"Nie Xiaoqian!

Wang Zhong looked at this grandmother with a deep ghostly face, and then looked at the girl in the blue gauze skirt named Nie Xiaoqian, this room is spacious, the gums and curtains, jīng is beautiful, but a little yīn gloomy, revealing an incomprehensible and weird taste, "It turns out that I am an old demon of Montenegro!"

The story of a Chinese ghost story is from the pen of Pu Songling, which vaguely records some of the situations of the old demon in Montenegro, especially the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian, the scholar Ning Caichen, the tree demon grandmother, etc., which are greatly spread. As a modern person, Wang Zhong is naturally very familiar. The theory of ghosts and gods, no one understands the truth or falsehood, even in the dignified history, there are biographies of gods and immortals, although it is ethereal, but Wang Zhong has traveled back to this era, and the things he has experienced have been seen with his own eyes, and it is probably true.

"What kind of place is this?" Wang Zhong saw that he was dressed in black linen clothes quite neatly, his shoes seemed to have been taken off, and they were neatly placed on the side of the bed, and the brocade on the bed emitted a sweet and soft fragrance, not only lying comfortably, but also sitting up, it was like falling into a gentle village. The eyes were already staring at Nie Xiaoqian, and I saw that Nie Xiaoqian was slapped by her grandmother, covering her face with one hand, and looking at herself with two big watery eyes, looking at her pitifully, but Wang Zhong saw that this Nie Xiaoqian was definitely not as simple as it looked. In his eyes, there was a different kind of coldness, as if he was not a living person.

"Back to the young master, this is Lanruo Temple! The young master was sent here by the old master with supreme supernatural powers, and asked the old slave to take care of the young master. ”

Grandma stood up, gurgling in her throat, and a terrifying voice like a night owl reached Wang Zhong's ears, Wang Zhong nodded, and asked Grandma to continue. It wasn't until Grandma explained the details that Wang Zhong finally knew the general situation of the matter.

This is a secret stronghold of the old demon of Montenegro, grandma is a slave adopted by the old demon of Montenegro, and Nie Xiaoqian is one of the slaves adopted by grandma. Wang Zhong remembered his own situation, and remembered that he was defeated by the old demon of Montenegro against the three great masters of Confucianism, but it became a trend of being besieged by masters in the world.

With the power of one person, calmly confronting all the top masters in the world, Wang Zhong, as the heir, witnessed this thrilling and earth-changing duel.

Until the end, he was sent away by the old demon of Montenegro with supernatural powers, passed out in a coma, and when he woke up, he arrived at this legendary place: Lanruo Temple.

"The old demon of the previous generation of Montenegro has fallen! I am now the new old demon of Montenegro, what is the current form, where to go? How to care?" Wang Zhong fell into deep thought, his eyes narrowed, the green brilliance flashed, thinking about his past and future, "Lu Na and her sister are still in the Yehe tribe outside the Guanwai, I don't know what happened, have you found Zhang Yanran and Tong Ling?"

A series of chaotic things need to be sorted out one by one. Wang Zhong thought thoroughly, especially his current situation, he was very embarrassed, he had lost the protection of the old demon of the previous generation of Montenegro, how to protect his body, and then stand at the top of this world like the old demon of Montenegro for generations! And then create his own era! This is a long way.

"You go out!" It really took time to think about it, this yīn dove grandmother made Wang Zhong feel uncomfortable, lifeless, without a trace of the smell of a living person, and his face was as pale as paper, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

"Yes, the old slave will retire, if the young master has any orders, he can call the old slave at any time. Grandma squeezed out a weird smile on her face, and giggled twice, "Nie Xiaoqian, don't go out with me yet!"

"Okay, grandma!" Nie Xiaoqian secretly glanced at Wang Zhong, leaned down, and said a blessing, her face was crystal fragrant, and there was a faint layer of radiant light! "Young master, the slave and maid have retired. ”

"Slow!" Wang Zhong waved his hand and pointed at Nie Xiaoqian, "You stay, I have something to ask you." ”

"Grandma!" Nie Xiaoqian was happy at first, then frowned and looked at grandma.

Grandma was stunned for a moment, and the gurgling voice was reluctantly squeezed out of her throat, "Since the young master asked you to stay, you can stay, everything must be ordered by the young master, if you are a little neglectful, grandma will never spare you!"

Nie Xiaoqian shuddered and quickly lowered her head, "Got it, grandma!"

A shuddering smile rose up on Grandma's face, and she dragged an old robe dyed like blood sauce and turned around and went out. When I got to the door, I suddenly disappeared, and it was as if I had melted into the air. When Wang Zhong saw it, he frowned.

"Young master, let the slave and maid bring it to you. Seeing that Wang Zhong was about to get up, Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly stepped forward, half-squatted down, and helped Wang Zhong pack his shoes. I only felt that my feet were gently pinched by Nie Xiaoqian's weak and boneless hands, put them in my shoes, and when I lowered my head, my chest was exposed to a snow-white patch, and the fragrance rushed up, making people's hearts ripple and think about it.

Wang Zhong turned a blind eye to it, nor did he object, and let Nie Xiaoqian serve him well.

"You are Nie Xiaoqian. Only then did Wang Zhong find the opportunity to take a closer look at this legendary beautiful female ghost. "Do you know a man named Ning Caichen?"

"What Ning Caichen?" Nie Xiaoqian's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, "Who is it?" ”

"Oh, so it hasn't happened yet?" Wang Zhong flashed a thought in his heart, and suddenly made a move.

"Young master, what are you going to do?" Nie Xiaoqian suddenly panicked because Wang Zhong grabbed her hand!

"It's not a ghost, it's because I cultivated the little Tibetan soul to suck jīng and draw the marrow. Wang Zhong got the supreme demon method taught by the old demon of Montenegro, searched in his head for a while, and then pinched Nie Xiaoqian's hand to investigate, confirming his thoughts. This little Tibetan soul sucks jīng marrow** It is an extremely poisonous method in the demon path, which can suck away the jīng blood jīng pith of the whole body, and turn it into pure yang vitality to strengthen one's natal vitality, this kind of exercise is harmful to others and self-interest, but the progress is extremely fast, but there are also many restrictions, the person who practices the gong must first be a woman, and it is a pure yīn body, extremely beautiful, first use the first similar charm to charm the other party, so that the other party loses jǐng ti, and when the jīng qi is weak and unstable, it is taken with the demon method in one fell swoop, and the middle one becomes a dry corpse, and a life is whimpered on the spot。

Seeing Nie Xiaoqian panicking, this delicate, pitiful, and endearing appearance is actually just an instinctive seduction. Wang Zhongyi got the inheritance of the old demon of Montenegro, although his strength did not increase, but he stepped into the realm of the grandmaster in terms of knowledge. Nie Xiaoqian naturally couldn't hide it from him.

"When I was in a coma, you spent at least ten years to cultivate the jīng qi that could only be refined with me, and I have clear grievances, so I can't let you suffer. You say what you want, I inherit the old demon Taoism of Montenegro, there is always something that can be given to you. "That grandma is very weird, although she is the servant of the old demon of Montenegro in the previous generation, but now that the old demon of Montenegro is dead, do you have any other thoughts, and you don't know, Wang Zhong wants to know some important news from Nie Xiaoqian's mouth.

"The young master is really extraordinary!" Nie Xiaoqian raised her head calmly and smiled, chūnguang was bright and bright, and a hundred flowers were blooming. "Grandma already knows that the old master has fallen in Hetuala, and the young master is a very person, so she naturally knows what Xiaoqian is going to say. The old master has magical powers, a glimpse of the future, since the young master is sent here, there must be an arrangement, Xiao Qian is optimistic about the young master, as long as the young master has achieved something, don't forget Xiao Qian. ”

"Oh!" Wang Zhong's eyes became a slit, "You go out." ”

Nie Xiaoqian smiled again, charming and charming, "The young master thinks about it himself, and I will see the young master again." Before the words fell, the incense wind wafted, and the person had already left the room.

Wang Zhong sat on the bed, thought for a while, only to see that it was dark outside the window, obviously late at night, and suddenly felt that there was something in his hand, and when he saw it, it was a bracelet made of eighteen bone demon yīn charm beads obtained in Changbai Mountain.

"Nine ghosts yīn charm, manifest incarnation. Wang Zhong bit his fingertips, forced out a little blood, opened his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of black evil qi, rotating around the eighteen bone demon yīn charm bead bracelets, and was using the mysterious demon ** passed down by the old demon of Montenegro to communicate with this bone demon yīn charm bead.

Suddenly, a cold yīn breath came from the bracelet, "I am a thousand mountains and thousands of rivers, eight desolations**, ten thousand demon supreme, black mountain old demon." If you don't listen to my orders, you will immediately scatter your soul in the Nine Shadows, and you will never be reborn. "Communicating with the yīn demon in the bone bead, transporting the black evil qi, a unique majesty shocked the vibration of the yīn charm bead.

Wang Zhong took off the bracelet and smashed it to the ground, and the bone demon yīn charm bead turned into eighteen white deep ghosts!

With a finger of his hand, these eighteen ghosts silently came out of the window and disappeared into the endless night. Compared with his grandmother, Wang Zhong has a terrifying aura on his body.

"If you can't even subdue an old slave with a different heart, how can you do the old demon of Montenegro!"