The ghost willows controlled by Fan Wushi and Jiang Qulian's ghost generals waged a brutal and vast war on the road to the underworld. Hundreds of millions of willow branches turned into blood-sucking snakes, whipping and entangled in the forest. Rough roots protrude from the blood-colored fertile soil, dragging them mercilessly into the ground and becoming their nourishment.
For a moment, the shrill ghost cry resounded through the netherworld, piercing the eardrum like a needle, making one's hair stand on end.
Jiang Qulian and Xie Bian had gone through more than a hundred tricks, and Cui Jue's words just now not only angered him, but also disturbed his mind, forcing him to recall the memory he was least willing to relive.
He couldn't face his own stupidity, let alone accept that he had exhausted everything but got nothing, and instead ended up being thrown into the realm of hungry ghosts.
He will always remember the moment when he ate thousands of fierce ghosts and finally became the King of Ghosts. The first thing he did was to sneak into the Hall of Yama and search for the files of his trial. He wanted to know what he had done in his previous life to be punished like this. He ate his mother, companions, and followers. instinct. For hundreds of years, he has been like a wild animal that can go crazy at any time. After waking up countless times, he finds that he has stuffed his mouth full of rotten meat, or that the people he cares about have been gnawed by him until only stumps and bones remain.
When he saw the few pages in the dossier, he was greatly stimulated and remembered all that he had suffered in his previous life. He degenerated from an immortal Asura who transcended reincarnation into a hungry ghost worse than animals. , but because he fell in love with an unattainable god who had never looked at him directly. It turned out that the greatest evil he did deliberately was to smash seventy-two fairy peaches.
At that moment, he felt more pathetic and ridiculous than hatred. Although he was stupid, it was not up to others to control his own destiny. What should really be smashed was the absolute status of the gods, which was used by the Tiangong to rule the Three Realms. The means of life and death rewards and punishments—six realms of reincarnation, why should heaven and man enjoy privileges, why should he be a hungry ghost, why should the six realms of reincarnation divide all living beings into high and low, and why Lan Jiang doesn’t even Willing to look at him.
The seeds of hatred planted at that time, watered by the blood and tears of two generations, eventually became a towering tree. Its root system is the poison deeply implanted in the soul. Only blood, killing and revenge can alleviate the biting pain when the poison occurs. .
When he saw Lan Chuihan in Chidi City, even though this Lan Chuihan was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, even though this Lan Chuihan was chic and easy-going and loved to laugh, not aloof and indifferent at all, even though this Lan Chuihan It was just a mortal body, and it was rumored that he was weak and sick when he was young, and almost died, but he was still sure at a glance that Lan Chuihan was the reincarnation of Lan Jiang, and he would never forget this face.
It's hard to describe the turbulent emotions at that moment, he still remembers the trembling feeling all over his body, he was here to see the excitement, but without thinking about it, he fucked a person on the spot, that person was the second son of Qi Mengsheng, the head of the Cangyu Sect. Disciple, responsible for receiving the Lan family who came to Chidi City to cast swords with Shennong Ding, and his name also has a cloud word-Yunzhongjun. Just because Lan Chuihan hugged him with a smile, stared at him, and called him "Brother Yun".
What he thought and imagined in his previous life was nothing more than the god who looked down upon him, who could look at him seriously and call out his name. Such a humble and pitiful wish was annihilated in countless pains and torments. Distorted so that you can't see the original face.
Now this reincarnation of Lan Jiang, even though he doesn't remember anything, even though he is already a mortal body, he neither dares to ignore him, nor is he his opponent, even younger than him, but he still wants to follow this person. What he got, to make up for what he didn't get. Therefore, his identity in the world has completely become Lord Yunzhong. During those ten years, while arranging his plans, he deliberately approached Lan Chuihan.
He finally saw so many emotions in those eyes as he wished, such as joy, admiration, focus, fascination, and emotion. Facing Lan Chuihan whose eyes were full of him, his The soul was split in two, half addicted and half angry.
He was angry that Lan Chuihan was not the real Lan Jiang, and neither was what he got. He was angry that he couldn't let go of a substitute. He was angry that six hundred years had passed, and he still couldn't let go.
A thought came up in his mind, he wanted Lan Chuihan to remember, he didn't know why Lan Chuihan was demoted to a mortal, but this person had to remember. He wants to make that invincible god remember how he treated him in his previous life, and then see with his own eyes how he subverts the three worlds and six realms, how he reverses the superiority and inferiority between the two, and how he avenges his shame.
Lan Chuihan had to remember, so he threw it into the nightmare room. As long as he kept repeating the strongest and most painful memory, Lan Chuihan would recover the memory of his previous life under great stimulation. He will let Lan Chuihan see with his own eyes how he rules the nether world and how he controls the six realms of reincarnation.
Although there are obstacles in his plan, everything is moving in the direction he planned, and no one can stop him, no one!
When he lost his mind several times, Jiang Qulian was wounded three times by Xie Bian. He tried to calm himself down, but Cui Jue's words were so destructive that he was on the verge of going crazy. Although he has made great achievements in cultivating ghosts, if he does not become a fairy, he will not be able to change his nature as a hungry ghost. He has escaped the control of low-level hunger. He has become a queen of ghosts and has not lost control for two hundred years However, once he loses control, he will return to the most primitive instinctual desire - to eat, so he must not lose control.
With a flash of his figure, he turned into a strange red mist, spreading around Jie Bian. Jie Bian turned around to defend in the red mist vigilantly. Sure enough, a huge ghost claw grabbed at the sword's direction fiercely.
The two passed by, and Xie Bian's shoulder was swept by the ghost's claws, causing burning pain. He hurriedly made a detoxification formula, but he still saw the wound quickly turn black and smelly under the action of the corpse poison.
Jiang Qulian stretched out his tongue and gently licked the bloody fingertips: "Your blood is sweet and tastes good. I think your heart and your pill must also be delicious."
"Come and get it if you have the ability." Xie Bian held his sword in front of him, and sneered, "I think you are only bluffing, but you are actually cowardly and cowardly. You have been entangled with Lan Chuihan for two lives, and you didn't even dare to marry him in his previous life." Look, it's pathetic."
Xie Bian also discovered that constantly stimulating Jiang Qulian can disturb his mind, and the one who can stimulate the ghost king in red the most is Lan Chuihan.
Jiang Qulian's eyes became redder and redder: "What about you, how much courage do you have to face the past? When you found out that your previous life was helpless, incompetent, useless, and a crushing defeat?"
"I don't want to face it, but I still face it." Jie Bian asked in the same tone, "What about you?"
"If you didn't rescue Lan Chuihan, I should have heard about his past life from him. Will he explain, argue, or repent? No matter what, he will pay the price for his past life."
"He won't, because after he came out of the nightmare room, the nightmare was in his heart, and he is like a walking dead now." Xie Bian said coldly, "Is this what you want to see?"
Jiang Qulian's expression moved slightly, and he snorted mockingly again: "That's what he deserves."
Xie Bian stopped talking nonsense with him. Seeing more and more ghost soldiers and ghost generals swarming in, Fan Wuxue was manipulating the ghost willow alone to defend against thousands of troops. This battle must be resolved quickly. Unfavorable, he took out the map of the mountains and rivers from the Qiankun bag: "Jiang Qulian, suffer death."