Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

Yan Yu shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Never, not only that, I've never heard Ming Xiu say that he actually loves men!"

Gongsun Yuan nodded and said: "Exactly, this fool must have coveted Lingdi's beauty unintentionally, and wanted to force him, but he was resisted. Afterwards, he was harassed many times, and his shame turned into anger, and he actually murdered him."

"But as time went by, and he was already stupid. He couldn't even remember what he had done before, and he thought it was the ghost of Lingdi."

"In addition to the fact that my younger brother passed away a while ago, maybe I was bumped into by this person during the funeral. By mistake, I made up such a story to deceive you."

Not only Jiang Yiqiu, but even Yan Mingxiu was frightened by Gongsun Yuan's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense.

Yan Yu was already upset by the disappearance of his younger brother, but now he was disturbed by Gongsun Yuan so much that he actually believed his words.

At that moment, he walked up to Jiang Yiqiu, grabbed him by the lapel of his clothes, and forced him to ask: "You silly boy, how dare you make up such a lie to lie to me, saying, what did you do to Mingxiu!"

Jiang Yiqiu never expected that things would turn out like this, so he hurriedly turned his gaze to Yan Mingxiu who was behind him: "Mingxiu, you...help me quickly!"

When Gongsun Yuan saw him talking to the void, he added fuel and jealousy: "Brother Jiang, it seems that this idiot has entered his body with evil spirits, and there is no cure."

Yan Mingxiu's mind was also in a mess at the moment, he thought he could wash away his grievances, but ended up killing the sinister and vicious Gongsun Yuan on the way.

Seeing Jiang Yiqiu's nagging, Yan Yu became even more convinced: "Aren't you still pretending to be a ghost here? It seems that this is also the cycle of heaven and justice, and the retribution is not good. Jiang Yiqiu, you killed my brother, so go down and be buried with him!"

"What I said is true!" Jiang Yiqiu didn't care too much, and directly pushed Yan Yu away, "Ming Xiu and I are in love with each other, it's not as bad as you said!"

"Come here!" Gongsun Yuansheng was afraid that if he continued to speak, he would make Yan Yu suspicious, so he hurriedly exchanged his servants to carry Jiang Yiqiu out.

"This person has committed a felony murder, immediately turn it over to the government, there must be no mistake!"

"I didn't! I didn't kill Mingxiu! It's clearly your Gongsun family! You killed Mingxiu!"

Jiang Yiqiu kept struggling, even though the two servants were strong and strong, they couldn't control him for a while.

Gongsun Yuan winked a little, and another servant held up a stick and slammed Jiang Yiqiu on the back.

Yan Mingxiu exclaimed, and subconsciously wanted to block it for him.

It's a pity that the wooden stick passed through his body and hit Jiang Yiqiu firmly on the back.

Jiang Yiqiu instantly felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he couldn't help coughing up blood from his mouth.

"Yiqiu! Yiqiu!" Yan Mingxiu was so anxious that his heart ached like a knife, but he could do nothing but call Jiang Yiqiu's name.

"I...I'm fine, I will...I'll help you, Mingxiu."

At this point, he looked at Yan Mingxiu with the same gentle eyes as before.

Yan Mingxiu couldn't help but shed tears, watching him being turned away by Gongsun Yuan to the government and thrown into prison.

Jiang Yiqiu, why are you doing this? !

The order of Gongsun Houye's family is no different from the imperial decree in Xucheng, and the county magistrate in the city even severely abused Jiang Yiqiu.

However, there are artifacts guarding the gate of the prison, making it impossible for Yan Mingxiu to even enter.

Outside the prison that was separated by a wall, he could only listen to Jiang Yiqiu's gradually weakening voice in despair.

If this continues, he will die!

Yan Mingxiu shouted loudly: "Yiqiu, you...you must survive, you can't...you can't also die at the hands of Gongsun's family."

After a long time, Jiang Yiqiu's voice came from that small window: "Mingxiu, actually...in fact, it's fine if I die, so that I can truly be with you."

Yan Mingxiu's heart was shocked, every word and every word in these words clearly had the intention of death.

No matter what, he couldn't let Jiang Yiqiu die.But now he is a lonely soul, and he doesn't even know where to ask someone to save Jiang Yiqiu.

Yan Mingxiu gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.

Since the character to be attacked in this plane is the ghost king, if he is out of his wits, the ghost king can't just refuse to save him.

He collected himself and said to the prison: "Jiang Yiqiu, you begged to die just to see me, then if I'm gone, you can live well."

The silly boy seemed to have guessed what Yan Mingxiu was thinking, and before he could dissuade him, he heard a violent collision.

It was Yan Mingxiu who wanted to enter the prison with a mere soul body.

Every step closer, the artifact used to ward off evil seemed to burn his soul, emitting severe pain and sound.

Gradually, he only felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and his soul body seemed to be getting weaker and weaker... until.

"Mingxiu, I'll take you home."

A strange but familiar voice broke in suddenly, followed by a reassuring force that stabilized his spirit.

Comfortably curled up in that person's arms, even a little unwilling to let go.

Ghost King, has the Ghost King finally come to save himself?

Yan Mingxiu looked down on the man's appearance, so he could only speak eagerly: "Master Ghost King, please... Please save Jiang Yiqiu, he has been kind to me."

The man sighed softly, and put his finger between his eyebrows: "Fool, open your eyes and see who I am."

Yan Mingxiu saw a vivid face, wearing very old-fashioned clothes and a beautiful cloak, surrounded by a ghostly aura, outlining facial features that were exactly the same as Jiang Yiqiu, but with a very different temperament.

Yan Mingxiu felt as if time was frozen, and then he heard a few words in his hoarse voice: "You are... the King of Ghosts."

Jiang Yiqiu nodded, and gently kissed his face: "I'm sorry, Mingxiu, I'm late."

Such Jiang Yiqiu was undoubtedly unfamiliar to Yan Mingxiu. He opened his eyes and found that the two were still in prison.

Jiang Yiqiu's body was lying in the pile of straw, his wrists were covered with bloodstains from the torture tools, and his face was extremely thin because of the pain of the prison for the past few days.

He looked at the body that had lost its soul with some doubts, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

"I know you're not used to me for the time being, it's okay, we still have a lot of time to get used to it."

Yan Mingxiu nodded: "Then can you tell me now, what happened?"

"Maybe we can talk somewhere else."

The place he was referring to was naturally the Underworld. As a soul body, Yan Mingxiu always had an inexplicable fear of such a place.

Even if he told him that his lover was the Great Emperor Beiyin, he still couldn't dispel the fear in his bones.

Just in an instant, the world seemed to have changed.

Yan Mingxiu opened his eyes, only to realize that the so-called ghost city of Fengdu is actually just a palace built on a mountain.