Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing's gaze paused slightly, as if the dream from the previous day appeared, he tentatively touched the golden bell on his ankle, and felt a piece of ice cold.

Jinling made a clear voice, which completely coincided with the voice in the dream. At this time, a gust of cold wind came in, and he felt the coolness behind him.

"Come here, Qi Jin..."

Ye Wanqing called for someone, he looked around the hall, it was still the same as before, and he couldn't see anything unusual.The sky outside was gloomy, and wisps of wet rain poured into the window.

Soon Qi Jin came in, Ye Wanqing saw that the person had calmed down a little, forced herself to calm down, and asked, "Qi Jin, did anyone enter my palace last night?"

Qi Jin: "My son, no one has ever set foot in the womb of the world. The subordinates have been guarding outside."

He covered his ankles with a thin quilt, tightened his fingertips slightly, and said to Qi Jin: "From today onwards, spread the enchantment in the courtyard, and spread the exorcism spell together."

Qi Jin answered the order, what did he want to ask, seeing Ye Wanqing's slightly dazed look, he didn't ask after all, this place is in Fenglai, and there is a natural barrier in the first place, so it is impossible for evil spirits to come in.

If there are evil spirits coming in, the enchantment will find out before them.Unless the evil spirit's cultivation is above the seventh heavenly realm, all ghosts whose cultivation is above the seventh heavenly realm are recorded in the book, and the elders will always pay attention to their whereabouts.

Before leaving, Qi Jin said again: "My lord, if you have something...you can call your subordinates at any time."

Ye Wanqing was not in the mood, he let Qi Jin go down, and after all the guards left, he was left alone in the hall.He tried to pick the golden bell on his ankle, but the golden bell was only lightly tied on it, and the bows tied on both sides were very symmetrical, in line with someone's habits.

He untied the golden bell, exerted force in his palm, and the golden bell turned into powder in his palm.

Xiaojunlan is dead, turned into a ghost?Not to mention the one-in-ten-thousand chance, even if he turns into a ghost, how can he get out of the endless purgatory... How can he float over thousands of miles to tie a golden bell for him?

Someone must be playing tricks.

Ye Wanqing put an enchantment around her, because she would dream of Xiaojunlan in her dreams, and he persisted in not sleeping for more than half a month.He was awake and meditating every day, until one rainy day, he couldn't help it, and fell asleep on the soft bed.

A familiar face appeared in the dream. Xiao Junlan was much gentler than before, which made him breathless. He saw that there seemed to be black spells on Xiao Junlan's body. Those black spells seemed to have vitality, like A strip of dark tentacles.

He was being pulled, and black spells were spreading from his wrists. The spells followed its owner. On the surface, it was close to him, but in fact, it was at a tricky angle.

"I haven't seen Xiaowan for a long time, and I miss you every day... You are so cruel, you don't even want to see me in your dreams."

It's only been ten days... how long did it take.

Ye Wanqing was also on the verge of collapse in the dream, he could no longer distinguish reality from the dream, his fingertips curled up together, as soon as he touched Xiaojunlan, his waist and legs softened, as if he had turned into a hot pastry.

"In the past few days, I found a kind of fruit in the ghost world. If a man eats this fruit and has sex with another person, he will become pregnant."

"Xiao Wan is so cold-hearted, I went looking for it the day before, can I feed you?"

Ye Wanqing felt creepy. He looked at Xiao Junlan's eyes. Xiao Junlan's eyes were cold and gentle, as if she was watching him gently discussing with him, but her eyes were dark and thick, as if To blend into his flesh and blood.

"No need... If you like it, you can keep it for yourself."

A sense of fear emerged in Ye Wanqing's heart, and the strings in his heart collapsed, knowing that Xiao Junlan was definitely not joking.If it really made him pregnant...he might as well die.

"If one day I get pregnant with Xiao Wan's child, I'm afraid Xiao Wan won't even look at our father and son. What's the use of my pregnancy."

"Xiao Wan doesn't want to eat the fruit... I will work harder to see if I can get Xiao Wan pregnant."

"Or let Xiao Wan become a physique that would be intolerable to leave me... Then you will never be able to leave me."

Ye Wanqing was ashamed and angry, he wanted to kick Xiao Junlan away, but it turned into a disguised pandering, he vaguely heard Xiao Junlan chuckling in his ear.

This time he slept longer than before, Ye Wanqing opened his eyes, it has become instinctive for him to wake up and check himself.

At first, he was struggling with yelling and screaming when he fell into a dream, but now he only hoped to wake up quickly. Xiao Junlan seemed to be against him, the more he wanted to wake up quickly, the time for Xiaojunlan was getting longer each time.

This time he slept for a whole day and night, and when Qi Jin came, he told him that he hadn't woken up.

"My son...you are..."

Qi Jin hesitated to speak, the young man in front of him was like a blooming camellia, it was originally a cold camellia, but now it is a crimson blooming glamorous camellia.The whole person is full of spring, as if soaked in water, the lips are fuller and ruddy, and the cinnabar moles at the end of the eyes are more beautiful.

He took a look and then looked away, wondering if his family's eldest son had gotten along with someone without telling him.

Ye Wanqing glanced at Qi Jin, and he saw that Qi Jin was hesitating to speak, he asked puzzledly, "Just say what you have to say."

"My son, have you recently...cough..." Qi Jin thought for a while, and finally asked, "Who have you met recently?"

There was no one, Ye Wanqing didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt a little wet, his legs moved uncomfortably, and he couldn't see it with the quilt.

"Never."

Ye Wanqing: "Tomorrow you will follow me to the Jinyue Temple."

Going on like this is not an option, Ye Wanqing's lip line was tense, he never thought that Xiao Junlan would haunt him after death, if he knew earlier, it would be better to let Xiao Junlan live.

At least the living Xiaojunlan still has something to do, and the dead Xiaojunlan has nothing to do.

Qi Jin wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and went down under the order.

He didn't sleep for the next day, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with not sleeping at first, it was common for cultivators not to sleep.But if he was not allowed to sleep, he became sleepy instead.

On the carriage, he nodded his head, touched his lower abdomen, and maintained a protective posture.What Xiao Junlan said to him the day before made him feel psychologically shadowed.

Xiaojunlan has gone crazy.

He moved his body, but still felt a little uncomfortable, his face slowly became wet, he couldn't help touching it with his fingertips, his lips and teeth were slightly opened, and his breath came out.

Ye Wanqing touched a piece of damp, his face was flushed, if he went to Jinyue Temple like this, what face would he have to see the Buddha?What face is there to stand before the gods?

His fingertips trembled slightly, maybe Xiaojunlan did it on purpose, he was feeling depressed, this matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible, and Xiaojunlan couldn't let her wish.

Qi Jin was driving the carriage in front, and the bead curtains and curtains isolated the situation in the carriage. He vaguely heard some movement, the movement was very light, like the low whimper of a small animal, and he felt a little strange in his heart.

Just about to listen carefully, Qi Jin seemed to feel a chill, which spread from his back, isolating his hearing.

This time Ye Wanqing was awake one second, and fell asleep the next.In the dream, he was also on the carriage, and he saw Xiao Junlan, his fingers were still twitching, and he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

He subconsciously wanted to avoid Xiao Junlan, but was almost caught by the robe he had taken off. Xiao Junlan stepped forward slightly and hugged him easily.

The carriage swayed forward, Ye Wanqing's face was flushed red, the corners of his eyes were touched, Xiao Junlan's fingers were cold, his eyebrows were too gloomy and bright, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Where is Xiaowan going?"

Asking him in a soft voice, the slight coldness in his eyes almost spread out.The position above his tailbone was pressed moderately, and anger emerged in his heart.

He clenched his teeth, he was on the road now, if he had been unconscious at this moment, Qi Jin would definitely take him back when he found out.

"You don't know everything...why do you ask?"

"I don't know, I just felt that Xiao Wan missed me... What were you doing just now? Huh?"

Ye Wanqing's brows and eyes were slightly open, he tried to touch Xiao Junlan, but passed through Xiao Junlan's body, he couldn't touch Xiao Junlan, but Xiao Junlan could meet him.

"I'm dead, Xiao Wan, so of course you can't touch me."

Xiao Junlan hugged him and gently kissed the end of his eyes, "Do you want to go to Jinyue Temple? Today you beg me...I will let you go, how about it?"

He just doesn't want to, why should he be restrained by Xiao Junlan.

Ye Wanqing twisted and tried to avoid Xiao Junlan, his hands and feet were held down, Xiao Junlan was very patient, pecking him along the corner of his eyes little by little, stroking his hair with her fingertips, with the appearance of a tender lover.

"I wasn't very good at it... I forgot? Let me help you think about it."

When Ye Wanqing heard the word "help you", her body almost formed a conditioned reflex, subconsciously wanting to stay away from Xiaojunlan.

His face was getting redder and redder, his fingertips were clutching the corner of Xiaojunlan's clothes, his distance gradually turned into obedience, he couldn't escape from the dream, dream and reality were two different worlds.

Xiao Junlan could only appear in his dreams, he was already dead, already dead.

After arriving at Jinyue Temple, Ye Wanqing took a while to get out of the carriage, his legs were trembling when he got down, if he hadn't called Brother Lan at the end, maybe he wouldn't be able to get out now.

Ye Wanqing performed a cleansing technique on his own, even though he had nothing on him, he read Buddhist scriptures all the way on the road, and when he arrived at Jinyue Temple, the holy monk did not see him this time.

Just ordered someone to send a message.

"The calamity of the son is not yet over. If you untie the bell and replace it with the person who tied it, the poor monk will be helpless."

Standing in front of the empty Buddhist temple, he had the illusion for a moment, as if the gods and Buddhas had abandoned him.

When Ye Wanqing returned to the sect, the evil spells and formations in his courtyard were of no use to Xiaojunlan, and Xiaojunlan had often appeared in his life since then.

Once he fell into a dream, he would inevitably spend time with Xiao Junlan. Xiao Junlan told him about the ghost world, told him that he tasted the meat of an ogre, and kissed him after speaking, and he almost spat it out.

The sword manual he left on the table often has more notes on it, the handwriting is very familiar, the iron painting and silver hook are handsome and unrestrained, and the words are all written in blood.

As a ghost, Xiao Junlan can only appear occasionally, but never meets him in reality. He only makes some snacks for him occasionally when he is gone, helps him mend his torn Taoist robe, and plants flowers in his temple. Two very ugly ghost grasses.

He completely separates his dreams from real life, and is busy practicing sword practice every day. He only wants to step through the Ninth Heaven Realm as soon as possible, so that he can completely get rid of Xiaojunlan.

His realm has not broken through for a long time, and the world is always unpredictable. It was three years after he broke through the Ninth Heaven Realm.

He went to Endless Purgatory to clean up the remnants of the ghost world. When his sword light fell, half of the sky reflected crimson color, and the lingering sword light swept across Endless Purgatory. Not a single blade of grass grew here.

All the ghosts were wiped out.

At the moment when his sword light fell, he saw Xiao Junlan.Xiao Junlan died here four years ago, and his soul is also here.

Xiao Junlan was dressed in the black clothes he often saw, and his soul remained the same as when he died, with his broken legs, eyes gouged out, and his gnawed bloody body.

That soul is very shallow, and it seems that it can dissipate at any time.

When his sword light fell, he watched Xiaojun's soul fly away.

He became famous because of this sword. He wiped away the evil spirits in the endless purgatory, and pacified all living beings in the ghost world, so the ghost world was much more stable.It was also at that time that his cultivation finally broke through the Ninth Heaven Realm.

There are new rumors in the market. It is rumored that Ji Wuxuan slashed mountains and rivers with one sword, shocked Kyushu with fame, shocked Guanhua when he was young, and dyed the sky for thousands of miles.

From that day on, Xiao Junlan never entered his dreams again.

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