After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

It is no exaggeration to say that this ghost has a handsome appearance, although his face is very dark due to the poisoning and being a ghost.

However, among ghosts, she is at least the best, so beautiful that there is nothing wrong with her.

He might have died at the young age of twenty, so he looked like a teenager.

"Oh, oh, oh, how can such a handsome young prince learn to be a gangster? This is not good. If Mammy finds out, she will definitely tell the princess."

The young master actually blushed and looked embarrassed.

"My mother...she...I haven't seen her since I was very young. She died. Later, my stepmother raised me. She was afraid that I would stand in the way of her son, so she used a slow-acting poison to eat away my sanity bit by bit."

Lin Songyan: ...

Why did he suddenly stab me with a knife?

Lin Songyan was clearly stalling for time, but you can't just soften your heart after hearing his story.

What does it have to do with him?

First, he couldn't save the other person, and second, he wouldn't save someone who wanted to become stronger than him.

"Oh, you are such a pitiful child. Why don't you go to the underworld to reincarnate after wandering around for hundreds of years?"

The prince's expression in the ghost fire was very bitter. He blinked his eyes that were emitting green light and said: "At first I just wanted revenge and hid from the ghost messenger."

"But I realized that I couldn't hurt my stepmother no matter what, and I watched her son inherit the throne, and later ascend to the throne. I was so angry that the underworld forgot about me, and I could never go there again."

Lin Songyan leaned against the wall of the coffin and asked: "Have you ever thought about going from a ghost to an immortal? Maybe you can become a god and ascend to heaven."

The prince's green eyes became brighter, "Really? I can become an immortal? A god?"

Lin Songyan nodded affirmatively, "Of course, you can join our Qingluan Sect and let my master enlighten you."

Upon hearing this, the prince's face was filled with joy, "Can you really enlighten me? I can..."

"Haha, Lin Songyan, do you think you are very smart?" The prince said, and suddenly his tone changed.

"Do you think I don't know that you are stalling for time, and then trying to let Bai Yinchen kill me?"

As the prince spoke, he crawled over on his knees in the double coffin, reached out his hand and pinched Lin Songyan's cheek fiercely.

"Everything I said just now was made up. Did I act like it? Huh?" The old ghost's expression turned grumpy. "What stepmother drugged me? I drank it myself. Who do you think I am?"

"Let me tell you, I had already fallen into the path of ghost immortals when I was alive. Naturally, I have ten years of cultivation after my death. I am now at the great stage of ghost immortals. Can Bai Yinchen be my opponent?"

The prince pulled the clothes off Lin Songyan's shoulders and stroked his snow-smooth shoulders.

"You like acting so much, I'll act with you. Do you like the script just now? We have plenty of time to act. Let me tell you, no one can save you!"

As she spoke, Lin Songyan's entire snow satin dress fell down, all the way to her waistline.

The prince came up from behind him, his hands roaming around constantly, his movements were very experienced, he was definitely not some innocent little prince.

The so-called born bad people refer to this kind of people.

The ghost immortals naturally transition their life span from the Yang to the Yin, and the pain they endure is absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Therefore, Bai Yinchen, who is also in the Mahayana realm, is definitely not a match for this old ghost.

Lin Songyan laughed miserably, he really didn't know when his worthless life would come to an end.

He tried hard and struggled, but still ended up being a toy at the mercy of others.

Suddenly, just as the old ghost reached out his hand towards Lin Songyan's legs, a white light flashed in an instant and extinguished the ghost fire in the coffin!

The loud explosion interrupted the old ghost's actions, forcing him to pick up Lin Songyan and rush out of the rotten coffin.

Lin Songyan recognized this internal force. It was Bai Yinchen who blew the coffin into powder with one palm.

The sky was filled with coffin debris and dust. In the thick dust, Lin Songyan saw Bai Yinchen standing cleanly on the outside, looking at him.

One of them is a neatly dressed white-haired immortal, and the other is a dishevelled and dirty cauldron held in someone's hands.

When Lin Songyan saw him, he actually felt ashamed.

As for what he was ashamed of, he didn't know it in his heart.

However, the tears sliding down from the corners of the eyes mixed with the dust on the face, forming a string of unbearable mud.

"Bai Yinchen, aren't you very powerful? Why did you come just now?" The old ghost challenged, "Look, we are all good people."

Lin Songyan didn't want to explain, nor did he need to explain anything to Bai Yinchen.

If he said one more word, Bai Yinchen would misunderstand him. He also believed in his heart that he belonged to Bai Yinchen.

Bai Yinchen laughed at this time, "Really? But I just heard my Xiaoyan praising me."

Was it the one where Lin Songyan said that his technique was good?

He...he heard it?

It's all nonsense. Does he believe it?

Lin Songyan couldn't help but explain: "No, I didn't. I was just stalling for time on purpose."

He regretted it right after he finished speaking. Damn it, he still explained it, still wanted to prove his innocence in front of Bai Yinchen...

Why is he so rude? Will he die if he doesn't tell me?

The old ghost prince laughed loudly twice, "Hahaha, it seems that your illicit love is stronger than gold?"

He showed a ghost claw about one foot long with one hand, and the black nails looked sharp and almost shiny.

"After I kill you, I will take good care of your beloved furnace. You have used it for so long, it is my turn now."

The magic sword in Bai Yinchen's hand was like a white dragon, and it instantly spit out a magnificent dragon breath and suddenly killed the old ghost!

boom--

The old ghost was holding Lin Songyan's ghost hand, but it was cut off by this move!

The sword energy tore through Lin Songyan's coat a little bit and just stopped him, without hurting him at all.

The next moment, before Lin Songyan could react, he had already fallen steadily into the arms of Bai Yinchen who had teleported over.

While Bai Yinchen was swinging his sword at the ghost hand of the old ghost, he lowered his head and whispered to Lin Songyan: "How much do you miss me? Why did you mention me so many times in the coffin?"

Lin Songyan glared at him fiercely, "I miss your uncle."

However, Lin Songyan suddenly remembered that something was wrong...

"You... came early but didn't come in to save me. You just stood next to the coffin and listened to me say a few more words?"

Shit, Lin Songyan’s pants were almost stripped off, but he could still keep his composure and listen from the window. Was he trying to gossip about him and someone else?