In love with the ghost king

Meng Jing only felt that he had embraced a cold body, and his heart was pinched again.

"you……"

As soon as Chu Sheng spoke, he was blocked by Meng Jing, and he pulled him to hide aside. Following Meng Jing's gaze, Chu Sheng saw a black figure flying past in the distance and landed on two sides. The person is directly in front of him and seems to be holding something in his hand.

Because they were far away, Chu Sheng couldn't see very clearly, but he could vaguely discern that there was a cave in front of the two of them, which was eerie and eerie.

Seeing the man in black walk in without hesitation, Chu Sheng whispered, "Is... not a human?"

Meng Jing replied, "No."

Chu Sheng felt cold, and said, "Will the missing caravan be inside?"

"I don't know." Meng Jing's expression was gloomy, and his speech was particularly concise this time.

"Go and have a look." Chu Sheng said, and was about to go, but Meng Jing grabbed him.

"What's wrong?" Chu Sheng turned around.

"It's okay, let's go together." Meng Jing spread out his folding fan to block himself.

"It... seems a little dark here." Chu Sheng roughly estimated.

"I'm walking in front, Ah Sheng... lead me." Meng Jing said.

Chu Sheng only felt that a cold hand was holding him forward, and the further he went, the darker he went.

Turning and turning, he felt that if he were here, he might get lost.

Suddenly something bumped into him, and he staggered forward.

"Ah Sheng..." The low voice spread out in Chu Sheng's ear, and it was smeared with crimson.

"Thank you... Ah Jing..." Chu Sheng accidentally stuck his whole body on Meng Jing's body. He couldn't speak for a while, but when he recovered, he hurriedly pushed away.

It turns out...the ghost's chest really has no heartbeat, and Chu Sheng is a little sad.

"Don't talk." Meng Jing whispered, he loosened Chu Sheng's cold hand, but hesitantly tightened it.

Just as Chu Sheng wanted to hold up a ball of flames, Meng Jing held him down: "There is something."

Suddenly, something grabbed at his waist, and Chu Sheng exclaimed, "The Qiankun bag!"

Immediately afterwards, Chu Sheng was quickly pulled behind by Meng Jing, he only heard the sound of something cutting his throat, and a few drops of blood splashed on his face.

The strong smell of blood spread in the small space, and Chu Sheng suddenly felt a little sick.

At this moment, a pair of hands brushed his cheeks to wipe off the blood on his face, and someone stuffed his hands into a Qiankun bag.

"Be careful." Meng Jing said, "Ah Sheng also said that he would not be plotted against."

Chu Sheng quickly put away the Qiankun bag and tied three knots around his waist.

The eyes suddenly brightened, and it was the person in the distance holding up a ball of flames.

Only then did Chu Sheng see that at his feet lay the corpse of a white fox, rolling his eyes and looking a little disgusted.

The man in the distance was dressed in black, but he wore a cold bronze mask on his face.

"Coming?" His voice was hoarse, obviously changed by magic.

In this deep cave, Chu Sheng also saw that there were countless piles of bones beside them, and the place where they stood was the only clean one.

In the distance, several people dressed as caravans fell to the ground, their faces were pale, and they were obviously out of breath.

And beside the man in black, what surprised Chu Sheng even more was that he saw—Xi Wu.Seeing that his eyes were dull and he didn't speak, he just couldn't stop crying.

"Xiwu!" Chu Sheng shouted.

The man in black smiled lightly: "Priest Chu really has a heart of compassion. He actually came to take risks in this deep mountain and old forest for a child he never knew."

Only then did Chu Sheng understand that it was the man in black who tricked himself into coming here with Xiwu, but... what is his purpose...

I have absolutely nothing to plot against myself.

The man in black pulled Xi Wu back, and said coldly, "Take Tao San's soul in exchange."

Chu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and then understood something.

Tao San is a fierce ghost who is close to ghosts and immortals. If other ghosts use her soul as an aid in their own cultivation, they can get twice the result with half the effort.Seeing so many corpses on the ground, the ghost in front of him should think so.

Still hesitating, Meng Jing said from the side: "Do you think we will care about a deceiving brat?"

"I don't care if you care or not, anyway... Priest Chu just cares." As he spoke, he raised his hand and called out a long sword, which was also cursed so that people could not see its original appearance.

Chu Sheng wondered: Is this person so afraid of being recognized by others?

Immediately afterwards, he raised his sword to summon again, and a formation appeared under Chu Sheng's feet instantly.

Chu Sheng asked in surprise: "Scattering Soul Formation?"

The man in black chuckled and said, "Priest Chu, hand over Tao San now, maybe I'll consider throwing this brat up there, otherwise the formation will activate soon, and I won't be able to take care of myself. There will be no capital."

It seems that the exchange he said at the beginning was nothing more than false words, just to tease himself. What he really wanted was his own life.

That's right, if you want to become a ghost fairy, how can it be easier to use the life of a priest?The fate of hurting a god is naturally more cruel than hurting a person.

It's just... this ghost is too rampant, after all, the ghost king is right next to him, so if he doesn't look at the face of the god, he can look at the face of the ghost, can he restrain himself a little.

Chu Sheng raised his forehead: "You are afraid that with this formation, you will not be able to resist me and Tao San at the same time."

"You can also say that." The ghost said leisurely, and a red light flowed gently from his fingertips. Then, the formation under Chu Sheng's feet expanded and expanded until it reached Meng Jing.

Suddenly, he pressed down hard again, and the outline of the scattered soul array immediately glowed scarlet. Chu Sheng felt his head was a little nauseous, and cast a spell quickly, trying to escape from here, but unexpectedly it was of no avail. down.

"Ah Sheng." Meng Jing gently embraced him.

"What is that thing next to you? From my point of view, it should be a ghost, right?" The man in black laughed, "I never imagined that God would treat me kindly, and let such a good thing happen to me."

"You think too much." Meng Jing said coldly, holding Chu Sheng in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his "Believe without Regret" fan, and swipe lightly towards the formation on the ground.

In an instant, the scarlet light around the formation disappeared, and it was fragmented.

"You..." the man in black said angrily, "You ruined it!"

"What's the use of needing something that is useless?" Meng Jing retracted his folding fan with a half-smile.