Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 755 Undead Banshee
Yanhua and I followed the prestige, and saw that the sky in front of us suddenly became as clear and green as agate stone, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

A rainbow bridge rises and floats in the clouds.

Above the clouds, the fairy danced lightly, holding a flower basket and sprinkled petals.

Qingluan lingers, auspicious cranes and auspicious clouds.Fairy music flutters and moves people's hearts.

This situation reminds people of the Lingxiao Palace in the Heavenly Court, but it is more ethereal than the Lingxiao Palace.

It's called a demon, but it's even more dust-removing than the fairy family.

A group of fairies crossed the Hongqiao, and the lotus blossoms rose step by step.

Nu Wa supported a beautiful woman in a palace costume, walking towards us in a floating way.

I have seen a lot of beauties, Yanhua, Yuanrui, and Jianjia all have peerless looks, Ali has the sacredness and purity of the moon god, Fengzhu has unruly freedom and romance, the majesty of the empress carries the beauty of humanity, Bai Wu Ya Yu bloomed a beautiful and charming face in the killing... Even the Buddha has her unforgettable beauty of pity.

However, all the women I have seen can't compare with the beauty in the palace dress in front of me.

Its demeanor is as graceful as a frightened bird, and graceful as a dragon swimming.It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like the sun is rising in the morning; when you look at it, Zhuo Ruofu churns out waves.

If the shoulders are shaved, the waist is as usual.Yunji E'e, eyebrow repairing and Juan.The body is swift and flying, erratic like a god, Lingbo takes small steps, and the socks are dusty...

I didn't dare to look at her beside her. I looked back at her, and found that she also had an obsessed face, and murmured: "Xie Lan, I used to be proud of my appearance, far inferior to her..."

There was a bit of shame in his tone.

Yuhua has a strong personality, and her face, which can make her ashamed, is extremely beautiful.

"Some are made for the sword, some are made for the fight," I said.

"And what about her?" He asked.

"Oh, she should be born for beauty."

"You're right, the undead banshee is indeed born for beauty. If it weren't for this, the great god of the ancient country would not let her live."

"Could it be that Tian Daolian can't resist her face?"

"I ask you, can you do it?" Yanhua asked me back.

"I only have you in my heart."

"Hehe, come on. You can still talk to me calmly now, that's because the undead banshee hasn't cast a spell on you. Back then, you couldn't even resist Jian Jia, so how could you have the confidence to resist the undead banshee?"

I was speechless when I was exposed by Yanhua.

"But I'm not afraid she'll seduce you."

"why?"

"The undead banshee cannot be emotional. Once emotional, she will lose her immortal body, lose her peerless beauty, and become an old and ugly monster. This is more uncomfortable than killing her."

I was secretly startled when I heard this, and thought to myself that this undead banshee is such a hard-working woman.

But I think she has a romantic temperament and a calm expression. She has always looked down on fate, and it has nothing to do with Fengyue.

It's just that no matter how well a person lives, it's not as good as two people accompanying each other.

Demon disciples value love and righteousness, and the soul itself is very lonely. If I live a lonely life again, I will never agree.

Thinking of this, I asked Yu Hua: "If you didn't know me, would you be willing to be alone forever?"

"Hehe." Yanhua sneered.

"Answer me, Yuhua."

"If I have suffered that kind of loneliness, how can I watch the 400-year-old fireworks in the Yellow River!"

"Then if you didn't know me, would you have become attached to other men?" I asked again boldly.

"Why, allow your state officials to prevent fire, but not our common people to light lamps?" Yu Hua asked with a frown.

"Forehead……"

I was speechless again, and my heart was sour.

Seeing that I was depressed, Yanhua chuckled and said, "Fool, have you forgotten why I was born? Or do you think I have a chance to meet other men in this life? Don't forget, I am Kui Gang Mingming, except you , I didn't choose."

If it was before, Yuhua would never comfort me like this. Recently, her affection has become stronger and her person has become more and more gentle.

Many expressions and words of love that would not have existed before will be boldly spoken out.

Just as we were talking, the undead banshee had come to us, standing ten feet away, looking at us.

Only when she got close did she realize how her every frown and movement shocked people's hearts, and she couldn't control herself.I had no choice but to look down at the sword of thousands of proverbs in my hand, not daring to look at her again.

On the other hand, Yanhua was fearless, standing proudly, looking at the undead banshee coldly.

The eyes of the two women met, one was calm and composed, while the other became more and more frightened.

"Your Majesty, these two people are Xie Lan, the patriarch of the magic way, and Lin Yuhua, the god of death in the underworld, whom I told you about." Nuwa said softly.

Hearing the words, the undead banshee cast a cold glance at Empress Nuwa, and then began to straighten her clothes.

There are dozens of palace attires she wears, and after this rectification, the pearls and jades jingle, like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate, the sound and color are excellent.

In fact, she came here dressed up, there is no need to do so, but if she doesn't do this, she will lose her due sincerity.

When she finally finished rectifying, she stepped forward and walked another five feet, bowed to Yan Hua, and said with a serious face, "My lord Death God."

As soon as these words came out, Nuwa was even more shocked.

"Your Majesty, why is this so? How can ancient gods and demons stand up to your worship?"

"Nuwa, you are wrong. The god of death I worship is not the god of death in the ancient underworld, but the god of death in the beginning who was born and died by the god of heaven. The body of Kuigang, the extinction of yin and yang, is the number one god under the heaven in the ancient world!"

(End of this chapter)