hey demon

Chapter 352 The Red Sleeve Building

In the empty cloud environment, the sea of ​​clouds is vast, white as snow, a vermilion small building stands here, and there is a golden plaque hanging high at the main entrance, engraved with the words "Hongxiulou", which seems to be made by nature.

The highest floor of the Hongxiu Building has a hidden cave.

The winding path is secluded, across a wilderness, and the rice fields are criss-crossed. What you see are patches of farmland. At this time, the wheat seedlings are green, which looks very pleasing to the eye. There are farmers working in it, and most of them have a smile on their dark faces. , which is the hope for a good harvest in the future.

And behind the large piece of fertile land, a small town can be seen faintly. There are teahouses and restaurants inside, the streets are full of people, there are hawkers selling all kinds of food, there are entertainers performing acrobatics, there are actors singing on stage, and there are urchins playing in the street. Bustling, the combined population is probably no less than 300,000.

Climbing high and looking far away, on an embroidered building, through the gaps in the gauze curtain blown by the wind, a woman can have a panoramic view of the fireworks all over the city.

He was wearing a red gauze dress with wide sleeves, three thousand hairs hanging down to his waist, and a red gauze scarf on his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, only a pair of bright eyes seemed to contain autumn water, reflecting the vicissitudes of the world.

And on the embroidery frame in front of the woman is a pair of unfinished embroidery that looks like a scroll, in which there are endless red mist, cities, mountains and rivers, men, women, old and young, ghosts and ghosts, and a peach blossom garden that never closes its doors at night and has a rich life. , there is a wealthy town full of material desires and cunning people, there are ghost dens where hundreds of ghosts walk around at night, and there is also a demon mountain where demons dance chaotically and poisonous miasma is everywhere.

There is a beautiful love between a scholar and a fox demon, and there is also a tragic scene of a monster cannibalizing people. The picture scroll has no beginning and no end, as if it can spread endlessly, and most of the characters in the picture scroll are just vague figures without specific faces. They seem to represent a certain kind of existence.

But at this moment, as the woman dropped the last needle and the red thread passed through, a lifelike figure appeared on the scroll. It jumped up, as if it was going to break through the sky, and on its back sat a beautiful figure, with its head down, holding an oiled paper umbrella, showing a wordless shyness.

"Live in the same bed, die in the same hole, maybe this is what love should look like."

Putting down the needle and thread in his hand, lowering his head, looking at the wild elephant and the umbrella girl in the picture scroll, the woman's autumn-like eyes are full of waves, full of yearning, expectation, and shyness, just like a girl with a spring heart.

And at this moment, the invisible silk thread connected, and the void was filled with waves. Holding a head, the figure of the Seven Profound Dragon Lord stepped out of it.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the air, the woman's eyebrows frowned slightly, her shyness disappeared, and an invisible power naturally radiated.

"Ghost mother!"

Looking at the woman sitting in front of the embroidery stand, who looked like a young girl who had never left the pavilion, all her arrogance was restrained, Qixuanlong Lord bowed and saluted, because he was very aware of the horror of the woman in front of him.

"You did a good job this time, you can go to the sixth floor of the Hongxiu Tower to practice, and strive to break through the 9000 years of cultivation as soon as possible."

Glancing at the blood-stained head, the ghost mother said.

Hearing this, a gleam of joy flashed in Qi Xuanlong Lord's eyes.

Transformed into a ghost, its root bones are still only medium, and it can have 6000 years of cultivation as soon as it is born, it is entirely because it has absorbed the power of its previous life.

And it was able to raise its cultivation base to 700 years in such a short period of time. Apart from its previous life background, the bigger reason was because it joined the Red Mansion.

The Ghost Mother's methods are unpredictable, and this Red Sleeve Tower is a natural treasure, possessing various mysteries that can help one's cultivation.

"Thank you, Ghost Mother."

Handing over Zhao Kuncheng's frozen head, Lord Qixuanlong sincerely bowed down.

When it joined the Red Mansion, it was involuntary and had no choice at all, but now it feels a little lucky in its heart.

Seeing such a scene, following the rotation of the ghost mother's thoughts, red threads hung down, bound Zhao Kuncheng's head, and sent it to the sky above, where there was a net woven by red threads, covering the sky , hanging one head after another.

Seeing that there was another one in her collection, the ghost mother showed a happy smile on her face, like a little girl who ate candy, pure and beautiful.

"Ghost mother, why did you secretly pass the news of Yingyi's entrapment to the underworld? And you asked me to stop Zhao Kuncheng? Wouldn't it be better to just let him destroy the people in the underworld? Taking this opportunity, the Zhao family Maybe we can catch the ghost master's horse's feet and kill it completely."

Sensing the pleasant aura rippling from the Ghost Mother, he hesitated for a moment, and the Seven Profound Dragon Lord asked out the doubts in his heart.

The Red Mansion is very low-key, this time the ghost mother let it kill Zhao Kuncheng, the elder of the Zhao family, it is a bit beyond its expectations, and although they are all ghost forces, the relationship between the underworld and the Red Mansion is actually not very good , Mother Ghost has absolutely no reason to help the underworld at this moment.

"The people of hell have perished."

Casting her eyes on Lord Qixuanlong, like the sound of a clear spring, the ghost mother said.

Hearing this, Qixuanlong Lord showed an unconcealable surprise on his face.

Having dealt with the underworld, it still has some understanding of the elephant. Although it is conceited, it has to admit that it is probably not the opponent of the elephant at the same level.

According to its original prediction, after it blocked Zhao Kuncheng, Manxiang and the others should be able to rescue Yingti smoothly, and it would be a big loss for the Dali Dynasty.

"The ghost master shouldn't die, at least not now, let alone at the hands of the Zhao family."

In a good mood, the ghost mother further gave the answer.

When she said this, she stretched out her white jade-like palm, and gently stroked the picture scroll in front of her. This picture scroll covers all phenomena in the world. There are hundreds of kinds of people and hundreds of kinds of monsters in it, and they are roughly complete, but there are still two There is a very conspicuous blank space, waiting to be filled later.

Hearing this, Lord Qixuanlong was thoughtful.

There were originally four well-known forces among ghosts, namely the Red Mansion, Yinfu, Ghost King Hall, and Thousand Soul Mountain, but by now, the Ghost King Hall has been destroyed.

If the Underworld is destroyed again, then even if the Red Mansion is relatively low-key, it may be targeted by various forces. After all, humans and ghosts are naturally on opposite sides.

And as long as the ghost master survives, most of the Dali dynasty's attention will be focused on it, which is good for the red building, but Lord Qixuanlong feels that the ghost mother's considerations are more than that.

Of course, although there were still doubts in his heart, Lord Qixuanlong had no intention of continuing to ask, and at this time, the pleasant voice of the ghost mother sounded again.

"This era is full of wind and clouds. Compared with the past, you are more likely to become the demon king now. Go down and practice hard!"

Sensing something, the mother ghost's expression changed slightly.

Hearing this, Lord Qixuanlong bowed, and it should have wanted to leave a long time ago. The sweet and human smell all over the city really makes it a little uncomfortable, and it can only be watched but not eaten, because these are forbidden by the ghost mother.

Just like cultivating an orchard, except for some special moments, the ghost mother will pick out some sweet fruits for the ghosts to taste. Ordinary ghosts cannot touch these humans, but Lord Qixuanlong has to admit that the humans here are far more than The sweetness of the outside world.

Gulu, suppress the greed in your heart and let the power of the ghost mother fall. The figure of the Seven Profound Dragon Lord gradually fades away. This world is covered by an invisible net. Only by relying on the power of the ghost mother can it enter and exit here.

(End of this chapter)