The world is the only double in the world

The cold night was full of screams of ghosts crying, and a blood moon hung in the air, reflecting distorted reflections on the lake.

At the foot of the quiet imperial city, the silence was terrifying, and the lights there flickered on and off, indicating a heart-pounding killing.

A snow-white figure suddenly sprang out of the room, like a breathless ghost, drawing ethereal arcs in the dark sky, his whole body exuded a faint blue light, his long jet-black hair danced in the air, white The gown was spotless.

After several ups and downs, the ghost-masked man in white disappeared into the dark night sky.

Nongyue Guxue looked at each other for a moment, and chased after the figure of the ghost-masked man in white at the same speed.

Heart-piercing shouts swept across the entire street, and the blood gathered into a stream, like a torn vein, terrifying.

Wherever the ghost-masked man in white walked, there were fragments of broken corpses. Countless limbs and fragments turned into thick bloody mist, filling this restless night.

"You, you are... are you 'Ghost Ji'?"

"A monster who kills without batting an eye is coming—ahh—"

The miserable screams shook the eardrums, and countless undead hissed in pain in the dark night. The ghost-masked man in white seemed to be a zombie without hearing, still moving forward slowly.

He seemed to be a devil walking on blood, his snow-white boots were all stained with scarlet, but the white gown was not stained at all.

"Ghost Ji killed me all over the house, I want revenge today!" A big man in gray held up a big ax and wanted to chop off the head of the ghost-masked man in white.

"Pit - ah -"

The body of the white-clothed ghost-masked man seemed to be made of diamonds, and he was not afraid of being corroded by swords at all. With a deft snap of his fingers, he dug out the heart of the gray-clothed man...

Blood stained his long, strong fingers.

The legs of the besieged martial arts practitioners were trembling uncontrollably, and the ghost-masked man in front of him seemed to be a bloodthirsty Shura crawling out of hell.

Not far away, on the vigorous and straight branches of the cang tree, there are two enchanting figures standing quietly.

The purple clothes are fluttering, the red clothes are rolling, and the every move of the ghost-masked man in white is completely reflected in the two pairs of evil pupils.

Nongyue lowered her eyes slightly, Xie Mei smiled slowly: "Good one, the word 'wood'."

Suddenly, just as the white-clothed ghost-masked man was about to start killing again, a blue-blue figure flew in and stood quietly in front of the white-clothed man.

His black eyes were like a lonely moon in a vast sea, surging with uncontrollable complex emotions. He quietly looked at the hideous and terrifying ghost mask, with the corners of his lips twitching slightly.

Guxue's pupils constricted fiercely——Shang Luo.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are 'Ghost Ji'."

The white-clothed ghost-masked man still didn't speak, his whole body exuded a faint blue ghostly light, engulfing Shang Luo's sight.

"For an hour, you killed Zishan..." Shang Luo's voice was trembling and hoarse.

"Don't let me take off your mask." There were traces of grief in Shang Luo's eyes, "I'm afraid of meeting the person I least want to see."

The ghost-masked man in white made a sudden attack, like a wild beast, digging towards Shang Luo's heart...

Shang Luo twirled and rolled over, avoiding the deadly palm of the ghost-masked man.

"You really don't know me anymore?" Shang Luo's hands couldn't stop trembling slightly, "Besides murder, you can't tolerate anything else..."

The ghost-masked man in white miraculously stopped, stared stiffly at Shang Luo standing opposite him, and said nothing.

"I don't say, it doesn't mean I don't know..." Shanluo said slowly: "Do you think that the appearance of those one hundred court officials is inexplicable?" He paused: "What did you do at night?" It's not that I didn't see it, I kept it from the city lord, from the palace lord Helian, but I didn't want to expose it, because I believe...you still have the last remaining humanity..."

"Don't lose your last conscience... why did you become like this?" Shang Luo could no longer restrain his emotions.

The white-clothed ghost-masked man suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly, as if he had been fatally stimulated. He opened his arms, and countless blue rays of light burst out from his body, trying to penetrate all of Shang Luo's meridians and destroy them fatally!

However, Shang Luo didn't dodge, and still quietly looked at the snow-white figure opposite, as if he didn't care about life and death.

At the same moment, two figures fell from the sky, and struck at the Tianling Gai of the ghost-masked man in white with one palm!

"Don't kill him!" Shang Luo was startled, and was about to stop him, but something happened that made him extremely regretful...

In the meantime, the white-clothed ghost-masked man spewed out a murderous ghost-cold demonic aura from all over his body, stabbing Xinghun and Xiao Ye like thousands of sharp swords that smashed corpses...

The muffled sound of crushing the body almost shocked Shang Luo so much that he didn't dare to open his eyes.

The white-clothed ghost-masked man seemed to be a mad beast, tearing the bodies of Xinghun and Xiao Ye, bloody rain drifted in the sky, dotted the dark night, and fell into the abyss of hell.

Shang Luo clenched his fists in resentment, staring at the white-clothed ghost-masked man standing in front of him with bloodshot eyes, "You are really crazy!"

The ghost-masked man in white didn't pay attention to Shang Luo's words, and continued to commit brutal killings in Jin Xin.

Shang Luo raised his hand and soared into the air, an unstoppable force erupted from his body, wanting to lift off the mask of the ghost-masked man, "Mu Yunqing...!"

In an instant, two dazzling figures knocked Shang Luo's body aside, and Nongyue Guxue hung upside down, preventing the ferocious ghost mask from being split by Shang Luo. Just as the ghost-masked man was about to flee, Zimang The red awns condensed into a group of dazzling and magnificent awns, piercing into the Fengchi and Tianzhu acupoints of the Ghost-Mask Man respectively!

"Ah——" the man in white opened his arms, and his whole body seemed to be pierced by a huge soul force. The blue light blooming around his body slowly faded, his bloody eyes slowly merged into the pitch black of the dark night, and everything returned to silence.

"Let's go!" Nongyue Guxue's eyes met for a moment, and suddenly realized something, took away Shang Luo and the fallen man in white, and disappeared into the cold night in an instant...

On the second day, when Ye Feiyan hurried to Shenyue Palace, the place was already cold and desolate.

The falling cherry blossoms fell down one after another, spreading all over the land of Shenyue Palace, like the feathers falling from the body of a divine beast, holy and not stained with any impurities, and the cold and desolate loneliness filled the bottom of my heart uncontrollably.

After searching for a long time, Ye Feiyan finally found a court lady, and hurriedly asked, "Where is your palace master? Where are the 'Four Great Envoys'?"

"The palace lord has not returned to the palace for a long time, and the 'Four Envoys' have..."

An inexplicable chill suddenly shot out from Ye Feiyan's back and went straight to the top of her head, an inexplicable sense of panic swept over her.

"What on earth happened?"

The palace maid timidly said: "Why don't you know? In the past half a month, the martial arts world has already been turned upside down, the nightmare has swept across the rivers and lakes, and the 'ghost concubine' has already occupied half of the martial arts world. The killings continue every day, and blood flows like rivers. Just take yesterday as an example." It is said that in just one day, the Snow Mountain Sect, Qilin Villa, and the Seven Palaces of the Three Religions were all wiped out by the Nightmare... It is said that the 'Ghost Ji' has an immortal body, and the Nightmare can't find a death spot. Those who fought against the nightmare of the dream, all died in battle, and none of them survived..."

The top of Ye Feiyan's head suddenly became chaotic, "Where is your Palace Master? He and the Holy Hand Poison Immortal didn't take any action?"

"We haven't seen the palace lord for half a month. We don't know where the palace lord is now. It is said that the Holy Snow King City is in chaos. Miss Shan and Priest Xiao Ye were killed at homework, leaving no bones left..."

The maid's voice revealed an uncontrollable sadness.

"Where are the four envoys?" Ye Feiyan shook the maid's shoulders like crazy, "Tell me, where's your Anzao? Where's Jueying? Where the hell is it all?"

Ye Feiyan seemed to have experienced a nightmare. He seemed to have been in a deep sleep for a long time since he came back from the desert. He had no idea what had happened in the past half month.

"The four envoys are in civil turmoil over the matter of 'Ghost Princess', all of them..."

Ye Feiyan's body trembled suddenly, "Everything...how is it?"

The maid's voice overflowed with grief, "Die Che and Ming Zuo died tragically in the hands of 'Ghost Ji', the Anzuo envoy concluded that it was the hand of 'Blood Raksha' Feng Xing Wu Lei, so... killed Feng Xing Wu Lei .”

"After... what about later?"

"Later...it is said..." The court lady lowered her head, not daring to look at Ye Feiyan's trembling eyes, "Heavenly Zodiac Envoy Wuya was heartbroken, and in order to avenge his brother, he killed Anzao Jueying..."

There was a roar in Ye Feiyan's mind, and her eyes were blank, like a thick white mist, and she could no longer see anything.

"Where's Wu Ya?" Ye Feiyan pierced her palm with her fingertips, "Is Wu Ya dead!?"

The fire of resentment burned all over the body, almost breaking through the veins of the bones!

The maid's voice became lower and lower: "Three days ago, someone came to report that the body of Tian Zuo envoy Wu Ya was found on the edge of the cliff. It has been...unrecognizable..."

Ye Feiyan suddenly laughed out loud. He leaned his back on the stone pillar, and barely stabilized his body.

Lamenting the irony of fate and the injustice of the world, lamenting the desolation of the world and the intertwining of joys and sorrows in the world of mortals, lamenting that in just a few days, the unpredictable life has experienced earth-shaking changes.

"Dead... are they all dead...?"

Why did his whole world collapse when he woke up! ?

Who can explain the grievances and hatreds in this world?

"Jueying, where are you buried?" Ye Feiyan didn't shed tears, but only spoke peacefully.

Are they destined to just miss each other?I have already experienced the parting of life and death, do I have to do it again now?

"Under... the Jade Spirit Mountain." The maid said tremblingly: "Once the people of the Shenyue Palace die, they will be buried under the Jade Spirit Mountain. The princess said that the Jade Spirit Mountain can save the souls of our Shenyue Palace."

Just as Ye Feiyan was about to turn around and leave, a hidden weapon flew over and flew into his palm in an instant.

He hurriedly opened the letterhead hidden in the hidden weapon, his black pupils were full of shock and disbelief.

Ye Feiyan crushed the letter paper, and slowly looked at the distant green hills, her eyes were deep but desolate, and she was neither sad nor happy.

However, he didn't notice the palace lady standing behind him with a strange expression.

"I heard that 'Ghost Ji' showed up last night?"

The maid suddenly raised her head, and then lowered her head slightly, "Now there are rumors in the world that 'Ghost Ji' is..."

"Is it the owner of Feiyun Building?"

The maid nodded her head.

"Okay, I understand." Ye Feiyan narrowed her eyes coldly, and the nine clusters of flames at the end of her eyes burned instantly, ferocious and strange.

Seeing Ye Feiyan leaving angrily, the maid's smile became more and more terrifying, making it hard to figure out.

The howling cold wind was mixed with sharp icicles, buzzing in the ears of the two of them.

A man in a white shirt stood under a peach blossom tree, his deep pupils carried the darkness of starless and moonless.

"Do you know how many people you have killed?" Shang Luo looked at Mu Yunqing who had no expression, and spoke lightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mu Yunqing didn't look back at Shang Luo, her eyes were empty without any emotion.

"If you're 'Ghost Ji', stop now."

"What does it have to do with you?" Mu Yunqing's face was no longer indifferent, but full of endless killing madness.

Shang Luo narrowed his eyes fiercely, he supported the white shirt man's shoulders with both hands, and looked straight into his eyes, "You devil, why did you become like this?"

"I like."

Mu Yunqing no longer looked at Shang Luo, turned around and left.

"Mu Yunqing, if you are obsessed with obsession, I will personally understand you!"

"Okay, give it a try if you have the ability!" The white shirted man's tone was full of disdain.

Shangluo is like a sharp green knife, stabbing towards Mu Yun without any nostalgia.

A muffled sound piercing into the body reached Shang Luo and Mu Yunqing's ears.

The chest of the man in Tsing Yi was pierced by a sharper blade, leaving behind dazzling blooming roses, which dyed the snow-white gown red.

Mu Yunqing's eyes didn't move at all, as if standing in front of him was a dead object, his eyes were ruthlessly terrifying.

Shang Luo tightly held the long sword that pierced into his body, and laughed softly, leaving the first tears in his eyes.

"You know, I can't kill you at all, but... I can't forgive you for what you have done..." Shang Luo clenched the white shirted man's hand, Ruyu's face was gradually covered by ice and snow.

Mu Yunqing fiercely pulled out the long sword that had pierced Shang Luo's body, and slightly closed his eyes. The moment Shang Luo fell in front of him, there was no branding in his eyes.

"Let's die together, Lord Mu, or should be called...'Ghost Ji'..." A cold voice came from behind the white-clothed man.

Before Mu Yunqing could react, what attracted his eyes was the burning nine clusters of flames!

"Blood flame kills the master!"

"Hehe..." Ye Feiyan laughed wildly, "Pay the price for your sins..."

A deafening explosion swept across the valley, the gravel collapsed, the mountain wind howled, and blood filled the sky...

The suspended corpse fragments and dust flew high into the sky, bursting into a mass of bloody fireworks...

The dust gradually flickered in the sky, and the entire land was desolate.

distance……

Looking at the bloody mist in the sky, the two enchanting men slightly closed their eyes.

Their expressions were terrifyingly calm, as if there was nothing in this world that could move them.