The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

Qian Duoduo said with a relaxed look:

"I don't have any special experience, because I carry with me the ancient protective magic weapon - Qiankun Mirror.

So those illusions had no effect on me. I simply fell into a deep sleep in the red spider lily field, hypnotized by the fragrance of the flowers."

After hearing this, everyone wanted to kick Qian Duoduo, the spendthrift idiot.

Finally, Li Xinyi looked at Li Chengze and asked:

"Seventeenth brother, what about you?"

Li Chengze was silent for a moment, then looked at Li Xinran calmly.

"I was a poor scholar who spent my days studying. In the end, I died in poverty."

Li Chengze said lightly, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone, but his eyes drifted towards Li Xinran intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ah... That's so boring."

Li Xinyi curled her lips, obviously not interested in Li Chengze's answer.

"Big sister, what about you?"

Li Chengyou asked curiously. He knew that Li Xinran never liked dull things, and her fantasy experience must be very exciting.

Li Xinran avoided Li Chengyou's gaze and said impatiently:

"Okay, stop asking. I don't know how long we've been in this dream. Let's rest for a while and then set off!"

"All right!"

Seeing that Li Xinran was unwilling to say more, everyone stopped asking questions and found a place to rest.

Li Chengze looked at Li Xinran's back and thought to himself:

Although they don't know each other in the illusion and their appearances are different, we can still guess who they are based on inference.

Li Xinran would never let anyone know that she was the empress in the fantasy world and that she liked to keep male favorites.

At this time, Li Chengze noticed that Shen Meng was missing. He looked around but couldn't find Shen Meng.

He thought again of everything that happened in the first reincarnation of the illusion. Was that Sister Shen?

Why did I only experience it once in reincarnation? With questions,

He looked at his sachet silently, and Shen Meng was not inside either.

"Did he go to reincarnate?"

In the underworld, Shen Meng stared at the Naihe Bridge, where the ghosts she brought down were happily drinking Mengpo soup.

Meng Po soup was colorful and fragrant, and Shen Meng couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

On the other side, Luo Tian changed into a black ghost messenger uniform.

With his messy hair tied up high, he looks handsome and heroic.

It turned out that his bloodline was too high, and the underworld no longer had the right to decide whether he would stay or go.

We can't send him to reincarnation either, we can only ask for God's will.

In the underworld now, he has truly become a living devil.

No one dares to offend.

When Meng Po saw Luo Tian, ​​her eyes lit up and she wanted to hang on him.

"Oh, No. 6666, look at this guy, he's so handsome, he's my type!"

"Didn't you like Lord Qinggui not long ago? How come you've changed your mind now?"

"Hey, you don't understand girls' minds. They all have their own charms!"

Luo Tian was startled by Meng Po's enthusiasm and smiled awkwardly.

"Master Mengpo, please stop teasing me."

"Okay, let's chat!"

Meng Po covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, then twisted her waist and went back to continue making the soup.

Shen Meng walked up to Qing Gui and asked softly:

"Lord Qinggui, can you give me a storage bag? I want to store my soul stones. Look at this big bag I have."

Shen Meng patted the big bag of stones in her arms and smiled sweetly.

"Hey, you'd better stop laughing." The ghost's laughter always carried a bit of weirdness, which was really annoying even for ghosts.

Qing Gui looked at the increasingly brighter color around Shen Meng and nodded in satisfaction.

He casually took out a black storage bag and handed it to her.

"Here, this is for you. It's specially made for ghost messengers. It's durable and long-lasting!"

Shen Meng took the storage bag and thanked him sincerely:

"Thank you, Master Qinggui!"

He threw all the soul stones in his arms into the storage bag.

The green ghost beside him twitched his mouth when he saw this.

"How many soul stones did this girl stuff into her arms?"

After saying goodbye to Qing Gui, Luo Tian was still waiting for her.

"Brother Luo Tian, ​​I'm leaving now. You should get used to the rules here first."

"Okay, sister Meng'er."

The name "Sister Meng'er" made Shen Meng embarrassed.

"Um...Brother Luo Tian, ​​just call me Shen Meng."

"Well, once I get familiar with this place, I'll come find you!"

"Okay! I'm leaving." Shen Meng didn't think much about the meaning of Luo Tian's words, turned around and left Naihe Bridge.

Tiandao: "Ah! What a bad fate..."

Deep in the forests of southern Xinjiang, Li Chengze, Li Xinran and their group finally arrived at the center of southern Xinjiang.

An ancient city gate stands tall, with three large characters "Nanjiang City" carved on the mottled stone wall, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Li Xinran took a step forward and gently knocked on the copper ring on the city gate.

A dull sound echoed in the silent air. After a moment, the city gate creaked open a crack.

A man in brightly colored ethnic costume stuck his head out and looked at them warily.

"Who's visiting?" the man asked in a language they didn't understand.

Fairy Bingxin stepped forward and handed over a jade plaque with delicate patterns engraved on it.

"Changshou Sect Bingxin, I've come to visit you specially."

The man took the jade token and examined it carefully.

A hint of respect flashed in his eyes, and then he said in a stiff common language:

"Please come in, distinguished guest." After saying that, he opened the city gate.

As they stepped into the city gate, the scene before them amazed everyone.

Different from the eerie and terrifying poisonous forest outside, the city of Nanjiang is like a paradise.

The birds are singing and the flowers are blooming, and the scenery is pleasant.

Tall trees are lush and leafy, colorful flowers are blooming, and clear streams run through the city.

Exquisite bamboo buildings are hidden among the green trees, creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

In just a moment, the city became lively.

Monks of various attire poured in from the city gate one after another, most of them in groups of three or five.

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation on their faces, and it was obvious that they came for the legendary treasure.

"I heard that people from the Golden Treasure Pavilion arrived five days ago, but they still haven't found the whereabouts of the treasure."

"I heard that this treasure was left behind by an ancient great being. It contains countless rare treasures and cultivation secrets!"

Various discussions came into their ears, and Li Xinran, Fairy Bingxin and others looked at each other, feeling anxious.

"Don't panic, let's go see the city lord first!"

Passing through the bustling streets, Li Xinran and his party arrived at the city lord's mansion under the curious gaze of local residents.

The city lord's mansion is not like an ordinary mansion with carved beams and painted buildings. Instead, it is full of exotic style, with high roofs.

The sturdy wooden pillars and the mysterious totems carved on the walls all demonstrate the unique culture of southern Xinjiang.

Entering the main hall, I saw an old man lazily reclining on a wooden chair covered with tiger skin, with a colorful cloth wrapped around his head.

A few strands of silver-white hair poked out playfully from the cloth, and a shrewd light shone in her deep eyes.

He held a long pipe in his right hand, and the smoke added a bit of mystery.

On his left ear was a large silver earring, which swayed gently with his movements.

The turquoise inlaid on it emits a faint light.

The knuckles of his hands were thick, and his ten fingers were covered with rings of various jewels. It was obvious at a glance that he was of noble status.

Behind the old man stood a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

She was wearing a national costume with a red base and intricate patterns embroidered on it, which made her skin look as white as snow.

Her long black hair was combed into many small braids and decorated with silver hair accessories, making her look more playful and cute.

On her slender white neck, she wore several silver collars, which trembled slightly with her breathing.

Exquisite silver jewelry is also worn on the wrists and fingers, adding a touch of exotic style.

The girl had bright eyes and white teeth, and her eyes were full of life. Her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak and were extremely lively.