This person is too murderous

In Fengdu City, a dark wind was blowing everywhere.

The sound of the piano resounded throughout the city, and the overwhelming resentment and hatred constantly impacted the minds of the three people.

Fortunately, Jiang Daoming protected them in time, and Longxiang Zhenqi had already used seven layers to block the impact of the sound of the piano.

After a while, the three of them came to where the bloody light was, which was a manor.

Along the way, the city was empty, not a single ghost was seen.

Blood light shrouded the manor, and traces of blood light lingered, forming a blood field.

Ear

A baby screamed, and a baby suddenly appeared, curled up, and floating in the air.

The hazy bloody light enveloped the baby, and a childish voice sounded: "The ghost mother is waiting for you, please come in."

The three of them looked at each other, and Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "Follow me, the master of the palace, and nothing will happen."

After that, he led them into the manor.

The baby floats to guide them.

Mo Yunqian glanced at the baby, her expression a little ugly.

The baby's skin is pale, his face is blue, and occasionally there is a green light shining.

The three of them followed the baby to the back garden, where flowers were in full bloom. The bright red flowers exuded an intoxicating fragrance, seeming to arouse people's inner memories, the person with the deepest memory.

Flower of the other shore!

A woman, dressed in red, with long hair, and a pale face, is sitting among the flowers, playing the strings of the piano.

"There are no flowers on the other side of the river. Did the ghost mother transplant it here?"

Jiang Daoming led the two of them to the woman in red and said indifferently.

Buzz

The music of the piano paused, and the woman in red stood up and bowed: "I have met you, sir."

"What a welcome slave." Jiang Daoming looked at the woman in red with indifference: "The master of the Demon Slayer Hall, Jiang Daoming, Yang Xuanming, the successor of the Sword Immortal, this is Miss Mo Yunqian."

"I've seen the Ghost Mother." The two said, cupping hands.

"It turns out that the descendant of the Sword Immortal is here." The woman in red smiled faintly and ordered: "Serve tea."

The baby floats, and three teacups arrive, filled with scarlet tea.

Jiang Daoming raised his hand and said, "You don't have to be so polite, Ghost Mother. We don't dare to drink the tea you invited."

"Palace Master Jiang is so powerful that even Po Meng can't make a single move." The woman in red walked slowly to the other side of the flower and reached out to pick one: "It is able to withstand the fragrance of the other side flower, and the palace master himself is not affected, which really surprises the slave family."

"The master of this palace once saw Bianhuahua by the Santu River. The Buddha there called it Manzhu Shahua."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "There is not a ghost in Fengdu City, but is it the ghost mother?"

"They were killed by the slave family." The Nine Son Ghost Mother said softly, as if she was talking about a trivial matter: "In this prison where they cannot leave, the slave family can solve them and prevent them from the pain of imprisonment. It is a great kindness. "

"What about Po Meng?" Jiang Daoming frowned.

"An old fool." Nine Son Ghost Mother said: "Meng Po Soup has been lost for a long time. The soup I made was extremely smelly, but I didn't want to admit it. I thought it would be good to leave her to relieve her boredom, but I didn't expect to be killed by the palace master. ”

"It seems that Po Meng hasn't been back to Fengdu City for a long time, and she doesn't even know the situation in the city."

Jiang Daoming said calmly: "The master of this palace is going to the third floor. Should the ghost mother do it for convenience and commit suicide on the spot, or should the master of this palace do it himself?"

Yang Xuanming and Mo Yunqian were twitching. This is the Nine Sons of Ghost Mother, a legendary ghost king-level existence. Is the palace master sure about it?

"The master of the palace wants to kill the Nu family?" The Nine Sons Ghost Mother's face did not change at all, she was very calm: "The Nu family has a better proposal, which is good for all three of them."

"Oh? Tell me." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

"Leave the heir of the Sword Immortal and this little girl, and the palace master will go to the third floor." The Nine Sons Ghost Mother said: "Or, the palace master will stay with the slave family, and they will leave."

"This palace master does not agree to this proposal." Jiang Daoming looked indifferent, and Long Xiang's true energy slowly gathered: "Ghost Mother, let's differentiate between the two."

"The slave family appreciates the palace master and hopes that the palace master can consider it."

The Nine Son Ghost Mother said softly, her whole body was filled with the fragrance of flowers from the other side. She lightly picked up the strings of the piano, and a scarlet blood light followed the sound of the piano and hit the three of them.

Buzz

Wherever the scarlet blood light passed, streaks of blood light suddenly lit up on the ground, impacting the dragon elephant's true energy.

Jiang Daoming frowned and pressed down with his right palm. The majestic dragon elephant's true energy suppressed the blood light.

But he saw a baby suddenly appear, scarlet blood shining, tearing apart the Dragon Elephant Qi.

As if teleporting, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother appeared in front of Jiang Daoming in an instant, and printed her pale palm towards Jiang Daoming.

Jiang Daoming stretched out his left palm, showing the dragon elephant's true energy.

Buzz

When the two palms touch each other, one is fierce and domineering, while the other is cold and cold.

There was a trace of surprise on the pale face of the Nine Son Ghost Mother, a bloody light lit up, and the power of her palms increased sharply.

Jiang Daoming frowned, and the Dragon Elephant Qi reached the ninth level.

With a bang, the palms of both hands were separated at one point, and the Dragon Elephant's true energy and scarlet blood light impacted in all directions, shattering the Flower of the Other Side.

Jiang Daoming took a step back, and the Dragon Elephant Qi quickly circulated, but it was still a step too late. The two of them breathed in the fragrance of the flowers on the other side, and their eyes were a little blurred.

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother returned to the guqin, the scarlet blood light shone, and the blood light on the ground rose again, dispersing the aftermath.

The shattered Hibiscus flower actually appeared again, and everything returned to how it was before.

A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Daoming's eyes. He didn't expect that the Nine Sons Ghost Mother had such a method.

"Palace Master Jiang's strength is unfathomable, but in the slave family's territory, the slave family still has more tricks." The Nine Sons Ghost Mother chuckled and said: "Palace Master Jiang, why don't you sit down quietly and admire this pair of lovers."

Jiang Daoming frowned, and the Dragon Elephant Qi was activated and poured into the two of them: "Be still and concentrate."

The dragon-elephant true qi was infused into the two men, and their bodies trembled slightly, but their expressions returned to normal.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mo Yunqian woke up and looked at the Nine-Child Ghost Mother with some anger: "You, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother, are you plotting against us two juniors?"

"The fragrance of the red spider lily is just to arouse the beloved in your heart."

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother chuckled: "What a loving couple, I really envy you."

"Hmm?" Jiang Daoming frowned: "Ghost Mother, this Palace Master is about to lose patience, I hope you cherish the last time."

"I am really happy about the ruthlessness of Palace Master Jiang." The Nine-Child Ghost Mother stared at Jiang Daoming with her eyes: "Palace Master Jiang wants to know the situation here? I can tell you, there is only one small condition."

"There is no need to mention the previous conditions." Jiang Daoming said coldly: "This Palace Master wants to kill you more."

"I just want to see their memories and the Palace Master's inner memories."

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother chuckled: "What I like most is the loving couple, just like the sword fairy and the wizard at the beginning, which is enviable."

"Just take a look?" Jiang Daoming frowned, a little unbelieving.

"Just take a look, the Palace Master's strength is not weaker than mine." The Nine-Child Ghost Mother smiled faintly and said, "If I have other actions, the Palace Master can stop me."

"I can show you my memories, but you must answer all my questions." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

The past memories are no longer important. To him, they are just some stories.