deep fog

He Huan tortured Bai Wusheng for nearly a thousand years.

Bai Wu's voice didn't move him at all, just satisfying him blindly, He Huan sometimes thought, why didn't he kill himself?Why not erase your own memory?There are some things that Bai Wusheng said can be done very simply.

But Bai Wusheng refused to do it.

Three years of drunk dreams, once sober.

The begonias were in full bloom, and the young man in white was leaning against the window with the scroll in one hand, the wind blowing his soft hair, and the years were peaceful.

He Huan got a sore nose and got up.

Fu Shen looked up at him from the scroll, and said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

He Suan said, "I had a dream. In the dream, I tortured a person all the time, but he treated me very well. He didn't change until he died."

Fu Shen didn't speak.

He Huan continued, touching his heart, "Every time I think of him, it hurts here."

"If I can't see him, I feel that the world is boring. When I see him, I feel that I don't deserve to see him. Slowly, I don't want to see him anymore."

Fu Shen sighed softly, put down the scroll, and took He Xu into his arms.

"Why don't you want to see him? Love is not about pestering and disturbing. You give him a chance—let him treat you well. What else is he not satisfied with? If you ignore him, he will be sad."

He Suan lay on Fu Shen's body and wailed loudly. He was sad, and every time he thought of Bai Wusheng being hurt by him and pretending to be nonchalant, he would feel aggrieved. Why?

Why did God make such a fool of himself?

"Sorry……"

Why, he hurt his sweetheart like this?

Fu Shen said, forget about the terrible dreams, now is the beginning.

On the Wangchuan River, the ferryman paddled tremblingly with his hands so excited that he couldn't help himself.

He Huan is the person who is his boat today, He Huan who overturned the Six Realms...

There were three thousand lights, and the river was shining faintly. He Huan sat next to Fu Shen with a smile on his face, and his heart was also jumping with joy. From time to time, he squeezed Fu Shen's hand, or secretly kissed Fu Shen's face.

Fu Shen had never received this kind of treatment before, a smile flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to embrace He Huan into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the lips that he was thinking of.

"Ugh..."

This is what he looked like in the beginning, like a little fox.

At the end of the river of forgetfulness, the ghost king is facing the river with his hands behind his back, and he and all the ghost world officials have been waiting here.

The fog dissipated and the boat arrived, He Huan took Fu Shen off the boat.

The ghost king raised his gloomy face, looked at He Xu's bright red and slightly swollen lips, and said in his heart——I knew it was like this a long time ago.

"Why are there so many people, they are here to meet friends privately." He Hun said with a smile.

The ghost king naturally knew that he told himself to come to him, but he was only here, and had nothing to do with the ghost world, but today, he didn't want to see He Xu's face alone.

If it is delayed for a while, it will be for a while.

He Xu and Fu Shen sat in the upper seat, the ghost king sat on the side, and a group of generals below.

The ghost girl dances gracefully, sings and dances, and dances again until late at night.

He Suan gradually smelled something unusual. The ghost king was already drunk, but his subordinates didn't stop him.

"Back off." He Huan said, talking about the crowd who were still looking for wine and fun.

The Ghost King, who was drinking heavily, suddenly raised his eyes and said sharply, "No retreat!"

The scene froze.

Fu Shen frowned, He Huan waved his hand directly, and sent the people at the table away with magic tricks. The hall was empty at once, and he asked Xi Leng, "What's wrong with you."

The ghost king still ignored him, drinking wine glass by glass, but refused to agree, Fu Shen put down the glass in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'll go out first."

He Xu was surprised, "What are you going out for?"

Fu Shen didn't explain, he just said to go and go back, leaving the space for the ghost king and He Xu.

He Huan moved up to the ghost king and took his cup.

The ghost king sat in his original position and stretched out his hand, but instead of snatching back the cup, he held He Huan's wrist tightly, and He Huan didn't let go.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"I..." The Ghost King opened his mouth, He Su looked into his eyes, and raised his hand to interrupt his words.

"Let's not talk about those unhappy things, Xi Leng, this time I'm here to send you an invitation - Fu Shen and I are getting married."

The ghost king stood up. He looked at He Xu's smiling face and said nothing. He was sent to the ghost world at the beginning, and his strength was weak. He grew up in secret calculations step by step, and finally achieved the position of ghost king with bloodshed.

Why slow down.

Tired and think about it.

It's hard to think about it.

He is his medicine, which can cure all diseases.

"I do not want to know."

The ghost king stared into He Xu's eyes and said word by word.

He Huan's smile faded, "Oh, that's another matter. The position of Emperor of Heaven has been empty for a long time, so Fu Shen is suitable."

After saying that, the ghost king took the initiative to let go of He Huan's hand, and He Huan left without looking back.

He Huan came out with a dejected face, and slowly let out a breath of gloom. Fu Shen, who was waiting outside the hall, couldn't help laughing at his sad expression, stretched out his hand to touch He Huan's head, and murmured, "Don't worry, I'll try it." .”

The ghost king had no image, and poured wine for himself at the table.

Expecting Fu Shen to come in earlier, he took out a lamp from his bosom drunkenly.

"Soul Burning Lamp."

Fu Shen's complexion changed, the Soul Burning Lamp used the soul as the price, and if you activate it, you can get an illusion. If there is an illusion in this world that even gods can't distinguish, the Soul Burning Lamp is one of them.

The usable price is simply too great...

"I will bless you all, and even make him feel that I am willing." The ghost king laughed and said in a low voice, "There are conditions."

"how do you want to do it."

"My soul has been locked in the lamp. I want him to enter the lamp and lead me out."

Fu Shen sneered, clapped his hands, and praised again and again: "It's so clever, if He Xu also gets lost in the lamp, his soul will accompany you in the lamp, then I'm afraid you will all enter the lamp for He Xu's soul. ...I guess, there must be no me in the world in the lamp. If he brings you out, he must obliterate your obsession with the illusion, that is, kill your friendship with He Xu. This chance is very small, so small that it is almost impossible."

The ghost king laughed loudly, the laughter echoed in the empty hall, and he felt chills for no reason.

"Give up your heart." Fu Shen said coolly, "If he doesn't get your blessing, he will at most feel a little regretful, but how many times can he think of this regret in his endless years?"

"..." The ghost king smiled strangely, "Don't lie to yourself... How can you not feel that a piece of your soul is also in this burning soul lamp. That is your last soul, with him you can be complete ..."

Fu Shen's soul fragments had been kept in the ghost king's hands for tens of thousands of years, and when he released Fu Shen's fragments, he also left a way out for himself.

"Squeak-"

The temple door was slowly opened.

He Suan obviously heard the conversation between the two, and walked up to the ghost king step by step with a pale face.

Quick shot.

"Snapped--"

There was a red handprint on the ghost king's fair face, the corner of his mouth was always hooked into a smile, and he tilted his head to stare at He Huan, his eyes seemed to be burning like fire, trying to burn everything.

He Suan was so angry by his madness that he took a few deep breaths.

He closed his eyes, as if he saw a dim yellow sky in front of him, surrounded by immortals, magical artifacts and treasures with spiritual power, and the man in black was covered with scars, but he kept smiling obstinately, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Staring in one direction, he didn't wait for the person who was thinking about him to take a look at him until he died.

That person is He Tianfeng.

When he was about to die, he opened his mouth full of resentment and spit out a sentence: "Heavenly Emperor—there will be a man who is as beautiful as fate to fight against the ruthlessness of your Tian family on my behalf—"

A prophecy.

Peach Blossom's fate is He Xu's fate.

It must be too strong, otherwise, even if the majestic ghost king is affected, he will not be as crazy as he is.

"Where am I?"

This question is not only asked to the ghost king, but also to Fu Shen.

Four words, every word punishes the heart.

Fu took a deep breath.

He Xu smiled wryly, and frowned tiredly.

The ghost king is sitting up.

The atmosphere in the hall froze.

A dull pain struck the hearts of the three of them.

Inexplicably, all of a sudden, He Huan felt death in his heart. If it was only influenced by fate, did Fu Shen really love him?What is the meaning of his life?

Perhaps, from the moment he killed Bai Wusheng with his own hands, his mood has plummeted, and he is in danger from time to time without knowing it.

Until this time, He Huan's inner demons had become a serious situation, threatening He Huan's life.

He tilted his head and smiled softly: "Don't talk? Okay."

Before the two could react in the future, the Soul Burning Lamp flew into He Xu's hand, and He Xu resolutely got into the Soul Burning Lamp, not one soul, but the whole person entered the Soul Burning Lamp.

"puff--"

Fu Shen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes unexpectedly appeared ferocious.

The ghost king was in a trance for a moment, then came to his senses, followed He Huan with a maniacal smile.

"Okay-ok-he Huan-how are you-"

Fu Shen grasped the Soul Burning Lamp floating in the air, wishing he could smash the lamp in his hand, drag out the people inside the lamp and scrape them to death one by one.

why--

Obviously, it's too late for him to hurt him.

But he is always worrying about gains and losses, what exactly he wants!She even dug out her heart to show him, but he refused to believe a little bit of his true feelings.

Fu Shen thought it was ridiculous.

The madness gradually subsided, and he gently rubbed the lamp with his hands.

It's okay, he went in and brought him out.

It doesn't matter if you are disobedient, your legs will be broken if you tie them up, and your tongue will be cut off if you speak so recklessly and hurt people's hearts.

He Xu dared to do this because he was too capable, because he didn't discipline well, and because he was used to it time and time again.

Blame him.