The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

Li Chengze was tortured by the witch every night, his body was covered with wounds, and his spiritual world was eroded by endless despair.

For five years, he had spent countless dark nights in the Demon Realm.

Although tortured, he still had a glimmer of hope for this world.

His soul was like being imprisoned in a dark cage, unable to touch the light anymore.

Li Xinran and the disciples of Changshou Sect accepted a mission to eliminate demons.

As a cultivator in the Golden Core Stage, Li Xinran stepped into the Demon Realm without fear.

Lead the team with unstoppable force and open the door to the dark world.

The monsters were like grass in front of them, and were killed without a trace.

It was not until they were in the dead silence that they vaguely sensed the presence of Li Chengze and the other captured monks.

When Li Xinran found Li Chengze, she just glanced at him lightly.

His gaze was as cold as ice, as if he was looking at a dirty thing, which made him feel an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.

Despite this, he was still very happy that he was finally rescued.

Then, Li Xinran clenched the sword in his hand and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation.

At that moment, Li Chengze felt a sharp pain, as if the whole world collapsed under this sword.

And the ultimate expectation in his heart burst like a bubble at this moment and turned into nothingness.

It can be said that Li Xinran's sword became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Li Chengze did not die. Instead, at that moment, his heart was ignited by flames of anger and despair.

The cruelty of the world turned him into a demon completely. He was no longer the young man who longed for love, but turned into a demon cultivator who devoured everything.

Taking advantage of his own natural water spiritual roots, he began to absorb the energy from other demon cultivators in order to accumulate strength.

Ten years passed in the midst of slaughter and hatred.

He slaughtered the entire small world, as if he had become the kind of demon king that devoured darkness.

The little world gradually collapsed in his madness and despair.

He looked at everything in front of him and felt like a joke.

In the end, it turned into dust together with him and disappeared into the endless void.

"Xiao Zeze, let's go back to the sect."

A familiar voice woke Li Chengze up.

At this time, Li Chengze found that they had returned to the familiar crystal tomb.

Was everything just a dream? Why did it feel so real?

His heart felt like it was being torn apart.

Li Chengze recalled that after falling into the sea of ​​blood, memories that he had never had before began to appear in his mind.

He was in a daze and didn't know when he returned to the sect.

After bidding farewell to the Sect Master, on the way back to Xiaozhu Peak,

Lin Xiaoxi was waiting here specifically for Li Chengze to come back. When she saw the person coming, she ran over.

"Junior Brother Chengze, you're back!"

"Yes, Senior Sister Lin." Li Chengze responded indifferently.

Lin Xiaoxi's next words made him verify the authenticity of his memory.

"Junior Brother Chengze, I heard that you brought back the blood of a true dragon this time. Can you..."

Lin Xiaoxi was interrupted by Li Chengze before she finished speaking.

The tearing feeling in his heart became stronger. He covered his chest with his hands and had difficulty breathing.

"Stop talking. The blood of the true dragon has been handed over to the sect master. Senior Sister Lin, I'm tired."

Li Chengze didn't even glance at Lin Xiaoxi and walked straight towards the bamboo house.

He broke out in a cold sweat after hearing Lin Xiaoxi's words.

Standing in front of the bamboo house, he stared at his shaking hands.

"If those images are real, then I..."

"Xiao Zeze, where does Lin Xiaoxi get the nerve to even want the blood of a real dragon? Shameless!"

Shen Meng made a face in the direction Lin Xiaoxi left.

"By the way, why does Zhonglin Xiaoxi's luck seem to have faded a lot? Is it an illusion?" Shen Meng muttered, without delving into it too much.

Li Chengze came back to his senses and looked at Shen Meng floating beside him:

"No, it's different now, everything is different,

If I hadn't become a disciple of Fairy Bing Xin, nothing would have happened."

He began to realize that everything had changed after meeting Shen Meng.

All the past events flashed through his mind.

It was Shen Meng who blocked Lin Xiaoxi's advances for him;

It was Shen Meng who made him reject the offer from Fairy Bing Xin;

It was Shen Meng who saved him time and time again.

Yes……

Li Chengze suddenly held onto the door frame, sneering in his heart.

It turns out that what he wanted was always by his side.

Tiandao: "Hey boy, you finally got it. I give you a thumbs up!"

Outside the library, a young-looking Master Mo Yuan was still playing chess.

"Master, you finally showed up."

Shen Meng suddenly appeared in front of Master Mo Yuan, holding his ghost head with his fist, staring straight at Master Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan looked at the light of merit surrounding Shen Meng, which was even brighter than before, and raised the corner of his mouth:

"It seems that the disciple has something interesting to share with the master?"

Li Chengze watched Shen Meng talking to the air, frowning and sticking out her tongue.

The little hands were waving in the air a few times, as if arguing with someone, or acting coquettishly.

He really wanted to know who Shen Meng was talking to, but those images appeared unconsciously in his mind.

He instinctively didn't dare to step forward to ask, for fear that his approach would break some kind of restriction and make Shen Meng unhappy.

He could only stand there silently, pretending to appreciate the surrounding scenery.

But my ears pricked up, hoping to hear a few words.

Master Mo Yuan took out an ancient book from his sleeve, with the five big characters "Nine Nether Ghost Fire Art" written on the cover.

"This is the second volume of the cultivation method. From today on, you will begin to practice the will-o'-the-wisp."

Shen Meng took the secret book and couldn't wait to open the first page. However, the text on it was like a heavenly book and she couldn't understand a single word.

"Master, this..."

Shen Meng looked up for help, but found that Master Mo Yuan had disappeared.

"This old man is not reliable at all, day by day!"

Shen Meng muttered and could only put the secret book away for the time being.

She turned around and saw Li Chengze standing obediently by the side, as if he had been waiting for her.

"Xiao Zeze, I just forgot to introduce my master to you."

Shen Meng smiled awkwardly, "Let's wait until next time. The old man is gone again."

Li Chengze responded with an "yes" obediently, and then followed Shen Meng back to Xiaozhu Peak obediently.

Li Chengze must have eaten something wrong. Why does he seem different?

Shen Meng was confused, but didn't care.

Late at night, after Li Chengze entered into meditation, Shen Meng flashed back to the underworld.

As soon as she stepped into the underworld, the scene before her made her jaw drop.

In the past, although the ghost queues could be described as "huge", at least there was a boundary and the end could be seen at a glance.

But what about now? The line is winding and endless, and I don’t know where it ends.

What surprised her even more was that all the ghost messengers, including the usually fairy-like and cute Meng Po,

They all wore the same black suits and cool sunglasses.

They look like a group of gangsters who walked out of a movie.

"My dear, Lady Mengpo, what's wrong with you? Are you doing group cosplay?" Shen Meng couldn't help but ask.