Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

"Let's go now, I'm afraid it's too late..." The man's voice sounded without emotion, and he quietly grasped the long sword at his waist with one hand.

The moonlight was so cold that it was strange. On the dark palace road, there was a golden bell ringing, three light and one heavy, and it hit people's heart heavily.

With the ringing of the golden bell, the entire palace bloomed with large and gorgeous hibiscus flowers.

Its leaves are like mulberry, and its flowers are like flames.

Fu Zhu looked at the hibiscus flowers blooming under her feet, and frowned. The cold air radiated from her body, and the hibiscus flowers under her feet receded like a tide.

But the hibiscus flowers in the whole palace are still growing savagely. They climb along the palace walls and eaves, and the flower branches are dotted in the air, with distinct blue and red.

"Why is this hibiscus flower so weird!" The graceful woman pulled out the soft sword at her waist, and cut off a section of the flower branch, but the hibiscus flower she cut off bloomed more and more densely, wrapping around her leg flexibly.

Fortunately, she is the root of the three spirits of fire, earth and gold, and is also the master of fire. She used a fire spell with one hand to burn the surrounding hibiscus flowers all at once.

The woman threw another fireball to help the man get rid of the hibiscus flowers wrapped around his wrist, and said proudly, "I thought it was so difficult...!"

Before she could finish her sentence, a strand of red thread emerged from among all the bright hibiscus flowers, and the golden bell rang, and her hands and feet were bound.

The hibiscus flower rolled up quietly, and only one face was exposed under the woman's body, and there was a golden bell on her chest. When she struggled hard, the golden bell rang quickly.

Without seeing the person, they were defeated.

Fu Zhu's heart sank suddenly, it seemed that this ghost king was really powerful.

No wonder Riji always looked terrified at him.

She felt someone gently pinch her ears, she looked down, her eyes widened, and her little finger pointed to the depths of the hibiscus bushes.

There is a bright red figure curling up, stepping on hibiscus flowers, bending her slender waist and taking small steps, with her bright wrists on the veil.

A circle of golden bells was tied around her waist, like a jade belt of winter jasmine flowers, and green and white prayer flags hung from the top of her red dress, fluttering gently as she walked.

Further up, there is a dangling bead curtain of gold, silver and jade, covering half of her face, but through the gap of the bead curtain, the talisman can still see the woman's face.

It is as clear and beautiful as a cloud, and it is burning like a afterglow.

With a "click", a drop of warm tears fell on her hand.

Riji finally couldn't help it, teardrops fell big and big, and the petals of the hibiscus flower on her head also fell one after another, and soon became empty poles.

While crying, she read: "Princess Wei Jiang..."

"Princess Wei Jiang? You mean this woman is Wei Jiang?" Fu Zhu sorted out his confused thoughts and asked in disbelief.

Didn't Riji say that Princess Wei Jiang died a long time ago? How could she appear here?Or is the King of Ghosts in Wangshe City Wei Jiang?

Fu Zhu raised her eyes and glanced at Wei Jiang, she was indeed beautiful, no wonder the people of Wangshe City called her the most beautiful hibiscus flower in Wangshe City.

But how did Wei Jiang, the most beautiful hibiscus flower princess in Wangshe City, become the ghost king?
Riji had been in Wangshe City for hundreds of years, but she didn't even know that the Ghost King was her Princess Wei Jiang.

The elf in the red dress and green wings was sobbing. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and a very thin red thread suddenly appeared in her golden pupils.

Riji hurriedly held up his hands to form a hibiscus flower, and stood in front of the Fuzhu, "Be careful with Fuzhu!"

Wei Jiang had already discovered them at some point, Fu Zhu hurriedly turned his head, and a large frost flower formed behind the Riji hibiscus flower.

The flame-like hibiscus flowers looked more gorgeous in front of the crystal clear jade-like frost flowers, which was clearly imprinted in Wei Jiang's eyes.

She paused suddenly, subconsciously withdrew her hand.

Strange, why did she find this hibiscus flower so familiar?

She was so familiar with it that she was very sad, and unconsciously wanted to cry.

Wei Jiang's beautiful eyes fell on the little man on the shoulder of the girl under the moon, and the red thread twined out, trying to snatch the little man away.

Riji shrank back behind the talisman, just this action, pierced Wei Jiang's heart with pain, and countless red threads flew away like silver needles.

The talisman held the sword, and the sword energy was as thin as a silver thread, intertwined with Wei Jiang's red thread.

The girl's sword energy was so fierce that the petals of the hibiscus fluttered like red rain.

"Give me this little hibiscus flower!" Wei Jiang's cold voice sounded, with a hint of chill in it.

She saw Riji's real body at a glance, and there was a voice in her heart that kept telling her to get the hibiscus flower.

Riji leaned on Fuzhu's shoulder and shook his body, obviously refusing.

Although she has the same face as Princess Wei Jiang, she knows that the woman in front of her is not her Princess Wei Jiang.

Her Princess Wei Jiang will never come back.

Hijiki let out a sobbing sound, his face full of sadness.

Fu Zhu patted her on the head and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, I won't let you be captured by this ghost king."

The talisman picked up Riji, threw it on Shuangxueming and threw it to Wusheng, the sword intent rose from the sky, forming a circle.

Some hibiscus flowers fluttered to Jianyi's side, and turned into red powder when they fluttered lightly.

What a sharp sword intent!

The man on the ground watched this scene and couldn't help swallowing.

If he gets close to this sword intent formation, he will be chopped into pieces.

But the more powerful this girl is, maybe they can hold back this mysterious woman in red, and they will have time to find Wangshe Guzhu.

The man raised his sword and cut off the hibiscus flowers on the trapped companion. The woman was limp all over and could only lean on the man.

"Manman?" The man patted her face to wake her up.

The nun called Man Man opened her eyes in confusion, "Why am I here?"

She rubbed her head, it hurt a little, but there was no wound.

"Leave here first!" The man saw her in a trance, and his heart skipped a beat, thinking of the beggar he had entered the city that day.

It doesn't matter, just find Wangshe Guzhu.

The man comforted himself, picked up Manman and quietly left here.

Wei Jiang seemed to have noticed their movements and did not stop them, or in other words, she was so weak that she couldn't stop them now!
The girl's sword was everywhere, and her robe was cut into many holes by the sword energy, but on the other hand, she blocked every red thread of her with precision.

Even when her red silk collided with her sword energy, it exploded suddenly.

Wei Jiang repeated, with a hint of eagerness and sharpness in his voice, "Give me this little hibiscus flower!"

"Stop dreaming!" Fuzhu stepped on a hibiscus flower, stepped down, and rose higher and higher. The sword energy soaring into the sky was like thunder, striking straight and fast.

Wei Jiang quickly raised his hand, several red threads intertwined into a spider web-like shape, and hibiscus flowers grew along the spider web, forming a red mushroom cloud.

"Boom—" Fusang flowers fluttered.

The flying flowers all over the sky rustled down.

The girl in Tsing Yi and the woman in the red dress with golden bells face each other in the rain of flowers.

The girl held the sword, and the sword energy was lingering across the autumn, while the red silk entangled in front of the woman in the red skirt, and the golden bell made chaos.

The talisman broke her defense, but it failed to hurt Wei Jiang at all.

The millennium ghost king has turned into a god.

"You can't hurt me." Wei Jiang raised his brows and eyes lightly, like a hibiscus in the wind.

The girl was not annoyed either, she smiled and looked up at the sky, "But it's dawn now!"

That round of clear and bright moon has already set at some point, and the morning glow has already risen in the sky.

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