The nameless valley is full of green grass. In winter, not only does it have no bleak feeling, but the red rains in the valley gradually stop and the green trees are blooming in full bloom.

On the left side of the valley, a huge cut-off like a screen, rushing down from a height of a hundred feet, crashing into thousands of snow waves.

The thunderous sound gradually became clear in Yan Zi's ears, and then an unbearable feeling of irritability arises.

Accompanied by this irritability, Yan Zi's heavy eyelids slowly opened, and what caught his eye was the image of Li Shura wearing a blue shirt.

Li Shura, who was sitting cross-legged on a bluestone, looked at her with a smile, "Miss Yan is asleep, she should be hungry, so use some food."

Yan Zi got up, and didn't even look at the plate of steamed buns on a white cloth on the right, and two pieces of cooked meat, and subconsciously moved his legs.

"I advise you to sit down honestly."

A sound of extremely cold and cold came, which made Yan Zi feel cold in his heart. Looking at the sound, there was a toad covered in rotten sores squatting under a banana leaf.

"You... are humans or ghosts!"

Yan Zi felt that a furry and cold poisonous insect was lying on his back spine, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Yan Zi has experienced extraordinary experiences and has seen the world. But she has never seen a second monster except Rui Ya, especially the toad who looks so terrifyingly suddenly spoke up, which is challenging his common sense of monsters.

The toad snorted coldly, opened his mouth and sprayed a mist that was unaware of invisibility of the naked eye. Seeing that the mist was about to attack Yan Zi, Li Xiuluo suddenly stretched out his hand, and a black air cut off the mist, heading towards a sharp-leaved ginkgo tree with lush branches and leaves, and the giant tree died instantly.

"Hehe..."

The toad made a strange cry like a night owl, "Shura is still the Shura after all."

Li Xiuluo did not answer and waved his hand to Yan Zi gently, "Miss Yan, I offended you. When I see Brother Xu, I apologize for me. You can go."

Yan Zi was moved here for no reason. The sky was sunny and the surroundings were filled with yin energy. She suddenly saw a toad that was spitting out words. She didn't want to stay here for a moment.

At first hearing Li Xiuluo's words, Yan Zi subconsciously summoned the mechanic bird, got up and drove away, and flew away.

With a bang, the toad suddenly exploded, and a torn toad skin was blown up in the air, with neither flesh nor bone marrow.

Accompanied by the explosion of the toad, a faint phantom was now under the huge banana tree, which was the elegant middle-aged image of the ghost master that Xu Yi saw in the cave that day.

However, the middle-aged image in front of me was not at all elegant, and was replaced by a terrifying and resentful face. "Shura, Shura, I wish I could swallow you!"

If this clone had not been incompetent, the Ghost Lord could have really swallowed Li Shura alive.

At this moment, the main body of the Ghost Lord who was far away in the imperial court was beaten to death by Xu Yi. He relied on cunning to escape his life.

It was precisely because of the last sentence that shocked Xu Yi that the Ghost Lord realized the importance of Yan Zi more and more, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a talisman.

But he never expected that at this critical moment, Li Xiuluo dared to let Yan Zi go in front of him.

The Ghost Lord also knew that Li Shura values ​​friendship and friendship, and also knew that Li Shura and Xu Yi had a great relationship. Because of this, he never canceled the strand of soul attached to the toad, and was in surveillance to check and balance Li Shura.

But he never expected that Li Shura would do such a move in front of him.

This was his capable subordinate who had been in power for more than a hundred years, so that the Ghost Lord almost used Li Shura as his own hands. It was not until this moment that he realized that his hands and feet had his own will.

Li Shura knelt on one knee and bowed his head, "The Lord has my ghost to help me practice. Shura dares not forget it. It's nothing to give this residual soul to the Lord."

He did think about the Ghost Lord's kindness, but this kindness did not have the ultimate meaning for him.

He worked hard to practice and was willing to be a ghost commander. What he did was nothing more than obsession in his heart - avenging deep revenge in the sea of ​​blood.

And his deep blood hatred has been repaid by Xu Yi. Not only that, Xu Yi also recorded a poem for his deceased wife that was famous for later generations. Even if he was so powerful that he could not repay such great kindness, he could not repay such great kindness.

At that time, the ghost leader captured Yan Zi, but he had no choice but to do it. It was not something else, but to have the idea of ​​having the best of both worlds.

Xu Yi could see the secret secrets he left behind and come to find the Ghost Lord. Just by Xu Yi grasping the Ghost Lord’s handle on this imperial tomb, Yan Zi would definitely be fine.

In this way, he not only gave an explanation to Xu Yi, but also did not offend the ghost master.

But he never expected that the situation suddenly changed drastically.

Just when Yan Zi was sleeping, he pretended to meditate, but his attention was on the toad that the ghost master had lived in.

Although the Ghost Lord tried his best to cover up and tried not to reveal any traces, he still saw from the sudden weak ghost that the Ghost Lord had a very bad situation.

The only one who the ghost master targeted was Xu Yi. Conversely, the reasoning caused the ghost master to have a bad situation must be Xu Yi.

At this moment, the ghost master's ghost soul has not returned, and Li Shuluo cannot explore the injury of the ghost master, but just relying on this rapidly weakening soul, he knew that the ghost master must be crazy.

After spending more than a hundred years together, he knows the temperament of the ghost master very well.

Both of them are Yin bodies, he knows how difficult it is to nourish the Yin soul. Every trace of damage is a pain that the Yin body itself cannot bear.

Li Shura could even predict the degree of crazyness of the ghost master who was hurt by this.

In this way, Yan Zi will definitely not have a good ending.

Seeing that the idea of ​​being beautiful both worlds was shattered, Li Xiuluo chose to release Yan Zi without even weighing the pros and cons.

After Li Xiuluo finished speaking, the ghost master was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he smiled in a dark way and said sympathetically, "I like flowers in the morning, and I am sad about the flowers in the evening. I am sad about the flowers falling early, and I am sad about the body of the flower."

Li Xiuluo was struck by lightning and stared at the ghost master in a daze, with black liquid overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

The ghost master gently pinched his fingers, and the black liquid drifted towards his faint phantom. In a blink of an eye, his phantoms that were about to float became much clearer. Suddenly, his body turned into light smoke and disappeared in an instant.

"A Luo!"

Li Shura murmured, and turned into smoke and chased the ghost master wildly.

The poem that the ghost master read just now was written by his deceased wife before his death. He only learned it. The ghost master could only explain one thing. Most of the ghost masters knew the whereabouts of his deceased wife's ghost.

This thought came together and all kinds of doubts came to absent.

More than a hundred years ago, shortly after his new death, he fell into all kinds of strange treasures that were suitable for the survival of the Yin body and practiced, and he gained one after another.

At that time, he thought by chance, he had a deep blessing. Shortly after he became a Yuan Ghost, he met the ghost master and was taken over by him.
Chapter completed!