Yan Xiaomei said that her courage is in the life of the luckiest person in the world.

Yunlang and Xiaoyan, of course, are very lucky, because they have each other.

However, whether Wu Wang and Duan Si can have this kind of luck again depends on the fate between them.

Bai Wuchang may feel that he is very lucky at this time, when he returns to the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, he walks with the wind.

Returning to this familiar place, he folded off an ice flower, put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "I used to think that this kind of little daughter was ridiculous, but before parting, this flower smells a little more flavorful." ”

Pick up a snow fruit on the ground and take a big bite into it, it's crunchy and sweet, whatever you want it to taste like, it's what it tastes like.

"Everyone wants to make their wishes come true, and in addition to the cold, the North Stygian Snow Mountain is actually a paradise. ”

He carefully looked at every corner of the North Stygian Snow Mountain, and wanted to remember every piece of snow, every flower, and every peak.

Why did this sloppy lazy drunkard suddenly become euphemistic?

"White impermanence, offer my courage. ”

The sound sounded overhead, and the little sister came in the snow.

A pair of ice eyes are bright, and people are a little colder.

Looking at the beauty of the little sister, Bai Wuchang raised his head and admired: "The more souls come back, the more beautiful the king becomes, and now he is unparalleled in the world, when the ten souls and ten spirits are full, what kind of beauty should it be?"

The little sister smiled and fell with the snow, although her eyes were proud, but her mouth was cold: "Bai Wuchang, you don't have to flatter me, my beauty is not for you." ”

"The beauty of a king, proud of the world, can not be appreciated by the eyes of a ghost?"

This sycophant sounded right, but it made the little sister a little unhappy: "I hate people to be verbose the most, if you don't want to make me angry, show your courage now!"

Yan Jun's little sister lost her temper, it was definitely not a trivial matter, Bai Wuchang didn't dare to say half a word of nonsense, took off the gallant pearl from the bottom of his palm, fluttered in the air, and returned it to the little sister.

The little sister regained her courage, gathered the yin of the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, and ran her soul for a week.

The already delicate eyebrows are becoming more and more beautiful and colorful.

"Little sister, the soul is full, today is the time to break through the underworld!"

Behind the snowy peak, a beautiful woman appeared.

The woman is beautiful and unparalleled, and in her stunning color, she always has a bit of femininity, and she is the first poisonous saint in the Three Realms, Fengdu Meng Po.

With a ghostly fire in her eyes and an indescribable excitement, she fell to her little sister with the wind.

"Godmother. ”

Seeing Meng Nu appearing in the Northern Styx Snow Mountain, Bai Wuchang did not have the slightest doubt, walked forward with a smile, and said his calculations: "I did it myself to find the soul for the king, and I have recovered the seven souls and seven souls for the king, plus the king's original life and soul spirit, it is only eight souls and eight souls." ”

Counting the numbers clearly, Bai Wuchang asked Meng Po rhetorically: "There are still two souls and two souls that have not returned to their places, why does the godmother say that the king's soul is full?"

Meng Nu sneered and didn't answer, and the little sister said Bingyan: "There is no salvation for the brother, teach him to know." ”

"The ghost obeys. ”

An old voice answered, and a person jumped down from the snowy peak.

Dressed in black, with iron ropes around his waist, his eyebrows are like ice, and he looks cold.

"I'll tell you the math. ”

His voice was old, but it was full of energy.

Before he started to count, Bai Wuchang smiled again: "It turned out to be an acquaintance, the old tea stall in the past, and gave me a pot of Jiutian incense tea stall brother." ”

"It's a certain house. The old man in black wrinkled, nodded and smiled at Bai Wuchang: "A certain family is surnamed Fan and is helpless." ”

Fan is not saved, the first generation of black impermanence when the underworld was first built.

In the old place of the tea stall, he and Yan Xiaomei were commensurate with their grandsons, but they didn't expect that as early as the beginning of the East China Sea Feather Demon Princess's case, they were already calculating the major events in the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain.

"I'm not in a hurry to settle accounts, I don't know if Brother Fan brought Jiutian Incense today?"

When it comes to wine, Bai Wuchang's face is full of greed.

Fan Wusu took off a wine gourd from his back and threw it at Bai Wuchang, with an old smile: "Give you a pot of wine, the hero is bold, I hope that when Brother Bai kills the enemy and breaks the city, don't be so scared that you pee your pants." ”

"Kill the enemy and break the city? Isn't that to meet each other with death? It seems that this pot of wine is not cheap to drink. ”

While laughing, Bai Wuchang pulled out the gourd stopper and poured the wine syrup into his throat.

A few sweetness moistened his throat, and Bai Wuchang praised: "Good wine!"

"Brother Bai, can you listen to a certain family to settle accounts for you now?"

With wine in hand, Bai Wuchang can't take care of so much, and constantly tastes the taste of wine.

Nine is the number of the Supreme, and only worthy of the Supreme Man.

Yama Meijun is a supreme person, so she only has nine souls and nine spirits.

"I see, the ten souls and ten spirits are just covering people's ears and eyes. Bai Wuchang raised his eyebrows: "There is still one soul and one soul left." ”

This soul was handed over to Meijun by this generation of black impermanence.

"What?" Bai Wuchang's tone was shocked, but his face was calm: "Could it be that the young master is also involved in this secret matter?"

Fan Wusu ignored his question and continued to finish his words: "One soul and one spirit are attached to the money bag that Hei Wuchang handed to Meijun. ”

"I have recovered seven souls and seven souls, black impermanence has one soul and one soul, and the king has one soul and one soul. Bai Wuchang nodded, with a smile in his eyes: "The account is clearly calculated, just nine souls and nine spirits." ”

The little sister danced in the snow with colorful sleeves, and immediately the snow was all over the sky, and the scene was even more gorgeous.

"If the king is not secret, he will lose his minister, if he is not secret, he will lose his body, and if he is not secret, he will be harmful. The little sister looked at Bai Impermanence coldly, and smiled lightly in her ice eyes: "This is the way of a king to govern the country, so the number of nine souls and nine spirits is not that I deliberately hide it from you." ”

"Don't tight, don't tight. Bai Wuchang almost drank all the wine, and shook his head again and again: "Even if the king tells me that you only have nine points and nine spirits, I can't imagine that if you kill me, that soul and soul are attached to the money bag." ”

After drinking the last sip of wine and throwing away the gourd, Bai Wuchang drunkenly asked: "The king tells me the great secret at this moment, and there are only two of my fates." ”

"Bai Wuchang, you are really a smart person. The little sister nodded and sneered: "Either you will take back Fengdu with me and enjoy the wealth forever, or I will kill you now and my soul will be scattered." ”

Hearing the murderous intent in the little sister's tone, Bai Wuchang touched his neck: "My hat says that I will be rich at first sight, of course I want to be rich." ”

expressed her determination to the little sister, turned her head and locked her thick eyebrows, and then asked Meng Nu: "Godmother, there are only four of us together, can we take back Fengdu City?"

Twelve people.

The number given by Meng Nu made Bai Wuchang wonder: "Could it be that there are still six that are transparent, and I haven't seen them?"

There are also ghosts.

"That's only eight people, and four more. ”

Blue wolf white deer.

"The Demon Ancestor of the North is also on our side, and it seems that the grasp is much greater. Bai Wuchang smiled: "There are still two left." ”

Zhong Kui.

"So it's him?" Bai Wuchang nodded: "The last one is?"

Black impermanence.