Twilight Ghost

"Where is Chongming? He really didn't come back?"

To catch the head is to catch the head, after all, it is concerned about whether the bait personally sent to the tiger's mouth has the possibility of surviving.However, seven days have passed, and there is still no trace of Hua Chongming who entered the snow-capped mountain. No one in the village dared to search for it, and his officers did not know the way to enter the mountain. Now, no one can think of a better way than to wait. Solution.

Li Mo packed Hua Chongming's luggage and sent it to Lin Chuchen, saying that he was asked to take him to the capital to give to Hua Gongzi's family, which was also Mu Xuejing's explanation.

Hua Chongming is dead, almost everyone thinks so, and there is no reason to be optimistic, because with his crude martial arts, he is lucky to be able to compete with "it" with more than three moves.

"It" kills people, most of the time with one move.

Even Hua Chongming himself believed that he was dead, in the hands of "it".

It was indeed a woman who opened the door that day, this time "it" changed into a peacock blue robe, as gaudy as it could be, but its facial features are delicate and delicate, without any makeup, its eyes look like lacquer, and its eyebrows are like willow leaves , completely looking like a girl in a boudoir.

Although he knew that it was just a painted skin, but like all bewitched men, he couldn't help kissing "it", and then watched "it"'s sharp five fingers piercing his chest.

The four corners turned into gray smoke in an instant, all kinds of illusions disappeared instantly, and countless white spots came rushing from the snow mist, like ghosts roaring.

When those white dots gradually approached, Hua Chongming finally realized that it was not a ghost, but a white fox, a ferocious white snow mountain demon fox.

And "it", "it" is the fox king.

No wonder those men who died tragically had no bones left. It turned out that they were buried in the mouth of a fox. "It" doesn't eat human flesh and blood, but only eats the heart. A beating heart is a delicacy that all monsters covet.

It is better to be a sensible ghost than a foolish one, so comforting himself, Hua Yilun closed his eyes and waited for "it"'s judgment.

But when the skinny five fingers were half an inch away from his heart, "it" stopped.

Slowly withdrew the sharp weapon piercing the heart from his body, "it" stretched out its bright red tongue to lick the blood between its fingers, and waved to the foxes who were grinning and waiting for the gluttonous feast, "Take him Go back, no one is allowed to touch him without my permission."

Hua Chongming slept for seven days without eating or drinking, if "it" hadn't put a fire spirit bead in his mouth to fix it, no matter how strong the young man was, he would die.

At noon on the eighth day, Hua Chongming finally opened his eyes, but what he saw was not the Nether Hell, but a few lively little white fox demons.

"He's awake, tell the king he's awake!"

A few little fox demons hugged him and pushed him in front of "it", then turned his head and retreated. Hua Chongming didn't dare to raise his head, and lowered his body to follow the little foxes out, but was stopped by an invisible force step.

"come here."

There is only "it" and him in the whole cave, which is a hundred times more terrifying than going to hell.

Hua Chongming leaned against the wall, furtively looking at the scenery in the cave.Since there is a luxuriously decorated large bed, then this should be "it" bedroom.Unexpectedly, there are no skeletons or dead bodies in the cave, snakes, scorpions, toads, "it" tastes very vulgar, and it is full of resplendent and resplendent looks, it is even more expensive than the biggest rich man in the capital.

"I let you come over."

When "it" was repeated for the second time, the tone was not so friendly, but Hua Chongming didn't know how to flatter him, and he was still nailed to the wall without moving, challenging the lower limit of "it" very desperately.

"I'll say it again, come here."

As the saying goes, there are only three things. If you don't follow the meaning of "it", you don't know how many pieces you will be torn into pieces.Hua Chongming rushed forward and knelt down on the ground, knocking his head loudly: "The little one knows that I am wrong, grandma, so please forgive the little one. There is an 80-year-old mother and an eight-year-old son on the little one. They usually eat and drink. I don’t know how good it would be to not have a habit of whoring and gambling at all..."

"It" didn't seem to like listening to him talking about it, and interrupted his nonsense very rudely: "What's your name."

"Huahuahua Chongming... I know such a cheap name is definitely not as good as your grandma..."

Before he finished speaking, Hua Chongming felt that "it" was in a bad mood, but this seemed to be the weirdness of "it"'s character, the more angry it was, the more gentle its movements were, and even the gesture of helping him up seemed to be helping him up. A fragile vase, so be careful and careful.

"It" took his hand and walked forward a few steps, Hua Chongming kept his head down and didn't dare to look at "it", for fear of seeing some terrifying monster again.But the hand that was holding him was really pretty, with soft white, rose-colored nails, and a full crescent moon. At first glance, it looked like the daughter of a wealthy family whose ten fingers did not touch the spring water.

The destination of the "it" was the big bed inlaid with countless pearls and gemstones. As soon as it got to the bed, "it" threw Hua Chongming into the bedding room, turned around and took off his clothes.

It's over, it's over, it's dead.

The demon red cotton robe sprinkled with peony flowers, the peacock blue outerwear made of high-quality satin, and the date-colored middle shirt inlaid with gold thread were taken off one by one by "it" and thrown in front of Hua Chongming. Just like a cat playing with a mouse, "it" seems to want to drive people to despair, and kindly give a straw, and then strangle them to death together with the last hope.

She took off her clothes more and more slowly, and finally didn't take them off at all, but this time it wasn't "it" playing tricks, but...

"Hua, come here, this button cannot be undone."

Hua Chongming had no choice but to bite the bullet and crawl over, and when he raised his head, he met those light gray eyes.

If this is what "it" really is, then there is no regret in dying on "it" bed.

That porcelain-white and clean skin is definitely enough to make any mortal woman vomit blood with jealousy, her eyes are like peach blossoms, and her two water-colored thin lips are even more imaginative. The original appearance of "it" is better than any painted skin.

It is also death, I must have accumulated a lot of virtue in my previous life to be able to share such a comfortable death.

The buttons embedded in the pure white underwear are really difficult to untie. It is obviously a monster that seduces men everywhere, but it is so conservatively dressed. If it is not for those beautiful painted skins, "it" would have starved to death countless times up.

Hua Chongming complained silently in his heart, but he still couldn't untie it. Finally, he could only ask in a begging tone: "Grandma, can you not take it off?"

After saying "it" like this, a few wisps of green smoke seemed to come out of its head, and angrily pulled off the jade button, and stood naked in front of Hua Chongming.

"M, man..."

Damn, it turned out to be a man!

At this moment, the "theory of accumulating virtue" in Hua Chongming's mind suddenly turned into a pile of scum, what kind of bullshit female ghost, thanks to him still thinking about the chic sentence "Peony flowers die, ghosts are also romantic", with such a face Yes, it's actually a man!

"My name is Bai Ze, and I am the king of this snow mountain."

When he said this, his aura was comparable to that of the all-powerful God of War, but if he was not naked, he might be more bluffing.

Hua Chongming had also heard the name "Bai Ze" before, the majestic ancient mythical beast on Kunlun Mountain, who knew astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom.

So the poor divine beast Bai Ze was groped up and down by the rude and uneducated playboy, "Master Bai, you didn't kill me just to call me here as a mount for me?"

"Of course...not." Bai Ze hit his forehead with a crisp chestnut, and the other party immediately flew out of bed, squatting in the corner pitifully looking at him, "Let me ask you, do you know why the residents of Twilight Snow Realm Generations of people have lived here, even if they are killed by me, no one dares to move out?"

Of course Hua Chongming didn't know, he hadn't been working hard in Muxue Realm for a long time, and Bai Ze was very satisfied with that foolish look.

"Let me ask you again, do you know why the Twilight Snow Realm has been frozen for thousands of years, and spring has never come?"

Hua Chongming didn't know again, this time's stupidity made Bai Ze more satisfied than last time.

"Why did I suddenly appear, and why did I suddenly start massacring the creatures here, even lonely ghosts?"

This time, Bai Ze didn't confuse him for a long time, and he seemed to be happy to answer this privacy question, "Because I want to."

This kind of irresponsible answer made Hua Chongming very annoyed, but now that his life was still in the hands of this person, he didn't dare to punch that crooked face.

"I don't know if you noticed when you went up the mountain that all the residents of Twilight Snow Realm have a phoenix tattoo on their hearts?"

"Li Mo said that tattoos are a tradition in their family."

"He's lying to you, that's a birthmark." Bai Ze turned his eyes away, walked forward slowly, lifted Hua Chongming's collar high, and flung him to the bedside with a backhand swing, and immediately pressed himself on top of him, The light gray pupils were suddenly filled with a dangerous aura, "It is the monster sealed in the 'Cup of Snow' that has branded the residents of the Twilight Snow Realm for generations, and you——you are a person in the territory."

As he spoke, he unbuttoned Hua Chongming's chest, and the vaguely shaped birthmark on his heart suddenly flashed a strange light, gradually transforming into the appearance of a phoenix.

"Impossible! My father is Han, and I grew up in the capital..."

"Let me tell you why there is no spring in Twilight Snow Realm, and why the residents in the territory are willing to endure my torture." Bai Ze tied the scattered strands of blue hair back to his ears, and his tone was as if he was talking about daily necessities, "A long time ago, 900 years ago. After Zhulu pacified the world, he abandoned the treasured sword "Cup of Snow" that had followed him for a long time in the Twilight Snow Realm. A peacock spirit who loved to compete was sealed in the "Cup of Snow", and the crystal cage that imprisoned him contained the spirit of the sun and the moon. Therefore, he was endowed with immortal life. But the long and endless loneliness changed his heart. He began to hate chasing the stag, hating all the people in Muxue who knew his whereabouts but did not rescue him. He cursed that Muxue would never have spring. Curse the people who live here to be tortured by cold and barren for generations, once they walk out of here, the phoenix in their hearts will turn into a fire and burn them to ashes!"

Regarding this story full of loopholes, Hua Chongming didn't care too much at the time, all he wanted to know was about his father: "Then why did my father walk out unscathed?"

"Because he took you with you, and you were only two years old at that time." Bai Ze's tone softened, and there was unprecedented peace in his gray pupils, "I don't want you to die."