "I heard that Miss Zhang is gentle and virtuous, and she is not a great traitor, why do you want to force yourself to do such a harmful thing to others and yourself?"

"Hmph! You are not as frank as this stupid woman!" the woman did not accept his affection at all, her expression was sarcastic, and she looked at him with disdain.

"Eh~ How can you talk to this ghost?" Feng Qingling was really annoyed by this ghost, Long Xiangyu talked to her well and she didn't listen, she didn't listen to her, she had to beat her to her soul before she was willing, wasn't it?

"Hmph! just tell me the truth!" the woman sneered, as if she wanted to move her body because of discomfort, however, the phantom around her body was shaken away by her movement, and her originally delicate facial features were somewhat deformed, looking quite ugly.

Long Xiangyu was not annoyed, just looked at her: "Are you resentful of your husband? Why?" Doesn't the rumor say that the two are in deep love and have a son? Why does she show such hatred when she mentions her husband?

"Resentment?" the woman looked at him, the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed bitter and desperate, "It's more than resentment, why can you men be so hypocritical, full of benevolence and morality, but can do such a chilling thing?"

It turned out that he was also a poor person with a secret secret.