The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

The piercing trumpet sound became softer and softer, and the moment the lingering sound disappeared, the crisp and treacherous bell rang for it.

Along the way, the two saw a married ghost bride, more than a dozen pairs of red eyes hiding in the grass, a monster with a long tongue dangling on the road with a meter-long tongue, and training to swallow a sword while holding a sword handle, but they were killed Glum red-skinned goblins with belly piercings and more.

After seeing the ever-changing expressions of the people around her, Feng Chiling asked, "How do you feel?"

Jing Wuyou pondered and said: "I think it's quite strange."

Feng Chiling stopped immediately, holding a folding fan, calmly swept towards the fork in the road ahead, raised her hand and asked, "If you were given a choice, which road would you choose?"

Jing Wuyou looked at the past, only saw that there were two roads in front of him.

The road on the left is wide and wide, but it is lifeless all the way.

Several weeds and thorns crawled on the ground and tossed and squirmed, and the gray cloudy mist floated in mid-air, reflecting the whole road from time to time.

A few feet away, there was an invisible stench of carrion that was unique to the nostrils, no doubt enough to make people have a physiological reaction.

Obviously it won't be a good way.

Jing Wuyou suppressed the urge to retch, frowned tightly, covered his mouth and nose, and glanced calmly at the elder brother beside him, only to find that the elder brother had already covered his face with a folding fan to block the smell.

I don't know if my nose is smelled by the smell of carrion. The orchid fragrance on Feng Chiling's body seems to be more intense. While fanning the fan, there are a few traces of bamboo leaves that seem to be there. The fragrance lingers on it.

This elegant fragrance was particularly pleasant, causing Jing Wuyou to get closer to him, closed his eyes, greedily wanting to smell more.

But it didn't take long before he was killed by the other party's eyes.

There is another road, the one on the right.

Although it looks extremely narrow, it is obviously less dangerous than the one on the left.The air is clean, there is no dust, and there is no stumbling debris piled up on the ground. You can even smell a few scents of flowers after sniffing.

Jing Wuyou pointed to the road to the right without hesitation, and said, "If it were me, I would choose to take this road."

After all, no matter how you look at it, this road will be safer.

Feng Chiling pondered for a moment, then nodded meaningfully, then closed her fan and pointed to the road on the left, saying: "Then go this way."

Jing Wuyou: "..."

What are you playing.

As they slowly approached that seemingly very dangerous road, the thorns on the ground squirmed consciously, but suddenly retracted when Su Xue's sword intent was unsheathed.

Jing Wuyou's face was expressionless, but his face turned white and green, and the pungent rancid smell was indeed a little bit more magnificent. He held his breath, sank to his dantian, and the doubts in his heart were written on his face verbatim.

He really didn't understand that his elder brother was just trying to trick him, or was trying to feel sorry for him.

When I was secretly sad, I saw Feng Chiling smiling while walking: "This is indeed the way I want to go, I just asked casually, don't think too much."

Jing Wuyou asked, "Where does this lead to?"

"Xie Ling Hall." Feng Chiling said, "Although this road doesn't look very good, it's a different world after arriving, and it's very lively."

Jing Wuyou asked again: "Where does the other one lead to?"

Feng Chiling paused, and said: "It leads to a place called 'Burning God Mountain'. It is said that there you can see the person you miss the most in your life."

Jing Wuyou couldn't help pursing her lips, and said shyly, "Then if I get there, the person I see will definitely be my senior brother."

Feng Chiling still walked with her hands behind her back.

The gloomy wind passed by, blowing the black hair hanging behind him.

The exposed slender and beautiful back looks as cold and lonely as a cold winter night.

After a while, he turned his head slightly.

The impeccably beautiful side face was reflected in Jing Wuyou's eyes as black as crow feathers.

He said calmly: "The people I saw in that place no longer exist in this world."

"In other words, you can only see dead people."

A chilly chill ran up his spine along his toes.

Jing Wuyou fell silent, and after realizing that he had said the wrong thing, panic and bewilderment appeared again on this handsome and flawless face one by one.

Feng Chiling looked at him, smiled and said: "Those who don't know are innocent, and I don't blame you. Besides, not everyone can go there. Only people who are about to die can successfully go to the Burying God Mountain. Living people with excessive yang energy When you walk a certain distance, you will be blocked by the barrier."

"It is said that once someone enters, it proves that the person has died soon. It is not uncommon for people to go with the person they want to see the most in their lives. Almost no one can walk out without incident after entering. .”

Jing Wuyou thought for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Then you can see ghosts, aren't ghosts something that people turn into after they die?"

"That's a good question." Feng Chiling raised her brows and said with a sneer, "but the answer is no. After they die, their souls will float in the world or directly enter the underworld, and they will not be able to float to the Burying God Mountain. Besides, the ghosts are ordinary people. When alive, because of unwillingness to the present world, there is a chance to become a ghost with a strong unfulfilled wish. Not everyone can become a ghost after death, such as people who cultivate immortals, such as people born with excessive yang energy. It depends on luck."

"To put it simply, only people who are utterly dead will appear on Burial God Mountain. Ghosts can at least be seen, and most of the so-called utterly dead people died unexpectedly, leaving only a trace of remnant soul that will soon collapse. Life, old age, sickness and death This kind of natural death is different, they have no chance to enter the reincarnation, they are completely, thoroughly dead, is that clear?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Chiling stretched her waist, rubbed her neck and said: "For a dying person, before he dies, he can see the person he most wants to see in this life, and that will be a comfort to that person."

Jing Wuyou lowered his eyes and muttered to himself: "If it were me, I wouldn't want to see him when he was dying."

The person you want in your heart appears in that place.

It is tantamount to telling him that this person has only a trace of soul left, and will soon disappear completely from this world.

This is not a consolation, it is more like a criminal law.

Feng Chiling gave him a meaningful glance, noncommittal.

After a moment of silence, he stepped forward in a comforting manner, raised his arm, stroked Jing Wuyou's head gently, and said with a smile, "Good boy."

This action is like comforting a depressed child, for fear that he will be hurt.

The light in Jing Wuyou's eyes suddenly brightened and dimmed, staring blankly at the face of the person in front of him, he lost his voice.

Feng Chiling said: "Those are all mine."

Jing Wuyou: "..."

Feng Chiling said again: "It is said that he is a dying person, who would have the mood to come all the way to that place. I also heard this kind of statement from others, it's like folk tales, don't take it too seriously."

Jing Wuyou: "...Brother, I'm not a child, can you please stop touching my head."

Feng Chiling glanced at the hands that were fumbling on top of his head, and said with a sneer: "Just over eighteen, still young."

Jing Wuyou lowered his eyelids calmly and did not speak.

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After walking for a long time, the scene in front of me was completely new, and the rancid smell permeating the air was also stopped ten feet away behind me.

Just like a lively market at night in the world, there are many monsters and ghosts with strange shapes doing shopping, doing business, performing arts, doing odd jobs, and pedestrians pushing each other, so it is very lively.

This is the only way to go to the palace of Xie Ling.

Many ghosts squinted their eyes when they saw two unfamiliar people approaching from a distance.

After they took a closer look at the appearance of the comer, the banshee and ghost turned pale, and the male demon and male demon were terrified.

No matter how crowded it is now, they still made room for the two of them within five seconds, lined up in two rows, and bowed deeply to the approaching people.

As if Feng Chiling hadn't seen her, she drove past with Jing Wuyou in a grand manner.

While walking, I could hear some goblins whispering.

"Isn't this the lord, the lord has not been here for hundreds of years, why did he come back suddenly this time?"

"What's so interesting in the world, I think the lord has figured it out, and won't stay in the world anymore."

"But who is that man next to the lord? He looks quite handsome, could it be the rumored Immortal Luo Xiao?"

"No way, Xianjun Luo Xiao is not as young as him, this person is just a yellow-haired boy from head to toe, how could it be—I'll go, he can't be the son of the Lord!?"

"...What the hell are you talking about? The Lord is mainly married and has a son. Will you invite us to a wedding wine?"

"It's true, so who is he?"

"It doesn't matter who he is, if he can walk side by side with the Lord, it is definitely not something we can provoke, so let's go."

Feng Chiling stared unkindly at the front as she walked.

His brows were unconsciously frowned, and his face was full of displeasure.

son?

Could it be that in the eyes of those ghosts, he is already that old?

No matter what angle you look at from his face, it only stays around 25 and hasn't changed.

At such a young age, how can there be a son who is almost taller than himself?

At the same time, Jing Wuyou's mood was also not very good.

He frowned and said nothing, obviously not very happy with the conversation with those ghosts just now.

Come to Xie Ling Hall, the hall is very big.

The main colors of crow black and fiery red are interlaced and complement each other.

The open space outside the hall is covered with red candles.

The clusters of flames illuminated the entire dark space, and I don't know whether it diluted or added to the weirdness.

Jing Wuyou looked intently, and remembered that these red candles were exactly the same as the red candles in the elder brother's room on Xuankun Mountain.

Before he could react, he was pulled straight towards the center of the hall by the people beside him.

Open the door, it's pitch black inside, you can't see anything clearly.

Feng Chiling grabbed Jing Wuyou's hand expressionlessly, and the two of them crossed the threshold and walked in.

Perhaps Feng Chiling is very familiar with the terrain here.

No matter whether it is turning sideways or going straight, he walked without hesitation, simply and simply.

As if this is his home.

...But it can really be regarded as his home.

The two suddenly came to a room with a door covered with seals. The patterns on the seals were absurd.

It looks like it was scribbled on.

Feng Chiling didn't say a word, she raised her foot and rushed towards the door.

There was a loud "bang", and the doors on both sides were kicked open and crumbling.

Jing Wuyou was slightly startled, staring at the door that "squeaked" as if it was screaming.

Xindao his senior brother is really violent all the time.

Feng Chiling let go of Jing Wuyou, turned her head and said indifferently: "It's too dark inside, you should stay outside the door."

Jing Wuyou stared at that breathtaking face for a long time, then looked in.

Finding that the room is not that big, and after making sure that even if he stood outside the door, he could see Feng Chiling's whole body in all directions without any blind spots, he agreed with confidence: "Okay."

Feng Chiling entered, and he fixed his gaze on a dark coffin in the center.

Looking at the dust in the coffin, he frowned in disgust, and didn't bother to use his hands, calling out Su Xue directly.

Use the tip of the sword to pick up the edge of the coffin lid and tilt it up.

It was empty.

Feng Chiling spat, and just when she was about to curse where the sissy had gone, she heard a muffled voice behind her.

He turned his head suddenly, and his breathing was slightly stagnant.

He only looked at a disheveled head hanging upside down in front of Jing Wuyou's eyes.

The pupils were gouged out completely, and blood was dripping from the huge eye holes.

The distance from Jing Wuyou was not too slight, almost to the point of being cheek to cheek.

The corners of the mouth were unusually wide, grinning to the ears on both sides.

From the huge black mouth came ups and downs, giggles and giggles one after another.

"Cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck cluck—"

The laughter was sharp and ugly, and the face was terrible and terrible.

After a moment of horror, Jing Wuyou raised his hand expressionlessly, and then slapped the face of the person who was hanging upside down.

"Snap", crisp and loud.

Beat that man's head alive to silence him.

The head's expression froze for a moment, and its neck turned an incredible arc.

He said ferociously, "Do you dare to hit me?"

Before Jing Wuyou could slap him again, Su Xuejian's cold air suddenly hit him.

The person above immediately retracted his half-hanging upper body, landed lightly on the ground, and faced Feng Chiling directly with that terrifying face.

The eyes of the two intersected in the air for a while.

That inhuman thing tilted its head slightly.

Put your right hand next to your left ear and gently pull it outward.

A complete human | leather mask was torn off.

The Purple Nightmare King greeted with a smile: "My lord~"

Feng Chiling: "..."

Without saying a word, Su Xuejian stabbed at him again.

The Purple Nightmare King was so frightened that he dodged again and again, and shouted: "My lord, what are you doing?"

Feng Chiling raised her chin, with disgust and disbelief on her face, she asked back: "What are you doing, is it fun to scare my junior brother?"

"Huh?" Purple Nightmare King raised his eyebrows and said, "This little man is your junior brother, he looks quite iconic~"

Jing Wuyou stared blankly at this person for a while, and suddenly without warning, he covered his chest with one hand, turned his back, and bent down as if vomiting.

Purple Nightmare King: "..."

The Purple Nightmare King's voice was trembling: "Really, it's really rude."

Feng Chiling's eyes were ice-cold, and she said in a deep voice, "I have something to ask you."

After a pause, he said to Jing Wuyou again: "Wuyou, please wait for me outside."

Jing Wuyou thought that Feng Chiling would be willing to bring him to such a ghostly place, if he tried to find out with pure curiosity, he would more or less make the other party impatient.

Everyone has private matters that they don't want to tell others, no matter how close they are, if this line is crossed too much, they will eventually feel disgusted.

He didn't want to be hated by Feng Chiling.

But... still feel a little lost.

Jing Wuyou obeyed, bowed his head and walked out of the room.

The Purple Nightmare King stared at his back for a moment, then looked back at Feng Chiling's eyes, no longer a playful smile on his face, and asked seriously: "What's the matter, my lord?"

Before the person in front of him could respond, Feng Chiling suddenly stepped up to the opponent's toes when the Purple Nightmare King closed his eyes, grabbed the skirt of the opponent's clothes, and almost lifted him up.

Her beautiful eyes were full of anger.

He sneered and said: "What the hell are you doing? You gave all the trust I gave you to the dogs? You were asked to spread the news that Soul Devouring Gu was lost, but what did you do? Why did Lan Suxin find nothing there?" Know!?"

The Purple Nightmare King coughed a few times with a painful expression.

Intermittently explained: "It's not that I don't want to tell the empress of Dongyu Kingdom, but...the person who stole Soul Eater Gu is very likely...the Dongyu royal family!"

Feng Chiling shouted: "So!?"

The Purple Nightmare King said with difficulty: "So... you can't scare the snake..."

Feng Chiling secretly exerted force on her palm, and said with a smirk, "You fucking snake, do you think I'll believe you?"

The Purple Nightmare King's face turned blue, and he muttered: "My heartfelt heart to the lord... the world can learn from it, except for the Dongyu royal family, that is, the people in Nanyang City, I have notified all... about the loss of Soul Devouring Gu. .”

"Only the people there... didn't say anything."

Feng Chiling narrowed her eyes and did not answer.

Looking at the person in his hand with a painful expression, he didn't use his spiritual power to resist at all.

After a moment of silence, he slowly let go of his hand.

The strong suffocation suddenly disappeared.

Nightmare King hurriedly covered his neck and coughed fiercely for a while, and after he calmed down, he looked at the person who gave him this pain with lingering fear.

Feng Chiling half closed her lower eyelids, her beautiful face was incomparably beautiful.

Thin lips parted slightly, and he questioned: "Then you say, who is most likely to steal the Gu worm?"