long night walk

Chapter 302
Wu Bu, who was ignored by the ghost, couldn't help showing annoyance.

He was young and frivolous, and was favored by the sect master. For more than ten years of cultivation, he also adhered to the rules of the right way, and never looked down on these sinister ways.

He couldn't help snorting coldly: "Don't think that you are a ghost and a heroic spirit beside the young master. What are you proud of? I am very different from you, a ghost like you. If you want to live under the light of the right path, you are not worthy of talking to me with a sinful ghost like you."

Hong Ying turned half of her face, and the black veil covering her face was lifted by the wind, revealing a pale chin and lips.

The bridge of the tall and heroic nose was wrapped in layers of blind belts, which were as wide as a palm, covering almost half of his cheeks.

She curved the corners of her bleak lips: "Little Mao, you came to talk to me first, but I never thought of answering you, so why did you make a fuss? You don't talk like that in front of your suzerain. Does it make sense?"

"you--"

"And..." Hong Ying smiled coldly: "If you want to become the Thirteen Swords, you don't just talk about it, at least, no one of the Thirteen Swords I know will only rely on the Lei Wu given by the Sect Master. The magic spear is majestic, and if you lose the spear in your hand, just relying on the strength of your mere Kaiyuan realm, do you really think you can withstand the offensive of You Guilang's eyes?"

Wu Bu was extremely angry: "I am only twenty this year, and I have only practiced for more than ten years!"

You Guilang is a big ghost who has lived for 3000 years.

Hong Ying suppressed the smile on her lips, and said coldly: "The lady of the Fang family is only 16 years old tonight, but she can fight against You Guilang by herself without fear of retreating. With this mentality alone, you are not as good as you are!" her."

Wu Bu's face was red and white for a while, but he couldn't say a word.

Qionglou is towering, and Yushu is swaying.

The blue-colored yin fire illuminates the immortal city that never sleeps, and the quiet and deadly deserted house seems to be burning in the night.

Cultivators from all over the city looked at Yaoyao Gushan from a distance, with different expressions.

On the Xianling stage, the Empress Jun, who was slightly drunk on the cold stone, slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes that were filled with dark ink had disappeared like the warm halo of spring rain on the street, and a somewhat inexplicable cold expression flashed in the eyes looking towards the west.

Before the case, she was lowering her head and writing, and the female official Sixi, who was writing something seriously, also raised her head, her pale eyes flickered slightly, and her voice was slightly cold: "This love is a little too restless, under the eyes of the lady, How dare you use such a cunning trick."

Empress Jun Huang shook the wine glass in her hand lightly, and said indifferently: "That old thing Taiyin can hide his eyes."

Qingxuan's voice sounded a little angry: "The Devil's Crying Bead came from the Underworld, and it is the deceptive eye that confuses the turbidity of Yin and Yang. That love dared to use the power of the Devil's Crying Bead to deceive the empress. With the momentum of bones forming a mountain, he is really courageous!"

The strange color in Empress Jun Huang's eyes immediately disappeared, and she slowly raised her brows, unable to deny it.

Qingxuan was silent for a moment, then she put down the red sandalwood wolf in her hand and said solemnly: "Niangniang, even if Fengqing is the gatekeeper of the bronze gate, it must not be left."

Empress Jun Huang looked at the immortal city under her, and after a long period of silence, she slowly let out a sigh, a faint arc appeared on her lips, but deep in her eyes, there was a hidden meaning that no one could interpret. of deep shadows.

"If you can't stay any longer, then don't stay."

Qing Xuan felt a little surprised and confused. Although You Guilang's style was very heinous, but he was still very useful to the Empress.

She didn't like You Guilang's cruel murderous temper, and she couldn't bear it in her eyes.

But she never imagined that Niangniang would really give up a useful ghost chess so easily.

Since Niangniang said no to stay, then You Guilang is naturally exhausted.

Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that Empress Jun Huang took a sip of the cold wine in the cup, and then lay back lazily, without any intention of doing anything.

She hesitated for a while, unable to guess what Niangniang's intention was, so she called softly: "Niangniang, but do you need Qing Xuan to take action?"

She saw the niangniang waved her hand in disinterest: "It's just a little thing that can't be put on the table, why bother, there will naturally be a well-behaved and sensible good boy to clean him up, Qingxuan, you are a lot of age. If you can not toss, let’s toss less.”

Qing Xuan, who was so depressed because of his 'a lot of age', was really speechless.

If You Guilang is a small thing who can't stand on the stage, how can he be able to roam the world for 3000 years, killing at will, making the talented practitioners who have emerged in these years famous and feared.

Now there are only some late-born juniors in the city, why do you have such great confidence in them, madam, thinking that they can accept this ghost?
Although she was a female official in the Kunlun Jing Ruins, she didn't like to pay tribute to worldly affairs. It was obvious that the lady's heartless appearance made her feel a little sympathetic and pitiful towards the little guys in the city.

Taking out an astrolabe, the lady official held a skeptical attitude and deduced it well.

At the end of the deduction, she couldn't help but be stunned, so unexpected.

Western ghosts, their fate has been fixed.

It is really lifeless, ghosts disappear, yin disappears and yang arises.

You Guilang, must die!

How could such a ridiculous conclusion be deduced.

Qing Xuan has always been confident in his divination and deduction techniques, and naturally there is no chance of any mistakes.

She looked complicated for a long time before she said: "Niangniang, if the love of the mother falls, who can continue to hold the key to the bronze door for her?"

Empress Jun Huang chuckled softly and said, "The little paper ball from Zhongyouli, the child beside him is not bad."

Qing Xuan was stunned, and immediately smiled bitterly: "I really don't know if this is cause and effect, or evil."

Empress Jun Huang just smiled and stopped making a sound.

……

……

The Devil May Cry Bead, which was hidden somewhere in the earth, was finally born. No one could be more excited and joyful than Ying Xiu, and even the original intention of taking You Gui Lang as a new heroic spirit could not help but be completely lost.

After all, in front of this Taiyin Emperor's pupils, the mere You Guilang is naturally not worth mentioning.

Ying Xiu's figure moved sideways, and the black Qi around his body turned into pieces of black crow feathers, which were about to swept in the direction of the huge skeleton.

You Guilang's eyes were playful, and Devil May Cry Beads woke up in advance, but he didn't see the slightest panic in his eyes, as if the sudden change over there was already under his control.

The thin fingers tapped the ghost drum, and in an instant, the sound of the drum sounded like a deep-sea giant whale.

In the space, there was an explosion-like sound of explosion.

The ground shook, the black feathers smashed away, and the shadow of the drum contained a terrifying murderous intent, and Ying Shou was helpless, so he had to show his true body, galloped back under the shadow of the drum, and pulled out a red robe hunting suit in the dark night. long shadow.

You Guilang sat comfortably on the huge figurative ghost drum, playing with a small human skin drum in his hand, looked over with a sullen look, and saw the indifferent Ghost Sword Master with blood dripping from his forehead, the corners of his lips raised an indifferent expression. Radian: "It was you who troubled me, and it is you who is eager to leave now. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world."

(End of this chapter)