Turning his head, the light from the teleportation array was dim, and the evil spirit raised his hand to cover his heart. Why is it a little... painful?

Suddenly, an extremely solemn low call rang in my ears.

"Dragon Refining."

The evil spirit shook all over his body, turned his head in an instant, and saw the halo not far behind him, and his mind was blank and there was only one thought left. It turned out that the legends were true!

"You are the heir of Longpan."

The extremely solemn voice sounded again, and the evil spirit suddenly reacted. When his knees softened, he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the direction where the sound came from, and said softly: "Yes, I, Azang."

There is a legend in the ghost world that there are only two kinds of creatures between heaven and earth, one is called humans and the other is called beasts.

These two kinds of creatures were born with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and had infinite talent for extraordinary life. The excessive reproduction inevitably led them to fight for resources.

At this time, a monk who claimed to be Azang used his flesh and blood to open up another space between heaven and earth in order to avoid the disaster.

He turned his heart into a samsara plate, his hair into a sea of ​​flowers in hell, his blood into a river of Forgetful River, and used his bones to create six wells of reincarnation. This world was later called the "ghost world". After the emergence of the ghost world, the infinite lives of humans and beasts ended, and the war stopped with the flow.

The evil spirit looked up at the light ball not far away, and the memories in the depths of his mind were pouring out little by little. It is said that people without wisdom cannot see the Buddha's face clearly, because the light shrouded on him symbolizes the vast world, and people without Buddha's fate cannot see through it.

The ghost father often talked about Azang's stories. He said that Azang was not dead, but had been guarding the ghost world underground. The ghost father also said that he had met Azang when he succeeded to the throne of the Ghost Emperor and said that he would see him one day.

Thinking of this, the evil spirit asked, "I, Buddha Azang, are you here for my impending succession?"

The evil spirit asked carefully, but unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, the warm light suddenly disappeared into the red sea of ​​flowers.

Looking at the empty flowers, the evil spirit couldn't help but suspect that everything he saw was just his own illusion...

*

After leaving the ghost world, Sikong Xiao hurriedly lit the Soul-Spiritting Incense and planned to awaken the people who were still confused. As the evil spirit said, the Soul-Spiritting Incense only ignited half of the Soul-Spiritting Incense and then woke up quietly.

Seeing Zang Ning'er standing up, Sikong Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her raising her hand and rubbing her eyes, her baby face was full of confusion, "Where are we? Well... a headache, why can't I remember anything..."

Shen Yicen reacted faster than the others. Seeing everyone confused, Sikong Xiao stood there leisurely with his arms in his arms, and asked, "Xiaoxiao girl, what's going on? Haven't we entered the ghost world?"

"Yes, I've entered."

Sikong Xiao nodded lightly and then said, "But as soon as we entered the ghost world, we were in the sea of ​​flowers in hell. Fortunately, there were evil spirits to help. Now that the Ghost Emperor is dead, the Ghost Army has also retreated. Since the troubles in the ghost world have been solved, let's go back to our own house!"

Shen Yicen frowned. Sikong laughed at the words of the slightest. What happened in the ghost world? Long Lian helps? What help? How did he solve the problem of the Ghost Emperor with his cultivation level?

Seeing everyone's expressions differently, Sikong Xiao knew that the more he explained, the more trouble he was, the more he was, so he might as well not explain, "Okay... I won't leave with you if I have something to do, beg you."

Why!

"Girl..."

Chen Yicen was stunned. Before he could finish speaking, Sikong Xiao's figure turned into a dark blue light with purple light swept towards the sky, and he did not give anyone a chance to speak.

*

Liang Guo Capital

Liang Fanjin, wearing a golden dragon robe and twelve crowns above his head, was already the empress of a country, and was now standing on the towering high wall, behind him was Zhang Feng wearing a black leather python robe.

Zhang Feng bent down and put his hand on the city wall. The traffic was bustling underneath, and the crowd was bustling. Looking around, it was full of prosperity and prosperity. The empress who was sitting in this beautiful country was standing alone on the city wall with her thin figure looking particularly lonely.

"Based on your understanding of Sikong Xiao, what will she do when she comes back?"

Liang Fanjin looked back at the towering palace behind him. The setting sun shone like blood on the golden palace. This dazzling and extravagant brilliance is dazzling.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his slender and white hands. It was so clean... Liang Fanjin withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly, and said, "Based on your understanding of the head of the Gu family, what will she treat her when Miss Xiaoxiao comes back?"

Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard this, turned his head and stared at the princess beside him who was pulled to the throne by Gu Huang.

Everyone knows that Princess Fan Jin of Liang is gentle, kind and kind, but who would have thought that such a gentle and elegant princess would not even blink if she killed her father and brother...

Human hearts are really too complicated.

An undercurrent flashed in his eyes, Zhang Feng straightened up and smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I have been in the Gu family for so long, and I saw that Miss Huang was only three or four sides. How could I say I had some understanding of Miss Huang?"

Liang Fanjin looked at the young man in front of him. It won’t take long for this smart man to get South Korea with the help of Sikong Huang. He is also the king of a country and the chess piece of family game. What is the difference between him and him? Liang Fanjin couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckled, “The Zhang family leader has unique eyes and is too humble.”

“Where…I…”

Zhang Feng's voice came to an abrupt end, Liang Fanjin also looked up quickly, and a lightning light flashed through the eyes of the orange sunset.

"Wouldn't that be?"

Liang Fanjin's heart trembled, Miss Xiaoxiao, she is back.

*

Once again, Sikong Xiao came to this familiar teleportation array hall, but he didn't have the same interest as last time. He stood in the center of the teleportation array with a swept, and waved out four top-quality spirit stones to fill it into the teleportation array. But just as the spiritual light of the teleportation array was about to be activated, a bright yellow figure quickly flew over, and at the same time, the teleportation array also stopped working.

"Princess Fanjin?"

Sikong smiled and frowned.

Looking at Sikong Xiao's beautiful face, Liang Fanjin lightly bit her lower lip and said uneasy: "Miss Xiaoxiao, don't go to the Gu family."

Sikong Xiao froze and stared at Liang Fanjin for a while.

When he touched Sikong Xiao's eyes, Liang Fanjin unconsciously moved his face away, but the next second he heard the man's smile but extremely determined voice, "No."

"Miss Xiaoxiao, Fan Jin won't harm you!"

Liang Fanjin's face turned pale and she argued anxiously. Although she was wearing a dragon robe at this moment, she looked no different from the cute princess she confessed to her in the alley.
Chapter completed!