In love with the ghost king

He originally thought that it would be better if he just disappeared.

But he never thought that when he woke up again with a blurred consciousness, he found that there was already a crimson fairy pattern on his forehead. He forgot that his body as an emperor can take away the cultivation of other ghosts and use it for himself .

Good luck tricks people.

It's a pity that it's too late, the place one step away from me is filled with the cries of incomplete souls, their souls are incomplete, they are ghosts, naturally they can't be reincarnated, and they have resentment in their hearts, letting them go out may cause disaster to the world .

The king said: "In the beginning, I just imprisoned them, thinking that if they didn't hurt others, I would accompany them. But soon, the first ghost inside dissipated, and then the second one, The third...they are my people, they died for me, I can't watch them dissipate in the world. I can only feed them with the souls of other ghosts, I hope they can be repaired one day."

After that, he laughed lowly: "Later I found out that the higher the cultivation level of the soul, the more beneficial it is for their cultivation. So——Yunjing, there is still one last step left, you are a priest, you and I will be together Jump down and help me free them, okay?"

The wraiths below the cliff heard that there was a priest on top, they were very excited and let out sharp and ear-piercing screams.

Chu Sheng's scalp was numb, and he was at a loss. He couldn't tell whether the people under the cliff were the people who died in vain in the Southern Kingdom in the past, or the evil spirits who only devoured their souls.

Chu Sheng was silent for a while, and said: "Uncle, do you think that if you treat them like this, their sanity will still be the same as before? Even if their souls are perfect, they have hurt countless people, and it is not an exaggeration to be judged as fierce ghosts. They In this way, how... can I be reincarnated?"

"You're talking nonsense." The king said, "I hurt people. If the gods want to punish this crime, it should be blamed on me. What has it to do with them? I think you are greedy for life and afraid of death. You have stayed in the upper fairy world for a long time. I forgot who died for the innocent soul at the bottom of the cliff? Priest Chu, what a great forgetfulness, using his home country as a bargaining chip, as a stepping stone for Meng Shen to ascend to the position of Ninth Five Supreme, but himself It’s flying to the upper gods, and the scenery in the upper immortal world is boundless, so happy. I don’t know if you have thought about the people of the old country in the past 300 years in this mud!”

"I..." Chu Sheng took two steps back and kicked a stone from his heel. Perhaps the resentful spirits at the bottom of the cliff couldn't wait for Chu Sheng, so they wailed and wailed, spreading into a vast ocean, enveloping Chu Sheng, thinking To pull him down the abyss.

His fingertips dug into his palm, trembling from the effort.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" The lord chuckled and held Chu Sheng's shoulders hard, "Don't you think it's too light to apologize now? Who did they die for..."

who died...

Chu Sheng staggered a few steps, and after a dead silence, he finally looked up blankly: "Because of me..."

"Then you follow me and pay for their lives together."

After all, the king suddenly used both hands to push Chu Sheng back violently, and he also flew up to keep up, leaping hard without any hesitation.

The wailing sound became more piercing and closer. Chu Sheng opened his hand to grab something, but he had nothing to do. He closed his eyes and listened to the cold wind whistling in his ears, feeling even more at a loss.Suddenly, he felt that someone was hugging his waist, and his face was leaning against a person's cold chest.

The man led him upwards.

He wanted to open his eyes, but he only felt that the man held him tighter and hugged him tightly.

"Meng...Jing?"

Chu Sheng hesitated, and called out the man's name, but felt his voice choked up as soon as the words were uttered.He couldn't distinguish his current emotions, whether it was resentment, fear, rejoicing for the rest of his life, or hatred...

"Meng Shen..."

Chu Sheng noticed that his feet were on the ground, so he softly called out his other name.

The hands holding him shook suddenly.

Chu Sheng helped his hand, took two steps back, raised his head and bumped into a pair of stunned eyes, with panic still hidden in his eyes.

He saw that Meng Jing's eyes were red, and the murderous arrogance he had just faded could not be concealed between his brows.

Perhaps, I have been looking for him for a long time.

"I... I will hold your hand tightly in the future." Meng Jing only looked at him and said a word after a while.

Chu Sheng turned his head away, his voice trembling: "Thank you...no need."

Suddenly there was a mournful howl from the bottom of the cliff, resounding through the sky, shaking people's eardrums trembling - that was the last sound of the king being swallowed by the broken soul.

The resentful spirits have just obtained the soul of a ghost fairy, and their cultivation has soared at this moment, and they are eager to get more. Knowing that there is a priest above, they are even more itchy, rampaging below, shaking the earth and mountains shake.

Chu Sheng turned his head and pulled out a wisp of divine consciousness to summon his artifact. Now the resentful spirit at the bottom of the cliff is so crazy that it has swallowed the soul of a ghost fairy. It will be a matter of time before it breaks through the barrier.If it cannot be stopped in time, it will cause harm to the world in the future, how to control it.

Since this matter started because of myself, then let me finish it by myself.

Chu Sheng grasped the knife—the one buried with Meng Shen in his coffin when he died, he closed his eyes, and when he was about to jump down, he felt a tightness in his wrist, and couldn't help raising his eyes: "Let go. "

Meng Jing looked at him in a daze, and suddenly smiled: "300 years ago, you talked to me like this."

Chu Sheng closed his eyes, holding back the throbbing in his heart.

A gentle kiss fell on his forehead, and warm breath came from his ears. Meng Jing hugged him tightly, suppressing Chu Sheng's slight struggle, and said in a low voice: "Let me do it. In the battle of the Southern Kingdom, they have all become ghosts now, so it is not considered bullying them."

"Asheng, I like you, really."

He spoke very softly and slowly, for fear that Chu Sheng would not hear him, and he was also afraid that he would hear him, but this time it was true, and there was no lie.

"I'm sorry for what happened in the past. If there is a chance, let's do it again, okay?" The whimpering of the resentful spirit at the bottom of the cliff was even louder, spreading all over the cliff. Meng Jing embraced Chu Sheng in his arms, tightly Hugging tightly, he said, "Let me pay you back."

The nails were embedded in the flesh, and there was a piercing pain.

Meng Jing gently put his hand on the back of Chu Sheng's head, his eyes fell on his thin white lips, and he pressed his head sideways.

I really like you, I love you so much that I dare not listen to your response.

A crack opened on the cliff, and Meng Jing cast a spell to set up a teleportation array. Before Chu Sheng could reply, he took Chu Sheng's hand and lightly pressed it on the handle of Buhui's fan. The look of astonishment disappeared before his eyes.

Probably, in those snow-covered eyes, I once had a place.

Meng Jing bent down and picked up the knife on the ground, mocking himself: "Unexpectedly, this king finally picked you up again, Long Yuan, let's fight this king again."

Meng Jing pressed his cold fingertips on the center of his eyebrows. It was a silver-white fairy pattern, which was different from ghosts and immortals who forcibly cultivated and killed people like hemp. He walked the fairy way.

It is the eight classics of children, and the ghosts and immortals recognized by the heavens.

"He is happy that the world is peaceful, how can this king let you disturb the peace."

After Meng Jing finished speaking, he tapped his toes lightly and swept down the cliff.

Chu Sheng was still hesitating how to answer, but he felt something cool in his palm, and when he raised his eyes again, Meng Jing's smiling face gradually blurred and finally disappeared.

For a moment, the mountains and rivers turned and the sun hit. Chu Sheng opened his eyes and found that he was already standing outside the cave, holding the No Regrets Fan in his hand.

Going around and going around for 300 years, I don't regret returning the fan to the original owner.

"Master Chu, are you alright?" Song Zexuan walked up and gave him a salute.

Chu Sheng looked up, Chi Qing, Chi Qian, Song Zexuan, Pingyao were all there, and... Zhou Kewen.He opened his mouth and couldn't say anything.

At this moment, a terrifying howl suddenly came from the distant mountain.

The voice was terribly shrill and hoarse, as if stained with blood, it went straight to the heavens.

In the distance, the flames flared up and joined together, dyeing half of the sky red.

Above their heads was the sound of thunder, heavy rain, mist and smoke, and the mountains were full of wind and rain.

The no regrets in Chu Sheng's palm suddenly fell.

He closed his eyes, and put his fingertips on the center of his eyebrows—a silver-white fairy pattern had already appeared there.

It turns out that the catastrophes of monsters and beasts are all lies. The real catastrophe is the thousands of evil spirits and fierce ghosts.

Someone blocked it for him.

Chu Sheng flew towards the distant mountain in disregard of everyone's dissuasion, but only halfway through, he was stopped by an enchantment.

Chu Sheng was stunned, and stretched out his hand to cover the silver-white enchantment with snowflakes, and the biting chill spread from his fingertips to his heart, dyeing it all.

He just stared blankly at the raging karmic fire burning inside, and there was a burst of low weeping and howling.

The fire was caused by the immortal burning his own soul, and it was burned to ashes with thousands of fierce spirits.

"Your revenge came so violently." Chu Sheng chuckled, and his fingertips slowly slipped from the barrier.

There seemed to be a sharp knife in his heart, and the flesh and blood were ripped out. There was a sweet taste in his throat. He covered it with his hands, and blood flowed from between his white fingers, forming a blood line.

"Ah."

His eyes were gradually blurred, Chu Sheng's mind was no longer clear, he held the phantom bell beside his waist with his bloody hand, and opened his mouth to the burning fire in the distance, his throat was hoarse, and finally he was unable to speak.

He wanted to say, Meng Jing, I hate you to death.

Close your eyes, extremely tired, never regret falling.

Wuding Mountain, which has always been known as haunted by resentful ghosts, burned for three days and three nights. People in the world could not get close, and could only stand in the distance and watch the flames fill the sky.When the wildfire dissipated, a hundred flowers bloomed in the mountains, and clear springs splashed stones.

People in the world don't know what happened, they only know that at the same time, people from the Feiyun faction killed two young disciples and captured a puppet monster, whose head was named a national teacher by the current emperor.For a while, he became famous, and countless people wanted to worship him.

A new Shangxian was ascended to the Upper Immortal Realm. He refused the title bestowed by the emperor, and invited himself to the Lower Realm to be a loose immortal with no official position and no salary.

There is a new ghost king in the wild ghost world. It is said that his surname is Ruan, and he has a good relationship with that Sanxian.

Only in front of Wuding Mountain, people often see a man in white with a long body and swaying clothes, like a fairy in the sky.

He just stood there and didn't speak.