Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

This is a Jingshi Qinglian song.

Beautiful as fairy music, pure as burning, singing, seems to wash away all the dust, dirt and unhappiness in my heart.

The clouds and smoke are misty, and the blue sea is tidal.

Wow, wow, wow.

Sand, sand, sand.

It seems that the soul is out of the body, and the flower remnant spirit comes to a vast sea.

The blue waves are endless.

Xianqu, from the middle of the sea.

The sound of wading and treading waves floated away.

Yaochi Fairy Island.

A huge stone tablet can't see the top or the ground. It's completely hidden in the clouds. Only these four words catch the eye.

Under the immortal monument, tides and waves roll, and countless islands are continuous. They vaguely haunt between clouds and waves. They rise and fall, just like a star chessboard, dotted and green.

The sun is bright, the waves are winding, the sea is full of flowers, and the colorful colors and green and blue reflect each other, which makes people feel like stepping into a fairyland.

Among the colorful and quiet flowers, there is a jade platform where a man in purple sits on his back.

From the intoxicated figure and elegant and noble movements, it seems that he is playing the piano.

The Jingshi Qinglian music, which is like a fairy music, is playing continuously from his fingertips, one beautiful note after another, which makes people intoxicated and dreamlike.

"Good play!" Hua Canling sighed.

She had no intention of interrupting other people's music, but she felt too beautiful. This Jingshi green lotus was the most beautiful music she had ever heard, so she couldn't help muttering.

Clank.

The music stopped suddenly.

"Sorry to disturb you." Hua Canling apologized quickly.

What is this place? How could she come to this place? It's not as beautiful as the world.

Flowers and flowers, butterflies and bees.

If the man didn't hear it, he got up and floated away.

That posture, purple clothes floating, drives the flowers around your feet to spin up, flying flowers and eyes, stretching freely. Just your back contains endless amorous feelings.

"Hey, wait, I want to ask, where is this place, how did I get here, and how should I get out?"

Seeing that he left without saying a word, Hua Canling must be annoyed. She suddenly broke in and interrupted his elegance. After sweeping around, she found that there was no third person at all. Although she was very embarrassed, she still chased him away and asked.

"You are such a funny little woman. You don't know how to get here. How can I know?"

The man stopped, did not turn around and said.

The sound of sky rustle is beautiful.

Hua Canling was stunned.

The sound.

The sound!

"Ghost emperor!"

She shouted, rushed over, hugged him behind him, cried with joy, "ghost emperor, I knew you would come back!"

Clothes have changed, temperament has changed, but the voice has not changed!

"Ghost emperor?" the man in purple asked himself in a low voice. He was cold and his primary light shook the flower remnant spirit three feet away from him.

The flower remnant spirit did not notice, fell in the flowers and splashed countless tender flowers.

"Ghost emperor, don't you remember me? I'm a flower remnant spirit."

She touched his sore little ass, rushed over again, pulled his wide robe and showed her identity.

"I don't care what kind of flower and remnant spirit you are!" the man in purple took back his robe unhappily. The power of the divine order was invalid to her?

He turned around gracefully and drove the petals of the flowers to rotate and fly. His eyebrows were as sharp as electricity. His smiling lips gently sipped and said unhappily: "little woman, you recognize the wrong person! My name is Linghui! It's not a ghost emperor!"

Hua Canling looked up in surprise. Her red eyes, strong eyebrows like a sword, and her familiar face, tone and expression of speech were clearly what she looked like when she just met the ghost emperor. Why didn't he admit it?!

"You are the ghost emperor. Don't think I won't recognize you if you change red clothes into purple clothes. Ghost emperor, stop making trouble and come back with me quickly! I know I'm wrong. I won't imprison you any more in the future. I don't know how powerful the blood contract is!"

She rushed over, trying to hold him again and beg his forgiveness.

Who knows, the other party smiled coldly, full of killing and despicable, like a stone carved face, showing absolute evil and ferocity.

He suddenly approached Hua Canling and forced him to look up at him at an angle of 90 degrees. His red eyes twinkled with strange coldness and arrogance for a while. He stretched out a finger, raised her chin and said, "blood contract? The short-lived ghost of the ghost emperor actually made a blood contract with you? He was eaten back because he violated your command?"

Forced by his sneer, Hua Canling's confused mind was suddenly clear, struggled to open the hoop at the tip of his fingers, and retreated: "you're not a ghost emperor. Who are you? Why do you look so similar to him? Are you twins?"

In this world, no one will call himself a short-lived ghost to others, and no ghost will call himself a short-lived ghost.

So this man is not a ghost emperor.

She shouldn't naively and ridiculously think that it's just that her clothes have changed. The ghost emperor or the ghost emperor is teasing her.

"Ha ha, twins?" the man in purple laughed proudly and said, "you can also think so."

"However, where does the short-lived ghost of the ghost emperor have his own handsome and unrestrained? You wear red clothes all day to publicize and Sao Bao, and you hatefully regard him as him!"

Linghui's eyebrows and eyes condensed into a sword, which was a sign of his anger.

The flower remnant spirit retreats, driving countless beautiful flowers to fly.

"You say your name is Linghui?"

She seemed to think of something and asked while avoiding the divine order that Linghui forced to shoot at her.

Linghui, Linghui, how is this name so familiar?!

The slave ghost art is divided into five parts, which are made of the ghost emperor's ghost emperor, Linghui, wisdom, power and essence. They are sealed in jade and scattered all over the ancient continent.

Linghui, isn't that the spirit of the ghost emperor sealed by the spirit crossing skill? He is as like as two peas, so they will be exactly like the devil.

It's just different clothes!

Hua Canling suddenly realized that he was very happy and said, "come on, teach me the spirit crossing skill! Let me save the ghost emperor! The ghost emperor's soul can't condense into a virtual form!"

"Do you think I'm the fool of the ghost emperor? What's your name, I must do something? The fool of the ghost emperor gives priority to you and wastes such good resources in vain!"

Linghui smiled wickedly, took care of her up and down, and said.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" when Hua Canling saw that he looked bad, he warned secretly in his heart and shouted.

Linghui's eyes, like a radar, constantly swept her up and down, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked. She said in an evil way: "yes, it's a rare thunder spirit root in a thousand years. As long as I eat you, I can condense out! Why do I have to worship you?"

"At that time, this world, ha ha, is my smart world!"

With that, as soon as the palm closed, he sucked the whole person of Hua Canling!

"No! Ah -"