In love with the ghost king

Meng Jing said: "It really is an illusion."

Song Zexuan put away the bell, and asked in confusion, "How do you know I have a Qingxin bell?"

Qingxin Bell is a unique treasure of Yunyan Pavilion. When encountering evil things, you can drive it to make yourself calm and free from interference.Such a rare treasure is naturally unique in heaven and earth.In the past, the owner of the Yunyan Pavilion also got it by accident, so it was passed down.

If it wasn't for Song Zexuan being the son of the current Pavilion Master, there would be no reason to bring it here this time.

Meng Jing said lightly: "I have some friendship with Yao Chi, I just happen to know about it."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the word "Yao Chi", Song Zexuan's expression became even uglier.

Chu Sheng felt that the surrounding air had cooled down, and he couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

Song Zexuan sneered and said, "Yunyan Pavilion is a scum, you don't have to talk about it."

Meng Jing looked indifferent: "It's not up to you, a junior, to decide what is right and wrong."

According to what he meant, he didn't want to get entangled with Song Zexuan, but he didn't want to let Yao Chi suffer.

Unexpectedly, Song Zexuan ignored his kindness, his face was livid: "Hmph, it's not my turn? If it wasn't for him, how could my Yunyan Pavilion be covered in dust! The bright pearl is all because of his crushing defeat!"

After all, Song Zexuan snorted coldly: "I have long seen that something is wrong with you, since you are his friend, then...please respect yourself."

Seeing Song Zexuan turn his head and walk away, very arrogant, Chu Sheng grabbed him and said, "Although I don't know what happened, but there are dangers here, Mr. Song, it's better not to walk around casually."

Song Zexuan's face became even uglier. After struggling twice, his eyes met Chu Sheng's worried eyes, and his heart was shaken a little, but it would be too embarrassing to stay here.

Chu Sheng wiped the sweat from his head in his heart, and said again: "Don't play petty temper and act on your temper."

There was a terrible silence.

"Forget it, I'm not leaving." Song Zexuan lowered his face, as if he had made up his mind.

Chu Sheng raised his head to look at Meng Jing, afraid that he would say something to irritate Song Zexuan, and he was caught in the middle, which was very embarrassing.

Fortunately, Meng Jing just looked up at him and said nothing more.

When Chu Sheng saw Meng Jing stepping forward, he also followed, turned his head and looked at Song Zexuan worriedly, and found that he was following, a stone in his heart was finally let go.None of the three on the road spoke any more. Although Chu Sheng was puzzled, he silently swallowed what he had to say when he saw the ashen faces of the two.

Thinking this way, he walked in front of the two without knowing it.

"It seems to be getting colder here." After walking forward for a while, Chu Sheng's lips turned white, and he trembled unconsciously. He is now in a physical body, so he is naturally as afraid as ordinary people, "Ah Jing, you..."

When Chu Sheng turned around, where were the shadows of Meng Jing and Song Zexuan?

"Ajing?"

Chu Sheng yelled again, but there was nothing behind him, leaving only the sound echoing in the cave.

From just now to now, there is only this way. They clearly walked together. How could the two living beings disappear by my side?

Chu Sheng was startled, he didn't dare to go any further, and turned his head back the same way.

After walking a few steps, he realized that something was wrong. On the rock wall of the cave, the terrifying monster flower was gone, replaced by tiny damp moss.

In the darkness, the moss on the wall glowed faintly, and Chu Sheng got closer again, only to see a pair of faint blue eyes growing on each of the moss trees, staring at Chu Sheng.

"Nether Grass?" Chu Sheng blurted out unconsciously, but he was even more startled.

The Nether Grass is specially grown in places where resentful spirits gather. Although the Yin Spirit Tree outside the cave has shown that there are many evil things here, the Nether Grass is different. higher.

In other words, ordinary resentful spirits and evil spirits simply cannot grow this kind of grass.

Chu Sheng didn't know what to do now, so he could only stay away from these things as much as possible, and walked forward at a faster pace.

Not knowing what he stepped on, Chu Sheng staggered and almost tripped.After a moment of trance, the dark cave in front of me disappeared, and when I looked up again, the surrounding lights were brightly lit, people came and went, and hawkers yelled in my ears.

He is already in a street.

"Ah... Ah Jing?"

Standing in front of him was indeed Meng Jing, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were bottomless.

Chu Sheng tried to open his mouth to call him, but found that he couldn't control it at all.Thinking about it, I was just a soul trapped in this body, unable to do anything.

Meng Jing handed over a lotus lamp, took Chu Sheng's hand, held it gently in the palm of his hand, and pressed it on the handle of the lamp.

Bai Xue fluttered down, even Meng Jing's eyes seemed to have fallen snow.

He said loudly: "Give this lamp to the young master. I don't know the young master, but if you are interested, marry me as your wife?"

Chu Sheng's eyes widened suddenly in the shell, and his heart beat like a beating for an instant.

But the shell just withdrew his hand and said softly, "You drank too much."

Meng Jing teased a few words in a low voice, but Chu Sheng just listened silently without answering.

"My surname is Chu, and my first name is Huaining."

So... is this Chu Huaining's body?

Meng Shen?Chu Yunjing?Chu Huaining?

Chu Sheng had a bold guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to think deeply about it, so he clenched his wrists unconsciously along with his body.

As soon as the picture turned, he saw himself standing at the head of the bridge, earnestly making a wish for Meng Jing: "I hope...Meng Shen will find a good relationship soon." Immediately, a gentle kiss fell on his forehead, with... ...My heart beats a little faster.

He saw that Meng Jing fed himself medicine by a spoonful, and hugged himself tightly.After struggling for a while, I finally made up my mind, and stammered: "I can try, I like you."

He saw that Meng Jing had chosen hairpins of extremely bad taste for him, and he didn't know he was cheated by the store, so he just surrounded himself and made a pledge of "fishing, farming, woodcutters, reading, and dying" in poor language.

He saw that Meng Jing took himself to hide in the night, sitting by the stream and watching the fireflies in the sky. For him, a prince went to catch bugs regardless of his appearance.

Not moving is fake.

But in the end, he threw the letter heavily on Meng Jing's desk, and even his tone trembled a little.

From the beginning to the end, it was a chess piece, and the person who played the chess used him to deceive everyone, just to exchange for a piece of the country.

He said, from now on, you will be the concubine of His Highness King Huai.

He said, let you watch Meng Yu die tragically because of you.

He said that the map of the southern country presented by both hands is very useful.

He pressed him on the couch and insulted him in every possible way.

The piles are piece by piece, the heart of the cone is piercing.

Designed to escape, the horse went crazy on the road, fell off the cliff, and was covered in injuries.In his eyes, it has also become a trick to escape.

The horizontal sword on the city wall slayed himself, still holding a trace of hope in his heart, and finally his heart was ashamed, and he had no more nostalgia.

That was when he used himself to gamble on whether Meng Jing would feel guilty, and whether he would retreat before the formation he set up failed.

He didn't know how sure he was, but even... I'm afraid he overestimated himself.

He saw that Meng Jing was holding him, maybe he was sad...

He saw that Meng Jing used blood as a medium to imprison his soul...

For three years, chattering, holding him, almost crazy.

He also saw that he went to the ecstasy without hesitation and drank Mengpo soup.

What he thought in his heart was to forget about the grievances in this life, and if possible, he would never see each other again in the future.

Never thought about it, I soared.

He is a god, he is a ghost.

Chu Sheng was in a trance for a while, and suddenly fell into darkness before his eyes.Suddenly felt that his face was wet. It turned out that he had burst into tears inadvertently.

Full of joy, he took out his heart and held it in front of that person, carefully, like walking on thin ice, it turned out that it was just wishful thinking.Live as a complete joke.

Even if you turn your back on it, how can you be innocent.

A chill hit his face, Chu Sheng raised his arm unconsciously to resist, but only felt a pain, and his arm was already covered with a layer of frost.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that I was on a cliff, with a black sky above my head, dense clouds were rolling and turbulent, and the bottom was bottomless under my feet, and only one after another roared and wailed pierced into my ears, as if I was about to Swallow him whole, including the bones.

Chu Sheng subconsciously grasped the phantom bell by his waist, was stunned for a while, and then put down his hand in a daze.

"Yunjing." A deep and hoarse voice came from behind, Chu Sheng turned his head and opened his eyes slightly: "It's you..."

A figure slowly walked out of the black clouds, walking unhurriedly, with that terrifying bronze mask still on his face.

Chu Sheng lowered his eyes, clenched his hands under his sleeves, opened and closed his thin lips, and finally uttered the two words in a hoarse voice: "Uncle..."

Standing in front of him was the former ruler of the Southern Kingdom, his uncle.

The man in black clasped his hands behind his back and couldn't help but sneered: "You're wrong, a lonely ghost, how dare you have a relationship with Priest Chu?"

Chu Sheng lowered his head, bowed down earnestly, and gave a salute with a trembling voice: "Uncle, everything in the past was all my fault..."

He paused, then resolutely said softly: "I still look forward to uncle, don't hurt others by hurting yourself."

The man in black paced up and stopped in front of him, put his hands up, lifted Chu Sheng up, stared at him for a while, then suddenly sneered, and said softly: "Yunjing, you really have grown up, and you are so grown up!" I dare not say it anymore. If you want to tell me to stop, what should the countless people of the southern country who died in vain do at the bottom of this cliff? Do you want them to hide at the bottom of this dark cliff and write down daily how the lord of a country abandoned the city? How to escape? How to lead them into a deep swamp, so that they can only perish in hell and cannot be reborn?"

At the beginning, he listened to Chu Yunjing's words and led the people of the southern kingdom to abandon the city and flee, but he never thought that by mistake, he strayed into the swamp where evil spirits gathered. The people and soldiers in the city desperately protected him and pushed him out. That dark place.Let him stand one step away, listening to the mournful howling of his people—that is the sound of souls being torn apart.

Warm tears fell on the jewel-encrusted scabbard, he drew a formation with blood, stood in the eye of the formation, pulled out the sword that had not been used for a long time, and scratched his neck.

All of a sudden, countless evil spirits rushed towards him, biting him, tearing him apart inch by inch from skin to bone, from flesh to soul.