Anecdotes about ghosts

Lu Siqing endured the pain and took a deep breath.

He raised his head slowly and glanced at the tumbling vortex cloud, his expression was stern, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of contempt for everything in the world, looking from a distance, it was like a god descending.

Immediately afterwards, his five fingers shrank slightly, as if he was holding some kind of transparent ball, and soon, a cloud of black mist shining with golden light condensed from his palm.

"go."

Lu Siqing let out a low cry, and the black mist seemed to come alive, and it shot straight into the sky in an instant!

The dark cloud seemed to have sensed it, and it sounded like a warning, and it made several muffled thunders one after another, and the entire sky was rumbling.

However, the dull thunder didn't last long, and in a blink of an eye, a dazzling white light suddenly split the thick dark cloud——

Like a sign of turmoil in the world, the mountains and rivers also change color.

In the vortex, several bolts of lightning shot out together, as if condensed into a monster with a nine-headed dragon body. With a long roar, it roared down from the top of the sky, and directly hit the place where Lu Siqing was.

Immediately, there was a loud bang, and the sky was filled with sand and earth, the rocks rolled, and the entire mountain was shaken.

Most of the people that Zhu He brought were his followers who longed to seek immortality and ask for advice. In other words, they were all ordinary people.

Seeing such a spectacular scene suddenly, the feet trembled violently, and they fell to the ground one after another in fear and shock.

At this moment, there was a very weak and crisp "click" sound from the top floor of the hexagonal tower.

In the seal, the light projected from all directions is very dazzling, but it also adds a bit of warmth to the cold space.

Xiao Bai hugged Xiao Hei who was sleeping, his face was covered with tears, and he was sobbing.

The green lotus jade lay quietly in the formation, its surface was covered with hideous and terrifying gullies, it seemed like it would shatter if touched lightly.

However, the strange thing is that even so, it is still not completely broken. If you look closely, you will find that there is a layer of soft golden light on the outside of it, which gently supports it.

It is this soft light that is still struggling to support the seal of Qinglian Jade.

After such a heavy blow, Lu Siqing was finally unable to support her broken body.

The pain that swept over was like a flood that broke through the Heti that had been holding on all the time, and collapsed for thousands of miles.

A burst of fishy sweetness suddenly rose in her throat, Lu Siqing felt dizzy, couldn't see anything clearly, and her eyes were blurred.

So tired, he couldn't stand still.

After wobbling twice, he suddenly bent his knees and fell to the ground on one knee.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." The moment he knelt down, the fishy sweetness that was clenched in his teeth also rushed out, "cough cough."

He propped himself on the ground with one hand, coughed violently twice, and the whole ground turned shockingly bright red.

Lu Siqing twitched his lips mockingly, even if he was besieged by all the sects of the Qing Dynasty, or single-handedly wiped out the Xijiang Jiaolong clan, it seems that since the beginning of his memory, he has not been injured much, let alone in such a mess as he is now.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something on the back of his hand.

I glanced at it from the corner of my eye.

It turned out that the black mist released by Zhu He actually stayed quietly beside him at this moment, rubbing his hand on the ground in a comforting manner.

Lu Siqing didn't like these strange things making such intimate movements towards him, and wanted to flick it away, but it was a pity that it was very difficult for him to even move his fingers at this time.

If Hei Wu was a little timid before, now seeing that Lu Siqing did not refuse, she rubbed her hands even more joyously.

Lu Siqing was powerless to argue with it, and he had to recharge his energy for a while to save Lu Ke.

During this period, those dark clouds coiled above the head finally dissipated, revealing a very rare bit of starlight, tiny stars flickering, dotted in the dark night.

The wind and sand gradually subsided, leaving only a few sporadic tree branches whirling in the breeze.

At this time, in this desolate and uninhabited deep mountain, the shouts of mortals suddenly echoed one after another: "A miracle! This is a miracle!"

"God is above, bless all my beings!"

Zhu He also stood there trembling: "I...I can go back to that era soon! Haha...hahahaha."

But in an instant, Zhu He's laughter and those shouts one after another stopped abruptly.

The whole world seemed to be frozen, and everything was silent.

"My lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, but don't come here without any problems."

In the dark and desolate forest all around, an indistinguishable voice suddenly sounded.

Lu Siqing frowned, he seemed to have heard that voice somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

An He was wearing a moon-white robe, walking towards Lu Siqing slowly like a bright and flawless moon in the darkness.

At this time, Lu Siqing had regained some strength, and before An He could approach, he had already stood up with force.

"Don't move!" Lu Siqing warned in a low voice with the long sword in her hand.

An He didn't come to fight with Lu Siqing in the first place, so he stopped immediately, and even took back the steps he was about to take.

He stood on the spot and smiled: "My lord, don't be nervous, I just don't move. It's just that your lord has just broken the seal, I'd better persuade you to save some effort. Besides, I'm here today just to talk to you about old times. "

Lu Siqing had never met An He at all, so why did he talk about the old days, and immediately replied in a cold voice: "If it's about talking about the old days, it's fine, I still have things to do today."

"Is this what your lord is talking about?" An He spread his palms out, and what was placed on it was nothing but the loop of hair rope that Lu Siqing wove for Lu Ke.

How could this thing be in his hands!What happened to Lu Ke?

As soon as An He finished speaking, he felt a chill from his neck. He didn't even need to look to know that it was Lu Siqing who put the sword on his neck.

"What did you do to him? He...how is he?" Lu Siqing asked hoarsely, but her hands were trembling slightly.

"My lord, are you caring about him?" An He showed no fear on his face, instead he smiled sarcastically, looking straight into Lu Siqing's eyes, "But have you really cared about him?"

Those blue and coquettish eyes were scorching, as if a fire was burning inside, and Lu Siqing was shocked by him.

But what is he guilty of?

An He saw his absence, and sneered a few times: "My lord, how long are you going to lose your memory? If you forget it, can you really have a clear conscience?"

"What on earth are you talking about?" Lu Siqing didn't know why, but she had a faint feeling that the person in front of her was indeed holding something he had forgotten.

Before he met Lu Yunjue, he had been wandering in the world for thousands of years.

He didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know where he was going. It wasn't until he met Lu Yunjue that he found his destination like a homeless wandering soul.

And for the first time in those endless years, there is hope.

But not long after, Lu Yunjue died for the sake of heaven and earth, not even leaving his soul behind.

He had no other thoughts, and spontaneously chose to sleep until Lu Yunjue, who had become Lu Ke, reappeared.

This person said he forgot, what did he forget?