The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

With a "puchi~" sound, Li Chengze couldn't help laughing.

Li Chengze's laughter attracted the attention of several people.

"Xiao Shiqi, what are you laughing at?" Li Chengyou had a mouth full of food, and crumbs were everywhere when he spoke.

Although Li Chengqian and Li Chengyou often bullied Li Chengze when they were young,

But after they started to cultivate immortality, they gradually realized that their past behavior was wrong.

But as a member of the royal family, he doesn't bow his head easily, and he can't help but be a little arrogant.

"Seventeenth brother," Li Chengqian spoke first, with a hint of apology in his tone.

"When I was young, I did a lot of bad things to you. I hope you don't mind."

As the third prince, this is the biggest apology Li Chengqian has ever made.

Li Chengyou is different. Although he feels that what he did before was wrong, he still doesn't forgive it.

I wanted to say in my heart, "I am glad that you can grow up healthy." But when the words came to my mouth, they changed their tone:

"I thought you were so weak that you wouldn't live past ten."

Li Chengze smiled awkwardly: "My royal brothers, don't worry about it. It's over."

Shen Meng stood behind Li Xinran, breathing in the sweet scent of Li Xinran, and stared at the Luoxia Cake on the table.

"It smells so good. Does this Luoxia Cake taste as sweet as the Son of Fortune..." She couldn't help swallowing.

Suddenly, she felt a strong chill sweeping through the ground, and the ghost woke up.

He suddenly left Li Xinran and said, "My goodness, if you continue to inhale, you will be wiped out by the heavens."

Tiandao: "I don't know who said that, don't blame me."

Shen Meng was full of doubts: How could there be such a large number of ghosts?

She couldn't help but follow that power.

Li Chengze also noticed Shen Meng's abnormality. He put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and followed Shen Meng.

"What's wrong?"

Li Xinyi looked at Li Chengyou with a puzzled expression, "Fifth Brother, what are you doing?"

Li Chengyou felt wronged in his heart: I didn’t say anything, why did you run away?

Seeing this, Li Xinran quickly stood up and followed Li Chengze.

The other three looked at each other, and finally followed.

Outside Luoxia Town, there are mountains upon mountains, and a strange peak stands out, which is out of tune with the surrounding greenery.

Thick purple miasma poured down from the top of the mountain like a giant purple jellyfish, enveloping the entire mountain.

This miasma is strange and terrifying. The five people in the Foundation Establishment Stage can only vaguely sense the danger contained in it, but cannot glimpse what is hidden inside.

Shen Meng floated in the air, following the ghost's path, and plunged into the miasma-filled forest.

Li Xinran followed Li Chengze and arrived at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, quite a few people had gathered at the foot of the mountain, including both casual cultivators in simple clothes and children of wealthy families in luxurious clothes.

Everyone was talking about the miasma-filled forest in front of them, but no one dared to set foot in it easily.

"Senior brother, may I ask what happened here?"

Li Xinran walked up to a casual cultivator and asked with a bow.

Seeing Li Xinran's beautiful appearance, the casual cultivator softened his attitude a bit:

"I heard that a rare treasure appeared in this mountain a month ago.

This purple mist suddenly emerged here, and no one who entered came out alive.

Little girl, I see that your cultivation is still shallow, so it’s better not to go in.”

"This purple miasma is very strange. It not only suppresses the spiritual power of the cultivators,

It also causes hallucinations, and most people who enter it lose their minds and die." Another monk added.

Li Xinran followed his gaze and saw several monks in luxurious clothes standing not far away. They were obviously from aristocratic families.

A young man in a dark golden robe, with an exquisite red-gold gourd hanging around his waist, was playing with it idly.

Hearing the discussions of the people around him, he glanced casually in the direction of Li Xinran, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Dressed in white, she is elegant and refined, with picturesque features and an ethereal temperament, just like a solitary orchid in a valley, making people want to get close to her.

The young man's heart moved. This female cultivator is really good!

He casually threw the gourd in his hand to the follower behind him, straightened his clothes, and walked towards Li Xinran with steady steps.

"Miss, I am Han Jue from Tiangong Pavilion. May I ask your name?"

The young man bowed in greeting with a gentle smile on his face, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

"They are from Tiangong Pavilion, the famous weapon-refining family."

"Who is Han Jue?"

"He is the young master of Tiangong Pavilion. I heard that he is already a second-grade weapon refiner at such a young age. He is extremely talented."

The casual cultivators were discussing among themselves.

Han Jue considered himself a member of a prestigious family and always looked down upon others. Ordinary women were not in his eyes at all.

But when he saw Li Xinran today, he couldn't help but be attracted to her.

"Changshou Sect, Li Xinran!" Li Xinran answered coldly, his tone revealing a chill that kept people at a distance.

She didn't even give Han Jue a glance, as if he was just an insignificant speck of dust.

The enthusiasm that had originally flashed in Han Jue's eyes was poured cold water by this sudden coldness.

But instead of getting angry, he became even more excited.

His eyes shone with gold, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart:

"Aloof and cool, I like it..." The cold look aroused Han Jue's desire to conquer.

Seeing that Li Xinran was indifferent to his kindness, he did not get angry. He just smiled and asked with concern:

"Miss Li, are you also going into this foggy mountain?"

Li Xinran frowned slightly and replied calmly, "Yeah."

Han Jue noticed her strange expression and continued to ask, "Why would Miss Li risk entering this dangerous, misty mountain?"

Li Xinran hesitated for a moment, then spoke:

"My brother, he...he accidentally entered the mountain."

Han Jue pretended to be surprised: "What? Is this true? That's too dangerous!"

He paused, then continued, "This Misty Mountain is extremely dangerous. Miss Lin, if you rush in like this, I'm afraid..."

Li Xinran naturally understood what he meant, but said coldly: "Thank you for your concern, I will go in no matter what."

Han Jue was secretly delighted to see her resolute attitude. This was the perfect opportunity for him to act as a hero and save the beauty.

So he took out an exquisite jade bottle from his bosom and handed it to Li Xinran:

"Miss Li, you don't know that the miasma in this foggy mountain will not only suppress the spiritual power of the cultivators,

It can also erode spiritual consciousness, cause hallucinations, and easily lead to mental loss.

I have a bottle of poison-proof pills here that can resist the miasma that erodes your consciousness. I'll give it to you."

Li Xinran looked at the jade bottle in Han Jue's hand. Although she was grateful, she didn't want to owe Han Jue a favor, so she asked:

"No need."

Han Jue generously wanted to put the jade bottle into Li Xinran's hands:

"It's just a few pills, not worth mentioning. Miss Li, you don't have to be polite."

As he said that, he reached out to hold Li Xinran's hand, wanting to take the opportunity to get closer to her.

However, before his hand touched Li Xinran, it was split in half by a sharp sword energy.

"Get your dirty hands off me!"

Li Chengyou shouted angrily, protecting Li Xinran behind him, and shot his cold eyes at Han Jue like a sharp blade.

Seeing this, Li Xinyi was about to call "Big Sister" when Li Chengqian quickly covered her mouth and signaled her with his eyes not to reveal her identity.

Although Li Xinyi didn't understand why, she knew that now was not the time to be willful.

He nodded obediently and lowered his voice:

"Sister, are you okay?"