Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 237 You Beast

On the gloomy stage, the terrifying yin and evil spirit contained a miserable and sad resentment, which seemed to have turned into reality, and came like a nightmare.

In the horrifying scarlet mist, the phantom is haunted, and the ghostly aura is cold, as if the gate of hell has suddenly opened.

"Ye Duluo walks alone with wild geese, weeping in the westerly wind...Let me down, love Yuhuarong all my life...Saburo, how can I forget..."

It sounds like a song "Mawei Po".

Accompanied by the creepy chants, a bright red water sleeve appeared from the mist.

A pale and slender palm protruded from the bright red sleeves. The gesture was very graceful, like five fingers in a painting, but it gave people an indescribable sense of terror.

With the appearance of this pale palm, the entire theater building seemed to sink into the Nine Nether Hell, the aura of the ominous spirit swept across violently, and powerful resentment was scattered wantonly.

The dark air of death filled the night sky.Extremely ominous, dimming the stars and the moon.

Inside and outside the theater building, and even the entire deserted Mujia Theater.At this moment, they are all shrouded in the evil spirit domain of the dead.

Sha domain!

Lu Pianpian has always been courageous and conceited. Even though she only has the strength of the fifth rank at the moment, she is not afraid of this eerie and strange ominous spirit.

"Who?!"

On the stage, a stunning and desolate figure appeared, with ghostly steps under his feet, half-singing and half-telling, but it was changed to "Luo Shen":
"It's like being next to the Milky Way, and the whole river is full of smoke and moon."

"I am the Goddess of Luoshui. I have mastered the watermark of Luohe River and cultivated a bit of fairy heart... After combing the cloud temples, I look at the mirror, and I can see no one with a clear light."

Although he claims to be Luoshen, he has a ghostly aura and an astonishing evil aura. How can he have the slightest fairy spirit of Luoshen?

Su Chuo's voice rang in Lu Pianpian's heart: "Mu Xianling's best play during her lifetime was "Luo Shen", so she took a name and called it Luo Shen."

Lu Pianpian stared at the ghost on the stage, and felt that the theater was shrouded in a vicious evil area, and her expression suddenly became dignified.

"So, she is the evil spirit of Mu Xianling? What a strong resentment! This evil spirit is a third-rank monster!"

Ghost sect?Su Chuo was also surprised.

She knew that Mu Xianling was a third-rank great monk before his death, and was known as the highest-level opera actor in Daxia.

It is precisely because Mu Xianling was a third-rank great monk that her performances are marvelous, and she is known as the number one actress in the Great Xia.

It is also difficult for many people to understand why Mu Xianling insists on acting as an actor even though she has a strong cultivation aptitude.

If she practiced with all her heart, wouldn't her path be brighter?

In the eyes of many monks, this is an act of depravity.

Of course, Mu Xianling's "self-willed depravity" did not affect many people who traveled far and wide to watch her perform on stage.

"He was a third-rank cultivator in life, but he can still become a ghost sect's fierce spirit after death. This person must not be simple in life. Such a person was raped and murdered to death."

Lu Pianpian secretly communicated with Su Chuo.

After the death of a monk, there is not one out of ten who can keep his memory and become a ghost cultivator.

It is extremely rare to be able to cultivate to the same level as before.

"What should we do?" Su Chuo said, "Third-rank Ghost Sect, we are not opponents at all, even if she doesn't make a move, we can't break free from this evil domain."

Lu Pianpian was very calm.

She was obviously blocked by the evil spirit of the big ghost, and her soul was in some pain under the infestation of the eerie ghost, but she still showed no signs of fear.

"You are Luoshen?" Lu Pian took a deep breath and said calmly, "You are the leader of the curtain?"

Although ghost cultivators are treacherous and unpredictable, they can do things with traces to follow, and they are not indiscriminate and evil spirits, nor are they incommunicable.

The ghost on the stage slowly condensed her body, but seeing her pale face, at first glance she was not much different from a living person, but the whole person was transformed by ghost energy.

The powerful ghost aura of Ghost Sect dominates this space like an unsurpassed sea of ​​undead.

At this moment, this theater building is the Netherworld, not in the human world.

The ghost squeezed an elegant orchid finger, and said faintly:

"You are the little girl Chuo'er from the Su Clan back then, right? I didn't expect you to be a member of the Zhensi Sect."

Sure enough, she knew Su Chuo.Even when Su Chuo grows up, she can sense Su Chuo's vitality.

Su Chuo hurriedly said secretly: "Lu Pianpian, let me take charge of the body, I know her, we are old friends."

"Okay." Lu Pianpian agreed, "If there's anything wrong, I'll take the lead again."

In the blink of an eye, Su Chuo dominated the body again.

"I also didn't expect that Sister Mu still remembered me." Su Chuo said boldly, "Let's not expect that when I see Sister Mu again, there will be a difference between yin and yang."

"I have been kicked out of the Su family a long time ago, and it is the first time in many years that I have returned to Jinguan City."

The ghost smiled faintly, "I remember that you like reading very much, and you even asked me for ancient scripts. I also asked you to borrow books. You couldn't practice at that time, but you have cultivation today. It really is a chance."

Su Chuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Mu Xianling has become a ghost, since she still remembers the past, it shouldn't be difficult to communicate.

After all, the two of them are considered old, and they were friends who forgot their years.

Su Chuo said: "One of my wishes when I come to Jinguan City this time is to watch Sister Mu's play. To tell you the truth, Sister Mu, I am also an actor now, and I belong to Luo's class."

"My sister's stage name is Luoshen, and it just so happens that the theater troupe my younger sister is in is called the Luo Family Troupe. Isn't it a coincidence?"

She was already very unwell at this time.Because the yin energy in this evil domain is too strong.

The ghost did not intend to restrain its ghost energy at all, but its tone was even more sinister, "Luo's class... the leader of the class is named Luo?"

"Sister Mu..." Su Chuo's heart sank.

Her original intention was to get close to getting out of trouble.But unexpectedly, the ghosts became even more unkind.

"Su Chuo, do you know who killed me?" The ghost's voice became more terrifying.

"The person who killed me was surnamed Luo. His name is Luo An, which is now Yizhou Mu, Luo Jishi!"

What?Su Chuo was taken aback when he heard the words.

The murderer who killed Mu Xianling was actually Luo An?

"I'll tell you something today." The ghost said faintly, "If you can help me, for the sake of my old friend, I will let you go, and I will never embarrass you."

Su Chuo calmed down and said, "Sister, tell me. My little sister can tell you that Luo An is also my enemy."

The ghost played a trick, "You should take a good look, after reading it, I will tell you what to do."

Immediately, the stage above suddenly changed into a painting building.

This is Mu Xianling's magical powers in manipulating the stage.It is amazing to be able to arrange a simple stage into a plot scene that seems real and unreal.

A round of bright moon hangs high, shining on the painting building.

In the painting building, a man and a woman are drinking tea.

The man is very handsome and elegant, it is actually Luo An.

The woman's country is beautiful and heavenly, she is peerless, and she is the curtain fairy back then.

These scenes are obviously the interpretation of Mu Xianling's own memories with Ling Dao magical powers.

It is also a kind of play.

"Lingmei." Luo An said, "Although we are cousins, Kemu and Luo's family are of the same origin, how can we be separated from each other?"

"Why do you like playing "Luo Shen" so much, and you still take the name Luoshen? Isn't it because you feel close to Luo Zi?"

Mu Xianling said: "Although Mu and Luo have the same origin, they have been divided into two families after all, and each has its own genealogy, so they cannot be confused."

"Of course, the belongings of the Mu family must be kept by the Mu family. It is not appropriate to hand them over to the Luo family."

"I am indeed close to the word Luo, after all, my grandfather's surname is Luo."

"But my father and grandmother's surname is Mu, and he studied Ling Tao. Your father and grandfather's surname is Luo, and he learned martial arts. Since then, the families have separated and established their own genealogies. It has been two generations, and of course each has its own family."

Luo An smiled, "Sister Ling is still out, what is yours and mine? Aren't Mu and Luo the same family? You give me that thing, and I will pay you back in ten years at most."

"Seeing that the world is about to be in chaos, you only know how to sing and don't seek to make progress. This is a matter of fighting the world for the family, and I can only do it."

"Our family's aptitude is so outstanding, of course we have to fight for it."

Mu Xianling shook her head, "I'm sorry, cousin. I still can't give you things. You are the leader of the Ge Laohui, and you are too ambitious, which is not a good thing."

Luo An silently drank a cup of tea, "Cousin, this is the third time I am begging you for this matter. The so-called matter is only three. If you are so stubborn, then you can't blame me."

"If you don't give it, I'll take it myself. Since I take it myself, then I can only do everything."

"Hmph, I can't get things from the Tang family, so can't I get things from my own?"

"From now on, there is only the Luo family in our family, not the Mu family. Cousin, you forced me to do this."

Mu Xianling suddenly trembled, "You poisoned me? Luo An, what exactly are you trying to do?"

She tried to stand up, but her whole body was sore.

Luo An stood up, "I practiced an ancient wedding dress supernatural power, and we are related by blood, so I can just graft your supernatural power to me."

After speaking, with a swipe of his hand, he tore off Kai Xianling's skirt.

Muxian's face was pale and trembling, "Luo'an, you bastard! I didn't expect you to hide so deeply..."

Luo An sighed: "I don't want to do this. You should know that I also have the talent of acting. If I really want to act, I may not be worse than you."

"Taking your red pill means that you have fulfilled me, that you have made a contribution to the family, and it also symbolizes that Luo and Mu have become one."

"Let me tell you the truth, the Gelaohui's killers have sneaked into your theater. If I give an order, your theater will be filled with blood."

After speaking, his body was pressed down...

PS: I am not feeling well today, so I can only update so much.Crab, good night!

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