After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Master never expected that Yan Shixun would take advantage of the situation and attack him from behind when he lost his guard against the rear.

Originally, all the master's strength was concentrated in front of him, guarding against attacks from ghosts and gods.

But he didn't expect that Yan Shixun behind him would act together with the ghosts and gods in front, which made him unable to pull out his strength to deal with Yan Shixun behind him.

Can't go in, can't go back.

Master, who was flanked by front and back, could only watch the force so powerful that it covered the world swiftly and violently attack him under the anger and panic in his heart.

Yan Shixun's excessive speed brought a series of explosions, and the long sword composed of golden runes in his hand cut through the air and arrived behind the master in an instant.

The sharp sword aura reminded the master of all kinds of fear and pain when he was a human being, and the soft human skin was vulnerable to a single blow.

Ye Li raised his arm, pointing his icy fingertips at the master. During the movement, the tyrannical power of ghosts and gods roared like a beast, and the strong wind howled like a ghost, cutting off all the retreat routes in all directions, and the wind blade was like an invisible cage. , shrouded Master in it, it was inevitable to avoid it.

The master could only widen his eyes in horror, feeling the sharp blade sinking into his head bit by bit from behind, splitting open the place where the soul was concentrated.

The severe pain came, and the master howled loudly unbearably.

His wrinkled face was hideously distorted, and he could no longer see a trace of Gao Hua's compassion.

It seems that the beautiful but fake shell is ruthlessly peeled off, revealing the ugly and real inside.

Stepping on the steps of life, trying to grasp the soul of the ninety thousand li blue sky, where is the god?

Obviously a ghost.

Under the excruciating pain, Master struggled fiercely, trying to escape from the long sword made by Fu Wenhua.

But Shigong, who was distracted by the pain, didn't notice that his entire body was burning with the power from Ye Li and Yan Shixun.

Bright flames jumped, and all the chrysanthemums blooming on the human skin were enveloped in flames. The stretched petals quickly curled up and withered, and burned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The tongue of fire licked the human skin, and an unpleasant smell of scorched flesh and bloody smell permeated the air. The scorched black spread rapidly and carbonized on the human skin, and the pieces fell off.

The master's screams were heart-piercing, but they couldn't shake Yan Shixun's resolute mind.

Yan Shixun held the long sword tightly in one hand, and uttered the demon-killing spell clearly and lowly between his lips and teeth, making it impossible for the master to escape no matter how fiercely he struggled, while the other hand plunged into the flames without hesitation, and pointed straight at the master to be burned. Human skin with a big hole.

But the flame avoided Yan Shixun's palm, and moved to both sides as if consciously, revealing a direct path for Yan Shixun to reach the master.

The coffin swallowed by the master is clearly visible under the human skin.

The chrysanthemum patterns that covered the entire coffin and the gorgeous chrysanthemums that were blooming all over the coffin seemed to be frightened by the flames, receding like a tide, but they still couldn't escape the fierce pursuit of the flames, so they could only shake the petals desperately and were burned into A handful of ashes.

In the entire Nanming Mountain, all the blooming chrysanthemums seemed to be ignited by the flame on Shigong's body at this time, and quickly spread in the mountain, bright and hot flames jumped to every corner of the mountain where the chrysanthemums were blooming.

But those flames did not spread to the nearby plants and land, as if they were specially designed to burn the chrysanthemums.

Even in the clear river water, the chrysanthemum still cannot escape the end of being burned to the ground.

The waves of the river rippled and rippled, reflecting the dancing flames.The fire in the water is beautiful and strange.

Whether it is Changshou Village upstream or downstream, or the deserted Nancun Village behind the shade of Nanming Mountain, the underground river with deep caves, or the boundary around Nanming Mountain.

As long as there are chrysanthemums blooming, there will be bright flames burning, piercing all the darkness, and reflecting the night as fiery red and bright as the sun falling to the ground.

Downstream in Changshou Village, Lu Xingxing suddenly caught a glimpse of a light out of the corner of his eye.

He took a deep breath and looked up, only to find that the blooming chrysanthemum bushes in the village not far away had spontaneously ignited.

Lu Xingxing froze for a moment, thinking he was hallucinating.

He quickly raised his hand and rubbed his eyelashes, which were covered with rotting corpses, blood and flesh. He wanted to see the scene in front of him clearly, but he forgot that there was also a large amount of dirty flesh and blood on his hands. Instead, he rubbed the dirty blood. in the eye.

Lu Xingxing screamed and shed physical tears because of the pain in his eyes, and blinked frantically to make his vision clear.

Then he saw that it was not his own illusion.

——Not only the large area of ​​chrysanthemums in the center of the village, but also the side of each small wooden building, and even the dark places that are easily overlooked by the naked eye, are burning with raging fire.

Lu Xingxing was stunned.

"My dear God..."

He murmured in a low voice in a daze: "My aunt, what is my background? Is my uncle too good, this is fine?"

At the same time, Lu Xingxing also shuddered, and there was one more person who was afraid in his heart.

He made up his mind that from now on, he would not go west when his aunt said east, and he would not say a word when his aunt said shut up.

Lu Xingxing: Weak, pitiful, soft and cute QAQ.

However, the audience in front of the main screen of the live broadcast did not see this scene.

As early as when Lu Xingxing was happily humming and having fun on the suspended battlefield, the video platform was already frightened by him, spewing out a spit of water, and quickly asked the technicians to reduce the definition of the main screen, and the high-definition screen was stiff. The picture quality has been set back 40 years, and the snowflakes are still shining.

The audience in front of the main screen was bewildered by the color blocks all over the screen, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

However, Yan Shixun's attention was not on the chrysanthemum.

His gaze fell firmly on the big hole in the human skin that Master had opened, he reached in, and grabbed a corner of the coffin accurately and forcefully.

Just when Yan Shixun's palm touched the coffin, there was a sudden "bang bang!" sound from inside the coffin.

It shocked the split-screen audience who were originally engrossed.

Some people even threw their phones out screaming.

Yan Shixun had expected it long ago and was not frightened at all.

Moreover, there was a sound, which meant that Nan Tian was still alive and kicking, which made him feel a little relieved.

The reason why Yan Shixun was so eager to get close to Master was because of Nan Tian in the coffin.

Not only because Nan Tian's death will increase the strength of the master, but also allow the master, who has a chance to breathe, to escape from Ye Li's hands again.

It is also because of Nantian itself.

Yan Shixun saw Grandma Nan in a dream. It can be said that Grandma Nan not only saved Nan Tian from the nightmare, but also gave Yan Shixun a crucial reminder.

Grandma Nan once acted as a minion for a tiger without knowing it, and presided over the sacrifice to increase the strength of the master.This is her evil cause.

However, ever since Grandma Nan regained her memory because of Fengdu's trial, she, who hated her master's actions, was already repaying the consequences.

When Grandma Nan died in order to stop the master, her sins have been paid for, and all that is left is her merits.

And Yan Shixun also thanked Grandma Nan for her reminder.

Yan Shixun didn't want Nan Nan's hard work at the cost of her life to go to waste, and he didn't want Nan Tian to be hurt.

Therefore, he abandoned the more appropriate but time-consuming method, and chose the faster but riskier method.

Fortunately, although Yan Shixun did not tell his plan in order not to alarm the master, Ye Li still understood what he wanted to do from Yan Shixun's eyes and expression.

The two cooperated seamlessly, and with a tacit understanding that almost merged into one, they completed the front and back attack on the master.

It also allowed Yan Shixun to touch the coffin before the master did any real damage to Nan Tian's soul, and was able to rescue Nan Tian.

Nan Tian was awakened by the burning heat on his chest.

He had seen the god in a trance, and he was as kind and compassionate as he imagined before, so when the god said he wanted to make him happy, he agreed without hesitation.

In a blink of an eye, Nan Tian found himself in a garden full of chrysanthemums.

In front of the window of the small wooden building, the rattan chair shook slightly, as if the owner had just got up and left.

Nan Tian felt strange, and walked carefully through the flowers, trying to see if there were people from the program team in the small wooden building.

He always felt that the appearance of the garden was familiar to him, as if he had seen it near the small wooden building where the program group was located.

However, before Nan Tian entered the small wooden building, he found an old figure with a hunched waist appearing behind the window, looking at him sternly.

Nan Tian was stunned.

If...his grandma was still alive and aging, perhaps, it would be what he saw at this moment.

"Grandma..." Nan Tian murmured in a low voice, and walked over in disbelief.

He forgot what his grandmother told him in the nightmare before, only happiness and joy remain in his memory, and all troubles will be erased from the source.

Nan Tian only remembered that the god said that it would make his life happy.

He suddenly felt that he was really in the Taohuayuan now, even the grandmother who had been said to be dead by his parents had reappeared in front of his eyes.

The garden, the sunshine, the small wooden building, and his beloved grandma.

They will live happily and peacefully.

Yan Shixun failed to save himself, failed to give himself happiness, the gods did it.

Nan Tian was thinking in a trance, ah...So before, did I believe in the wrong gods?

"Wake up!"

However, the old woman yelled violently, and slapped the wall next to her with resentment, and looked at Nan Tian with resentment: "This silly child, he doesn't even know he's been cheated!"

It turned out to be a grandma!

Nan Tian looked at Grandma in confusion, wondering why she would not be happy about the reunion.

Grandma Nan pushed and pushed Nan Tian to go out of the garden: "Go, go immediately! Leave Nanming Mountain..."

Before Grandma Nan finished speaking, nor did it leave Nan Tian to ask Grandma Nan why, how she had been doing these years, the chrysanthemum bushes in the garden suddenly ignited violent flames.

Grandma Nan stopped pushing and shoving Nan Tian, ​​and the two of them stared blankly at the same time.

Nan Tian didn't know what was going on. He was well protected by Grandma Nan since he was a child, and he was sent away from Nancun early. Therefore, although he had the blood of the sorceress, he did not inherit any useful knowledge.

He just looked at the flames with question marks all over his head, and even panicked and wanted to find water to put out the fire.

But Grandma Nan looked at the chrysanthemums that were quickly burned to ashes in the flames, and slowly realized something.

The jumping flames were reflected in her old and cloudy eyes, and the blood red that was seeping faintly from under her eyeballs also quickly faded away, turning into the appearance that ordinary people would have.

Grandma Nan murmured softly in disbelief: "He did it, that ghost exorcist who entered the dream, he actually did it..."

Nan Tian looked at Grandma Nan strangely: "Grandma, do you know Brother Yan?"

Grandma Nan frowned and repeated his address, Nan Tian nodded, and said defenselessly: "Yes, Yan Shixun, brother Yan is a very powerful ghost exorcist."

The moment Nan Tian said Yan Shixun's name, the entire garden suddenly burst into a gust of wind, flames jumped and danced wildly, and ashes were blown away in the wind.

Nan Tian was blown by the wind and subconsciously tilted his head and closed his eyes.

However, when he noticed that the wind had finally stopped, and opened his eyes to look again, he found that the sunny and leisurely scene around him had disappeared.

Even grandma disappeared.

He was left alone, standing alone in the darkness.

It was as if the projector was turned off, and all the beautiful but false scenes originally projected disappeared, leaving only the cold reality.

Nan Tian was anxious, and wanted to run forward after calling for Grandma, looking for Grandma's figure.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he ran forward, his feet suddenly fell down as if he had stepped on the ground.

The strong sense of weightlessness made Nan Tian scream in fright.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Nan Tian yelled and opened his eyes suddenly.

Then he realized that he was actually in the darkness, but there were many golden threads emitting faint light in the darkness, all of which were tied to his body like the roots of mushrooms.

Such a weird scene made Nan Tian's scalp tingle and goosebumps all over his body.

But also because of the stimulation of overload, he suddenly recalled everything.

He is...in a coffin.

The scorching hot fabric on his chest brought back Nan Tian's confused thoughts just after waking up, and then he saw with his own eyes that those golden roots stuck to his body spontaneously ignited without fire, and burned up in the small space of the coffin. The flames.

Nan Tian was so frightened that he shouted "Brother Yan, save me!" subconsciously beat the coffin, eager to escape from the coffin, for fear that he would be burned to death by these flames.

And outside the coffin, after hearing the faint call, Yan Shixun's originally chilling brows and eyes slightly softened, and his heart sank back to his chest.

Away from the screaming and struggling master, Yan Shixun raised his eyes to meet Ye Li's and exchanged glances.

Ye Li understood what Yan Shixun wanted to express without needing Yan Shixun to say anything.

With a smile on the ghost's cold and solemn eyebrows, he nodded slightly towards his beloved exorcist, and responded to him.

Then, Ye Li stretched out his arm, and under Shigong's frightened eyes, he grabbed Shigong's Tianling Cap.

The slender palms with well-defined joints firmly hold the entire Tianling Cap in it, and then gradually tighten it, exerting force, and overwhelming pressure, it is the power that can crush ordinary people into flesh in an instant.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Master's heart-piercing shouts were tragic and full of fear.

He seemed to be begging Ye Li for mercy.

Those who try to steal the Dao in vain will only truly regret it when the real fear of death comes.

However, no good or evil in the soul can escape Ye Li's eyes.

As early as 20 years ago, Ye Li had seen through the soul named Nan Heye, and knew what kind of evil spirit he was in a cloak of compassion.

At that time, Shigong gave up everything to get a chance to escape from Ye Li.

And now, Yan Shixun is here.

The last line of life that shouldn't be left to sinful souls returned to the avenue.

Master is only one step away from becoming a god.

But he will always fall short of this step.

As long as the Dao is alive and the evil spirits walk in the human world, the miracle of the Dao of Heaven and Earth will appear.

When Yan Shixun and Ye Li merged into one...

Nothing can stop their steps.

——People have thousands of hexagrams, but heaven and earth only need one calculation.

Ye Li was not going to let Master escape again, so he didn't even give him a chance to beg for mercy.

Under his tightened palm, the master's head made a toothache cracking sound, as if the bones of the entire skull were crushed abruptly.

Master's face was so hideous and distorted that it was almost impossible to see a human figure.

It was just like a crumpled rag, held in Ye Li's hands.

And under the powerful force of the ghosts and gods that did not suppress it at all, the intense pain almost made the master faint. This pain even overwhelmed the burning pain of the master's human skin, so that he still didn't realize the pain on his body. In the end what happened.

Behind the master's sight, the spell in Yan Shixun's hand turned into a sharp blade, cutting a huge slit in the entire human skin from top to bottom.

Like a rag that has been forcibly spread.

The coffin, which was originally wrapped in human skin, fell out of it with a "bang!"

Yan Shixun had sharp eyes and quick hands, and the moment the coffin and the human skin were separated, he immediately kicked the coffin out, making the coffin away from the human skin as quickly as possible.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then he raised his eyebrows seriously again, and slightly nodded towards Ye Li, signaling that Nan Tian was out of danger.

After losing the power supplied from Nantian, the master who had been cut off from his vitality immediately appeared even more sluggish.If he hadn't been held in Ye Li's hands, he would have collapsed to the ground in an instant.

Ye Li lowered his eyelashes as thick as crow feathers, and looked at the master with cold eyes without a trace of warmth.

"Nanhe also."

Ye Li's deep and magnetic voice sounded.

"All the pain you give to others will return to yourself. This is the principle of karma."

"All the years of suffering for the soul and life will become the length of your suffering."

"You have to suffer from the burning fire in Fengdu, and the flame will not go out until all the time is paid. Until then, your soul will be wiped out and dissipated in the sky and the earth."

"Until you die completely, you will not have a moment of peace."

"This is the judgment of Feng Du."

The moment the last syllable of Yeli fell, the world lowered its eyes, and the avenue echoed.

The verdict against Master is now in effect.

Master Shigong's human skin, which had been scorched and blackened, instantly burst into flames with a "huh!"

The flames completely surrounded him, turning him into a ball of fire.

His soul will be trapped in the flames until all his sins are consumed and a thousand lives lost.

After a thousand years, he will be able to get relief.

——The so-called can't live, can't die.

From this moment on, the pain that master caused those dead lives to suffer will be eaten by itself.

Even if he regretted it for a long time, he could only cry in pain while weeping in regret, hating his own delusions and sins.

After thousands of years, if someone is able to enter Fengdu, he will see the soul that is placed in the flames used for lighting in the ghost city of Fengdu, howling and struggling all the time.

That is the soul named Nan Heye, re-experiencing the pain that thousands of people have felt.

Ye Li looked at the burning ball in the palm of his hand in disgust, and then he threw the fireball down the cliff and fell into the darkness of the abyss.

Immediately, Yin soldiers caught the fireball and took it to Fengdu to be punished.

Yan Shixun watched all this indifferently, he didn't hear Shigong's screams, and didn't waver at all.

Those who died in Changshou Village, as well as the souls who were sacrificed in Nancun Village...their resentment and obsession can finally be let go because of Master's complete defeat.

Even though many souls among those people lost the possibility of reincarnation due to being too incomplete, such an ending is enough to comfort their souls, so that they can finally close their eyes and rest in peace.

Only one step away from becoming a god, only the last winter festival.

But this is a sacrifice that will never be held.

At the same time, the entire Nanming Mountain is undergoing new changes.

The cold dead air dissipated, and the abundant vitality that shouldn't exist gradually fell back into the soil, re-nourishing the earth and giving birth to mountains and rivers. The ashes of the chrysanthemums were blown away by the cold wind in the mountains.

Upstream in Changshou Village, those hundreds of small wooden buildings that carried the last and most painful memories of each life collapsed, splashing dust all over the place.

A lot of dead bones and objects that were left behind rolled out of it, and then quickly weathered into ashes.

The last obsession of the soul dissipated, and the leftovers left in the world were no longer necessary.

The rotten smell was blown away by the wind, and the fresh and fresh plant smell of the mountains and forests covered it, gently pacifying the pain that had lasted for decades in the upper reaches of Changshou Village.

Like a mother gently patting the baby, humming a lullaby and shaking it gently, coaxing the baby to sleep.

Hundreds of remnant souls took one last look at the human world, then, smiling and closing their eyes, they dissipated in the sky and the earth before dawn.

Amidst the loud noise, Liu Ming screamed in horror and wanted to escape, but while running, he was shocked to find that his legs began to rot from bottom to top into dry bones, and quickly spread upwards.

He turned into a handful of dry bones, fell into the dust, and then weathered like those corpses.

Similar to Liu Ming, there are all the villagers in Changshou Village.

All those non-living and non-dead monsters who came back from the dead in the hanging coffin and became the villagers of Changshou Village who claimed happiness and new life according to the master, returned the life they had stolen at the moment when the heaven and the earth regained control of Nanming Mountain. went back.

Life and death are separated again, and the order between Yin and Yang is restored.

Ye Li also removed the power to change Nanming Mountain, allowing everyone to return to the state of life and death they should have had.

The sound of chains dragging on the ground came faintly from the dark mountain forest with mist floating, dead and ethereal.

That was the footsteps of the ghosts coming to fetch the souls of the dead to the underworld.

The innocent will die, and the guilty will go to hell.

Liu Ming and other villagers will pay for their sins there.

The gurgling river washed down, mixing the dust from the upper reaches into it, and the originally clear river became turbid.

But it's a real flaw.

Fake flowers do not need to experience pain, birth, old age, sickness and death, but at the same time they are lifeless, just a false freshness.

Only real plants have pests, dead branches and leaves, but they can also stretch out in the sun and sway under the rain and dew.

That is life.

Downstream in Changshou Village, everyone in the program team felt dizzy and their limbs felt cold.

They got up from the ground in a daze, and looked around blankly.

Zhang Wubing looked at the village that still smelled burnt after the fire, and was frightened by the horrific scene of blood and flesh splattering all around.

——In particular, not far from him, Lu Xingxing was holding a bloody knife in one hand, and touching a face that was also covered in blood with the other hand.

It looks as scary as a hell map of evil spirits.

Zhang Wubing, who didn't know what happened before, looked at all this in a daze, and immediately, a guess that was absurd but very reasonable because of his physique emerged from his mind.

I should... not be dead, right?

So this is hell?

Zhang Wubing cried out, snot and tears from grief.

"Brother Yan, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu than your cutest little illness is the cutest little illness of your cutest little illness, what should I do now?'

Lu Xingxing turned back when he heard the voice: "???"

What's going on, is Director Zhang scared stupid?

——Lu Xingxing didn't realize at all how terrifying his image was at this time, like a murderous maniac.

But in such a scene...that is a man-eating ghost.

While Lu Xingxing was in a daze full of question marks, the rest of the program team and the rescue team also slowly woke up.

However, before everyone fully woke up, they saw the image of Lu Xingxing for the first time, and their hearts almost jumped out of their throats in fright.

"Fuck!!!"

Lu Xingxing tilted his head, and a huge question mark slowly appeared above his head.

"……Um?"

And it wasn't until the ball of fire disappeared into the black mist, and the screams of the master disappeared among the mountains, that Yan Shixun indifferently withdrew his gaze, stepped forward with his long legs, and walked towards the coffin that he had kicked aside.

Because before, he only wanted to keep Nan Tian away from Shigong immediately, lest Shigong find another chance to hurt Nan Tian, ​​so Yan Shixun didn't care about Nan Tian's comfort.

The coffin first hit the mountain wall, and then fell heavily on the ground. The whole coffin was completely turned upside down after rolling several times.

Nan Tian, ​​who was locked inside, naturally followed the coffin to experience the feeling of a wild and pure natural roller coaster.

Nan Tian was so badly thrown that he almost vomited out of the coffin.

And after those chrysanthemums were reduced to ashes, the patterns on the coffin faded away, and it was just an ordinary coffin. For Yan Shixun, it was easy to turn over this weight.

As soon as Yan Shixun lifted the coffin, Nan Tian immediately covered his mouth with one hand and grabbed the edge of the coffin with the other, trying to push himself out of the coffin. Before he could even say a word, he hurriedly stepped out of the coffin tremblingly and staggered to the side , holding the mountain wall and vomited.

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his lips.

That's right, it looks like it's alive and well, so it's probably not a big problem.

If Nan Tian knew what Yan Shixun was thinking, he would definitely cry for him on the spot.

Do you call this life and death QAQ.

However, compared to the result of being deprived of all vitality and even life by Master, the result now is unimaginably good.

Nan Tian felt uncomfortable and moved at the same time, his whole body's emotions were distorted to the point of becoming distorted.

On the contrary, Yan Shixun's audience in front of the split-screen, after being worried for so long, finally stared at the screen nervously for a while, and found that things seemed to gradually calm down, and they were no longer as dangerous as before.

They realized, as if... already safe?

Many people were so excited that tears filled their eyes, and some people were still worried that there would be another disturbance.

[I didn't dare to close my eyes all night, for fear that something might happen. ]

[I'm so nervous, asshole!I was finally able to get out of bed to go to the bathroom, hoo, I was about to suffocate to death. ]

[Is Nan Tian okay?Why does he look so bad and still throwing up? ]

[My god, I used to dare to argue with people whether this is a prop or a real ghost, but now I don’t dare to ask at all, for fear that people will say it’s real, I’d rather believe it’s a prop! ]

[I think, I have always had a shadow of Huang Ju...]

[Thank you for the invitation, I'm in the toilet and I just came back from vomiting.It's disgusting, flowers grow from the skin, vomit! ]

[I was too scared to move all night, my hands were numb. ]

[I only dare to look at it when I hold the cat, but now the cat looks at me like it is looking at a perverted QvQ. ]

[Very good!Brother Yan is fine, everyone is fine, I cried until my pillow was soaked. ]

[No more accidents?Ahhh so scared. ]

"Brother Yan." After taking a few glances at Yan Shixun, Nan Tian asked him hesitantly and weakly: "Is the one on your shoulder a split screen?"

Nan Tian touched his shoulder in a daze, and asked strangely, "Why is mine missing?"

Because of his reminder, Yan Shixun raised his hand to touch his shoulder, and felt a small bulge under his fingertips.

He didn't expect that when he followed the river from the downstream to the upstream, the split-screen camera was still there.

Yan Shixun didn't care, he took off the camera casually and threw it to Nan Tian: "Here you are."

Nan Tian hurriedly caught it: "Ah? Brother Yan, I don't want it..."

And because it was picked off, the split screen was also turned off.

The audience just wanted to see if Yan Shixun was injured, but the screen went black instantly.

[………]

[Brother Yan ah QAQ]

Seeing that Nan Tian was fine, Yan Shixun took his attention away from him and turned to look at Ye Li next to him.

Ye Li stood quietly on the spot, never taking his eyes off Yan Shixun.

Seeing Yan Shixun looking at him at this time, Ye Li also smiled back: "Shixun."

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, and before he could think about what to say, the sharpness remaining on his handsome face softened a little bit, and his eyes were stained with a smile.

He strode towards Ye Li with his long legs.

Under the expectant eyes of the other party, Yan Shixun chuckled lightly, and his voice was soft and deliberate: "You said before... that you are the Lord of Fengdu? The situation was urgent before, and it seems that I haven't had time to ask you about this matter."

Ye Li suddenly felt that Yan Shixun's smile seemed a little cold.

His tall body froze for a moment, and subconsciously glanced back.

In the abyss, the black mist dissipated, revealing the figures of the soldiers who had been cleaning up the wreckage of the battlefield below.

When Ye Li looked at the soldiers, their originally powerful figures froze.

So, are ghostbusters angry?Angry that the Lord General didn't say everything?

Good question, they don't know either.

The actions of the soldiers suddenly seemed to be on the accelerator button, quickly clearing the battlefield and then disappearing quickly. The originally majestic and shocking image actually seemed to retreat in embarrassment.

Ye Li, after thinking silently for a few seconds, still found a reason for himself.

The main reason is that Shi Xun never asked, so he didn't have a chance to speak.But now, isn't it just the opportunity?

Ye Li turned around, and there was no trace of panic on his calm and stern face.

However, when meeting Yan Shixun's eyes, Ye Li still couldn't hold back, and started to laugh softly.

"Yes."

Ye Li's face melted into a gentle smile: "I am, the Lord of Fengdu, in charge of life and death."

"However, I prefer to be your companion—or even your lover."