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The clear water in the transparent fish tank was about to bottom out. A mayfly flew in through the window and landed firmly on the calm water with its thin feet. No one paid attention to the old fish tank that should have been thrown away long ago, and this A mayfly so tiny that it can be ignored.

He Bin was completely overwhelmed by the field staff sent by Guoan to watch him. He closed the window carefully, pulled up the curtains tightly, and sat down on the bed, as if this would give him some room to breathe freely.

The mayfly vibrated its soft wings, and through the glass jar, He Bin could clearly see He Bin taking off the jade gourd from his neck.

He Bin opened and closed his mouth, uttering a series of incomprehensible spells, and a thick black smoke spit out from the mouth of the gourd, and a foul smell spread.

The mayfly leaned close to the wall of the glass jar, its compound eyes staring motionlessly at the big unknown thing spit out by the jade gourd.

When all the black air dissipated, the mayfly leaped up with fluttering wings, dexterously slipped out along the gap in the wooden door, and after flying not far away, it turned into a human form, with beads of sweat on its forehead, and frantically ran outside Yunhai University.

In the eight hundred Xiyi realm in the middle Yuan Dynasty, there are ghosts and ghosts thousands of miles away.Sheng Feng finally got to know the Xiyi Realm known as the "Elysium of Demons and Demons". The Ghost Festival was going well, and the streets and alleys were full of red lanterns. Looking from the restaurant, it was a sea of ​​lights.

Shen Yan found a restaurant, the black market was covered under this sea of ​​lights, the sky was also a horrible muddy red, no clouds could be seen, and from a distance, the gate of the underworld could be seen open, and the dark crowd of ghosts brought their families with them. Flooding in, but Sheng Feng felt no fear.

Just like the New Year in the world, the fireworks are gorgeous, the ghosts are reunited, and the singing and dancing are jubilant.

"Unexpectedly, this year I will celebrate the festival with living people." Shen Yan carried a jug of wine, lifted up his robe, and sat across from Sheng Feng casually.

Sheng Feng looked out the window, and the Kongming lanterns rose from the city tower with the wind.

The restaurant Shen Yan was looking for was in the center of the black market. He was rich and powerful, so he gave the shopkeeper a bag of money to buy a room with the best view here.

"Come, taste the characteristics of our environment." Shen Yan took out two porcelain cups.

Sheng Feng immediately pressed his hand that was about to pour the wine: "Did you forget what we are here for? Drinking is a waste of time."

Shen Yan sighed, and said: "Just drink a little, it's not a problem. Team leader Sheng may come here once in a lifetime, how can I not entertain well? Besides, it's so lively tonight. It might not come."

Shen Yan's stalking and shamelessness had already cultivated to perfection, Sheng Feng couldn't shirk it in the end, picked up the wine and drank a glass, and instantly felt spicy from the throat to the stomach, which was not the degree of ordinary liquor at all.

He tried not to make a sound, in fact, it was so hot that he couldn't help himself.He could only cover up with a few more chopsticks and peanuts to press down, and then Shen Yan seemed to drink this kind of wine often, and in just a moment, he had already downed three or four cups.

Sheng Feng ignored him and continued to focus on the crowded market downstairs.

The Xiyijing black market is different from its mysterious name. It looks like an ordinary market, except that all buyers and sellers wrap themselves up tightly and trade under the swaying lanterns.

When Sheng Feng looked at these new gadgets in Xiyijing, his eyes lit up, and it was obvious that he was very interested in these things.

"Shall I take you downstairs? It's boring to sit here all the time." Shen Yan suggested while lying down.

Sheng Feng shook his head resolutely. He didn't want to scare the snakes. The black market was like a big dye vat. Even if he was curious, he would rather not go into it.

As a ghost king who is crazy to the extreme, Shen Yan sneers at people like Sheng Feng who always restrain and manage him. If he had a choice, he would never work with Sheng Feng.

"Shen Yan, look at that person." Sheng Feng motioned Shen Yan to look at a strange man who was shuttling through the crowd of ghosts.

Shen Yan straightened his body and narrowed his eyes slightly. When he saw the rickety body, his pupils shrank slightly, and he murmured: "Corpse slave."

The owl-headed crutch in Shibinu's hand was tightly wrapped in a gray cloth. He looked like a dying old man, but his cloudy pupils vigilantly scanned everyone passing by him, and he staggered.

There was deep hatred in Shen Yan's eyes, he was about to leave, but was held back by Sheng Feng: "Wait a minute, don't go yet."

"Group leader Sheng, if you don't go now, how long do you have to wait until he finishes shopping and runs away?!" Shen Yan waved Sheng Feng's blocking hand and strode down the stairs.

Sheng Feng frowned. He held the window frame with both hands and looked out, and saw that Shibinu didn't seem to be interested in these spirit stone booths. He looked at other booths, as if he was looking for something.

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Feng saw Shen Yan walking out of the restaurant, and bumped into Shibi Nu.

Shibinu turned pale with fright, and backed away again and again, trying to hide himself among the ghosts, but Shen Yan had already set his sights on him, and several vicious dogs covered in rotten flesh sprang out from the ground behind him and barked at him.

In desperation, Shibinu wanted to tear off his wrapped cane.

Sheng Feng didn't see Shen Yan's movements clearly, and with only a flash of his figure, he was already standing in front of Shibinu, his moves were cunning and changeable, Shibinu reacted very quickly, the afterimages of the two changed back and forth, and the space began again Extremely distorted, the ghost group suddenly scattered.

The vicious dog jumped up, its fangs pierced the flesh of one of them, and the space fell to the ground. The huge impact seemed to smash the ground, and the scorpion fell heavily from the air, and the crutch of the owl's head was broken in two. Shen Yan threw him beside him.

At this moment, skeleton soldiers in armor came from all directions, and a businessman with a horse's head also ran down from the small red building opposite.

Sheng Feng went downstairs quickly and stood in front of the restaurant door watching the horse-head businessman trembling and bowing to Shen Yan, while the skeleton soldiers put chains on the corpse slave who was lying on the ground.

"Put this traitor into the dungeon first." Shen Yan ordered with her back turned to Sheng Feng.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Sheng Feng immediately went up to grab Shen Yan: "What do you mean? He hasn't been repaid for his evil deeds in the world, so he should be handed over to the national security and the underworld for disposal first."

He jumped out suddenly and startled the group of skeleton soldiers, thinking it was an accomplice of Shibi Nu who came to take revenge, he immediately raised the iron spear in his hand to face Sheng Feng.

Shen Yan turned around and waved his hands, signaling all the soldiers to put down their weapons.His hands and sleeves were covered with blood, even a few drops were still hanging on his pale cheeks, and his eyes were full of joy after the killing.

Sheng Feng was subconsciously taken half a step back by the evil spirit he was carrying now.

"Shengfeng, look what this place is? It's an endless hell." Shen Yan took a step forward, and Sheng Feng was forced by him to take a step back, "This is not your world."

"Take it away!" Shen Yan waved his sleeves, and the skeleton soldiers carried the corpse slave into a prison car, and the car slowly drove towards the palace hidden in the red mist in the distance.

Shen Yan didn't look at Sheng Feng again, he shook off the blood on his hands, and walked away behind the prison car with his hands behind his back.

"Aren't you going back with me?" Sheng Feng came to his senses and shouted anxiously.

No one answered.

The market seems to have gotten used to this daily routine of fighting and killing. Once the prison cart left, the group of ghosts should work and continue to hawk, without being affected by what happened just now.

Sheng Feng stood a little confused among the evil ghosts coming and going. When he came, Shen Yan only told him the entrance, but never told him that there was any exit in Xiyi Realm.

Now it will be a problem for him to go back to the human world.

Contrary to Sheng Feng's anxiety at the same place, Shen Yan returned to the palace with ease, washed himself casually, changed his clothes, and then eagerly went out of the dungeon.

Shibi Nu was chained up by a forearm-thick iron chain, and the soldier put the broken owl-head crutch next to him "intimately". A large basin of cold water had woken him up, and he was dirty with blood s hair.

"Your Highness, the waist knife is not on him." The commander said softly to Shen Yan.

After Shen Yan finished listening, he stepped forward expressionlessly and pulled Shibinu by his collar, lifting him a few inches into the air. This violent method involved the bleeding wound on Shibinu. I whimpered in pain.

"Where is the knife, where did you get the waist knife?" Shen Yan said, "You know I've never had much patience, Shibinu."

Spiron's breathing drove the tearing of the wound, and he began to giggle, his intermittent laughter seemed even more strange in the cold water prison.

"What are you laughing at? Is it funny?" Shen Yan asked.

Unexpectedly, Shibinu started to get worse, and the corners of his mouth were about to burst into laughter. He approached Shen Yan with disheveled hair, and suddenly his laughter stopped abruptly: "His Royal Highness Ghost King, you can guess that I put your precious waist knife on the where?"

This action directly aroused Shen Yan's anger. He grabbed Shibinu's neck fiercely with his hands, but Shibinu was not afraid anymore, and said with a smile: "Shen Yan, I have been with you for 2000 years. In 2000, no one in Xiyi Realm dared to challenge you. In 2000, did you enjoy being the King of Ghosts?"

Shen Yan increased the strength in his hands, as if he was about to break Shibinu's neck in the next second: "What else do you know?"

Sibi Nu grinned grimly: "You are so naive, do you know why you could only stay in the ghostly place of Xiyi Realm in 2000? Except for the name "Shen Yan", I told you everything about your life. "

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Sibi Nu laughed, with his hair scattered in front of his face, like a ghost that just crawled out of hell, he said: "I lied to you for 2000 years, and you still believe it to be true, isn't it ridiculous, Your Highness?"

Shen Yan was furious, and the strength in his hand suddenly more than doubled. He only heard a "click" from Shibinu's neck, and Shibinu's neck was strangled by him, and the laughter disappeared. .

Sheng Feng waited until dusk with the glimmer of hope that Shen Yan would return here, and then from dusk until late at night, but he still didn't see half of Shen Yan, so he could only walk back according to his memory.

He wandered back and forth in the huge Xiyi Realm based on his memory, until someone patted him on the shoulder, and then he came back to his senses, he no longer knew where he had gone.

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