"Let's go." The ink burned, and suddenly thought of something, with a worried look on his face, "Master, I killed so many Yin soldiers, I am afraid the ghost world will finish playing with us."
"It doesn't matter." Chu nightning said, "The move just now will not make the opponent's soul fly away. They just have their souls shattered, and they will gather again in a few days."
The ink burned the words and looked carefully, and sure enough, there was a little bit of soul broken light floating in the scorching embers, like a firefly. Before I could see more, Chu nightning had already pulled him and said, "Run."
After the broken walls and ruins, a more violent group of soldiers and wolves rushed to the hog. Chu nightning and Mo Ran sprinted on the Biwa Feizhu, and the ink burned and asked: "Master, since they will not die, they will If you can't offend the ghost world, why don't you let me pour more spiritual power to repel them all?"
Chu nightning said coldly: "You try the trick just now."
Although Mo Ran didn't know why he said this, he still tried it. Unexpectedly, this time, it was only a small cluster of fireworks, and he seemed to be very tired, where did he have the momentum of swallowing the mountains and rivers of Sun and Moon Town.
"The more spiritual power you fill, the longer you need to rest." Chu nightning said, "It's too late. Do you remember?"
"remembered."
After a pause, the ink burned and said.
"Master. I suddenly remembered something. Guess what I thought of?"
"what?"
"I thought that in Taoyuan Illusion, you also taught me to make a rattan whip. At that time, you were very short." Mo Ran grinned and made a good gesture, "I can't even reach my waist."
Chu nightning heard the words and was suddenly tripped.
"Be careful!"
"Go away." If he was still alive, Chu nightning's ears should be red. He was annoyed, "You are so promising, and you are inversely taller than Xia Si, why don't you compare with me?"
The ink burned and smiled. He didn't compare with him. Although he is taller now, he is no longer as tall as the master when he was in Caidie Town, but he is just on an equal footing.
He glanced at the master, and secretly wrote down a stroke. In a few years, when his body is completely completed, he must compare and compare Chu nightning.
Here, Emperor Stepping Immortal is doing a small abacus, and Yuheng is in a complicated mood in the evening over there.
Although he mostly guessed that Mo Ran already knew that he was Xia Sini's business, but listening to him say this with his own ears, he still felt that he had lost his face, and his face had no place to rest.
After all... He raised his head and shouted "Senior Brother".
The more you think about it, the more embarrassed you are, the more you think about it, the more angry you are. Chu nightning ran faster and left the ink behind.
The ink burned his mind, and he was not in a hurry to chase. He only stayed half a step away and followed him firmly. They fled against the roaring night wind and looked at the man who was close at hand. The red clothes were bullying blood, like falling maple and flowing clouds. The golden butterflies on the robes were embroidered to life, and the robes became more and more colorful.
A bitter and sweet satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.
At this moment, he is grateful, he can still see Chu Wanning, and he can still be instructed by Chu Wanning as in the past.
In a few years, if it goes well, he can lower half of his head and smile with a smile: "The disciple is taller than the master, and the disciple stands obediently, and the master can step on his feet."
His heart is very warm and hot, just thinking that God really treats him well.
Not everyone who makes a mistake can have the opportunity to start over, and not everyone can tolerate and forgive when they are hurt.
His master is a cold-hearted person, and it took him so long to know.
Two more groups of chasing soldiers were driven, and the main entrance of the palace entrance was within sight.
Looking back, those soldiers were thrown far away and could no longer catch up with them. The ink burned a little relieved, and then the breath was not relieved to the end, and I heard a thunder in front of me.
In the thunder and fire, a huge shoulder tree appeared, and eight brave men with tangled muscles knelt on the shoulders, carrying them steadily. A chubby man wrapped in a white animal fur, with long hair scattered, and a languid demeanor, was lying on top of it, with a beautiful woman in his arms, one was beating his shoulders, and the other was feeding him cherries.
Although this potbellied man is a soul, he has cultivated into a physical body, so the fruit is eaten like a living person, not just passing through to taste it.
The man licked his lips, grabbed the chin of the beauty, and kissed him greasy, and then he opened his eyes, took a look at Chu nightning and Mo Ran, and sneered.
"This is really not good. The treasure in this king's appearance was robbed by someone who didn't know the appearance."
He said, leisurely.
"Little Xianjun, who gave you the courage?"
Chu nightning's face was ashen, and his expression was extremely ugly.
He was actually called "baby" by such a greasy slut in front of the burning ink... If his mana was still there, Tianwen might have already twisted this bastard into pieces.
Mo Ran's face is not good-looking, but knowing that he is now cultivated is not enough to fight against the ghost king while protecting Chu nightning, so he can only talk.
He took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "My lord, I'm sorry, I destroyed so many rooms in your palace, but I want to take this man away."
"Oh, if you say take it away, take it away?" The Four Ghost Kings laughed, "Look what he's wearing? I'll teach you to be good, that one is called the robe of a ghost marriage, in other words, it is The auspicious clothes of our ghost world. He wears my auspicious clothes, and he is my ghost. He can't walk through the gate of the palace. If you don't believe me, try it."
After a pause, he added: "If you force him to go out, I'm afraid you will be smashed by the spiritual power on the wedding robe at the entrance of the palace, but think about it clearly."
The ink burned and suddenly understood why Rong Jiu said that everyone was bound in the main hall, but Chu nightning was not. It turned out that he was wearing this red shirt...
Squeezing his fingers into a fist, the ink burned: "I want to take him away, naturally I can't let the prince suffer. What the prince wants, I will try my best to give it."
"This king only wants beautiful women. And recently, the gentle and obedient food is tired, and this king still likes the kind next to you. It's cool and doesn't like to deal with people. That's the taste."
"… "
Seeing the color of Mo Ran and Chu Wanning, the four ghost kings also found it interesting, sat up slowly, and said: "However, to tell the truth, this king has been in the underworld for so many years, the first time I saw someone breaking into me. There are wild things in the palace. It's a bit interesting, can you ask me out of curiosity, who are you?"
The ink burned: "He is my master."
"It's just Master." The ghost king spread his hands and said with a smile, "I thought it was a relationship between life and death."
The ink burned: "...he doesn't like you, what's the use of you staying strong."
The ghost king waved his hands lazily: "Childish, it doesn't matter if you like it or not. What this king sees is his flesh and blood, and he doesn't want his heart."
"… "
"Besides," the ghost king said with a smile, "he doesn't like me, does he like you? If he is your hair-wearing person, I really don't have any interest. Although this king loves beautiful women, he really doesn't. The one who drank the cup and closed the warehouse. It's a pity, he is just your master."
After hearing these words, Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed.
"Is your lord serious?"
"This king is the dignified Lord of the Fourth Floor of the Underworld, what are you kidding you to do?"
"Then let me ask one more question, if the master has a marriage promise, and then put on the auspicious clothes of the prince, will it still be effective?"
"Naturally, it's useless. This king never likes to play with people, husbands, people, and wives." The Four Ghost Kings frowned, "But why are you asking this? Is your master married?"
Chu nightning wanted a face and said: "It didn't work."
The ink burned shamelessly and said: "It's done."
Four Ghost Kings: "..."
Before Chu Wanning said more, the ink burned suddenly and grabbed his hand and took him to the main door. As he walked, he turned around and said to the Four Ghost Kings: "My lord, don't pay attention to him, my master has a bad memory. You see what you just said, if he becomes a relative, this auspicious costume will not work. Let's not be rude. , I will take him out, if it goes out smoothly, I will ask the lord to let us live, if I lie, it will be life and death without resentment."
Chu nightning said: "Ink burning - are you crazy? At the beginning of Caidie Town, it was just a show, and it wouldn't count at all-"
"Why won't it count." The ink burned resolutely, but he was very determined. "I drank the wine and smashed my head. There is a high hall and a back soil, so it doesn't count."
"Ink burning...!"
The ghost king has lived in the underworld for a thousand years and a thousand years, and it is really boring to stay there. Suddenly seeing such a dispute, he finds it very funny, and sits down and holds his cheeks. He patted the thigh of the beauty next to him and asked her to feed him another piece of preserved fruit, chewing and saying, "It's done, you go. If you go out smoothly, I won't stop you. If you die, then ask for it."
The ink burned: "Thank you."
The main entrance of the palace is covered with a layer of enchantment flashing with a faint purple light. Apparently it's for a sleepy ghost. The closer Chu nightning is to the enchantment, the more reluctant it is. How could such a half-assed ghost marriage be counted...
But the ink burned close to him at this time, and whispered to him: "Master, don't worry, your marriage contract with me will definitely work."
"How does it work?!"
"Listen to me once. I know this in my heart." He said, clasping the fingers of Chu Wanning with his backhand, and there was fine sweat in his palm.
"If it is extremely unfortunate, I will also accompany the master."
Chu nightning was shocked, widened his phoenix eyes, and looked at him stunned, as if he had never seen the person in front of him.
The ink burned at him and smiled, and the pear vortex melted: "I owe the master a lot, this time, I will not leave the master alone."
"..." Chu nightning was silent for a long time and whispered, "Why."
"What about Master? Why is it necessary?"
Chu nightning lowered his eyelashes, and then sighed softly, and finally stopped pushing. The two stood hand in hand at the barrier where the purple electricity was flowing, and behind them were the spooky sprites who were sitting around watching the fun.
"go?"
"Walk."
I don't know who clasped who's hand first, so hard, cold folded hot, sweaty wrapped dry, pale and close to wheat.
Skyfire is galloping, thunder and lightning are roaring.
The barrier was like a huge torrent and waterfall. They stepped in almost at the same time, and the lightning and flint slaughtered down. , burnt to ashes.
The thunder fire burst into scorching eyes, so dazzling that it was almost white.
Seeing that it is about to fall on the two of them, although the ink burned before this, what I thought in my heart has always been to respect the teacher and love the teacher from now on, not to be disobedient, let alone to sully the teacher.
But at this moment of unknown survival, he turned his head suddenly, and suddenly wanted to see the face of Chu nightning again.
However, it was found that in the turbulent dense rain formed by the enchantment, Chu nightning was also looking at himself.
Those phoenix eyes used to be sharp, resolute, regretful, hateful, forbearing... But at this moment, it seems that there is a tranquility when everything will be extinguished.
Also, I don't know if it was his delusion.
And affectionate.
Mo Ran has never seen Chu Wanning's eyes, his head roared, and he felt that the buildings in the city were collapsing. Suddenly there was a warm love in his chest, and he pushed the solid gray and black rock formations. , broke out. He didn't even have time to think about what kind of feelings it was, but felt that his heart was hot and his blood was boiling.
Between the thunder and lightning, he stretched out his hand without thinking and hugged Chu nightning tightly in his arms.
The frantic heartbeat hit the trembling soul.
Chest against chest.
Before he went to the ghost world, he actually didn't have the idea of dying with Chu nightning. He always felt that the person he loved was a teacher, and if he wanted to live and die together, he would only be with the teacher.
But when the catastrophe really came down.
He couldn't help but think about it, and hugged him in his arms, as if he wanted to rub the other party's flesh and blood into his own, and hide his soul in his own.
Chu nightning.
I'll be with you.
I…
"Oh, I didn't expect that it is really a mandarin duck." A leisurely joking sound suddenly came from my ear, "This king has caught the wrong ghost? This Immortal Monarch is actually married Xu Baitang has the soul of a master. ?"
The ink burned and opened his eyes suddenly.
The thunder and lightning that should have torn them to pieces turned into thousands of dandelions, dancing and flying around them, fluttering back to the snow.
The four ghost kings stood up with a smile, stood not far from the palace gate, and clapped their hands slowly: "It's been boring for hundreds of years, but today I saw a good show."
Chu nightning: "..."
The ink has not returned to his senses, his head is still dizzy, look at the four ghost kings, and turn to look at the people in his arms. Suddenly realizing that it was really unreasonable to hold Master like this, he hurriedly put his hand away. Chu nightning also recovered from the trance, he turned his face, and he didn't know what he looked like.
After a while, he straightened his clothes and stood beside him without saying a word.
In order to break the embarrassment, the ink burned up and asked the four ghost kings: "How, never lied to the king."
"Never, never."
The Four Ghost Kings shook their heads with half a smile.
"Day after day, it's been a long time since I've seen such a lively scene. Okay, I'll show you a good show for you. Go on your own. There are so many beauties in this king, and there is no shortage of souls who have already married. ."
Mo Ran immediately became cheerful and thought: These four kings are much more magnanimous than the nine kings that Chu Xun met. Although he is a prostitute and a demon, he always does what he says, and looks like a prince.
He thought like this, and he was about to leave with Chu nightning.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the clouds and mist in the sky drifted away, and the moonlight shone on the ink burning body, quietly casting a thick black shadow.
The four kings didn't respond at first, but they were still smiling. He was delighted to see a rare event. He turned around and motioned to the beauties next to him to feed him another grape.
The beauty peeled off the purple peel with her fingertips, and handed the fresh, sweet and crystal clear flesh to the four kings' lips. The four kings were about to open their mouths when they suddenly realized something was wrong, and suddenly turned around and said sharply, "Stop!"
His eyes stared at the shadow of the ground, his eyes lifted inch by inch, and finally fell on the face of the ink.
"...Look, what is that on the ground?"
The ink burned and lowered his eyes, and then he suddenly found that there was still a vague shadow under his feet!
The playful expressions of the four kings were swept away, and he narrowed his long and narrow eyes, where the luster of the vultures shone before they ate.
"You can go to hell with your flesh and blood?"