I have been assisting these years

The world below the mountain is scorched.

When Wen Xuanqing came here, he had seen many scenes of ghosts slaughtering humans. He could save the present but not everyone.

Feng Changyu said that he would see Yuling later.

Wen Xuanqing did see it.

The ghost soldiers overwhelmed the environment, the ghostly aura covered the sky, and the snow changed color.

He saw the man in the lead.

Yuling has also grown up, her chin is pointed, her almond eyes no longer contain the shyness of the past, but she was still surprised for a moment when she first saw the person standing beside Feng Changyu.

There is a small frozen river between them, whether it is a ghost or a Taoist, it is easy to cross.

But this river has been frozen for many years, and I don't know what it will look like when it melts again.

Maybe there is no coming year, it will be filled with dust and become flat land.

Yu Ling looked away, raised her hand, and the ghost army behind her rushed forward.

The ice on the river surface was crushed, and the sound of fighting continued. Those who followed Feng Changyu were all disciples with good cultivation in Que Nei. These days, they ran around with Feng Changyu, and their cultivation base also improved under the guidance of the other party. .

Wen Xuanqing chased that figure, he had too much to say, after the demon king was passed on, he was forced to acquire too many other people's memories, which caused some changes in his personality.

But for Yuling, he still has a lot to say.

He never forgot when he was a teenager, and he didn't have time to say a lot during that intimate time.

How come the years of separation have turned into two different positions, into the distant distance in the sound of swords and halberds?

Even though the number of ghost soldiers far outnumbered these disciples, there was nothing left after Feng Changyu made his move.

Her recent thirteen masters have already achieved great success, even the ghost generals can't do anything to her. In the previous battles, the ghost clan has already lost many generals.

Such news spread to Huang Quandao from time to time, but Yan Qi, who was lying on the rocking chair in the Hall of Ghost Greed, remained indifferent.

The ghost queen sent people to threaten her again and again, and she didn't bother to answer.

The Hall of Ghost Greed was dark, and Yan Qi hung a plate of ghost stones from the ghost clan on the top.

The clear light merged into a bunch and fell, she played with the ghost mark in her hand, and waited for the ghost soldier below to report, then waved the other party to leave.

The world of ignorance bored her.

She was also bored with the outside world.

The world that the ghost clan has wanted for generations is nothing more than a desire.

She didn't either, and these frequent movements were just the Queen's thoughts.

The ghost queen imprisoned the ghost woman who raised her back then, and threatened Yan Qi to kill that woman if she didn't get rid of Feng Changyu outside.

Yan Qi doesn't care much.

The ghost clan is not as good as her at present, without her, they will shrink for tens of thousands of years in this lightless world.

There was a lot of battle outside, and she didn't go out to actually face people who practiced Taoism.

Some want to end.

With this thought, thousands of voices sounded in my head, clamoring to end it quickly.

Is it the end of killing Feng Changyu?

Or does it end after killing a ghost?

It is still the end of this messy land.

The world is so lively, so lively and boring.

It washed away half of her blood, but it still couldn't wash away her occasional curiosity.

There are also the prosperity, lights, feelings, regrets, misses in the memory of other people's souls...

The only thing she could empathize with was jealousy.

Although that person's jealousy seems to be there, it is magnified in thousands of people in his body, surging endlessly.

A few well-cultivated ghost soldiers lingered on, but they still protected Yuling.

Feng Changyu pointed at Yuling with the long sword, turned his head and asked Wen Xuanqing, "It's rare for you to see each other, what do you want to say?"

Wen Xuanqing saw the hatred in Yu Ling's eyes clearly, but he didn't understand where the hatred came from, and smiled wryly: "I have nothing to say."

There's so much to say, it's hard to get the words out.

Yu Ling turned her head, "Me too."

This scene is a little funny.

The latter disciples won the battle. It is not that they have never seen Lingsi of this ghost clan before following Feng Changyu. Some people also knew that the other party was from Yuqingque, and they were very curious when they mentioned it.

But the elder sister of Yuemen can kill her every time but doesn't kill her, as if she is hanging on the other party and waiting for someone to come over.

They didn't realize until today that they were waiting for another disciple of Yuemen.

Feng Changyu has no feelings for Yuling, she has always been indifferent to things, Qi Jin hooked her closed love hole, knocked on the edge of the nerves, but still couldn't make her empathize with other people's feelings.

She didn't kill Yuling because Wen Xuanqing came out of the same family as her, and Qi Jin tried his best to match up back then, as if the two ended up like this and failed Qi Jin.

If Qi Jin was here, he would probably cry out for grievances again.

She really didn't know how she came up with some bad ideas, and she didn't accomplish a thing.

"You do it, or do I do it?"

Feng Changyu's figure moved instantly, and silently killed several ghost soldiers surrounding Yuling.

Wen Xuanqing took a deep look at Yuling and was about to say something when a murderous aura came from behind Feng Changyu. The overwhelming ghostly aura made the atmosphere tense, and everyone present went on alert.

Hoarse laughter came, and a woman's figure appeared beside Yu Ling in the black mist.

There was a jade feather between her and Feng Changyu, and the same side faces of the two were exposed in front of everyone, causing many people to gasp.

"Why...you look the same as Senior Sister Feng, this person?"

"She... she is the ghost king!"

A disciple who had a lot of experience in fighting ghosts shouted, Yan Qi's robe was easy to recognize, with red silk thread pierced in the black, but it gave off a ragged feel, not at all in line with the ghost king's demeanor.

But her demeanor is so serious that people ignore her attire.

It's just that she didn't make a move on the battlefield before, she was clearly the leader, but she seemed like a spectator.

Occasionally he makes up shots, but he doesn't try his best, and his face is still wearing a mask, so he can't see his face.

"Ghost King...!?"

When Wen Xuanqing heard what his fellow disciples said, he called out to Senior Sister.

When Yu Ling heard his eager voice, her eyes dimmed again, and she turned her head away.

But Yan Qi pinched his chin and was forced to look at Wen Xuanqing.

The other party lowered his head and rubbed his lips next to her ear, "The person you have been thinking about day and night has appeared. You have worked hard for so many years for him, why are you afraid to look at it now?"

She and Feng Changyu didn't look at each other, but the air around them was surging, obviously they were fighting.

The heat and coercion in her ears made Yuling tremble a little.

Even though her current strength is not inferior to the four ghost generals, because of the blood change, she is not a complete ghost body, nor is she born with ghost blood like Yan Qi, and is always subject to the ghost clan class.

She couldn't speak, Yan Qi sighed faintly, and rubbed a finger against Yu Ling's cheek, "Even if your physique has been changed, your essence is still a human..."

"People are all weaknesses."

Her sharp claws suddenly stretched out, and Feng Changyu raised his long sword. The sharp claws and the blade met each other, and there was an ear-piercing sound of hanging. Yu pulled to avoid the blow of the claw, but was still severely injured.

The ills after the blood exchange came out at this moment, and she was so anxious that she couldn't open her eyes from the pain.

It was as if the blood was being summoned, rushing out of the skin, she felt her face was covered with hot liquid, she stood precariously on the side and reached out to touch it, her face was covered in blood.

Bubbling out from the skin.

Yan Qi, who was fighting with Feng Changyu, laughed wildly, "I said earlier that you have to pay the price when you have power. You are always my failed work..."

Her voice was extremely unpleasant, but her tone was very excited, and there was a false disappointment in her madness, "Back then you said that you would make that person pay the price... Why, after so many years, you can't bear it anymore?"

These words pierced Yu Ling's body every word, and she had nothing to say.

On the contrary, Wen Xuanqing over there rushed over and hugged the bleeding old man.

"Sister Ling! Yuling!"

Wen Xuanqing's body always had a scent of green grass, and Yuling suddenly thought of a gray-haired rabbit that she had seen in the yard when she was a child.

She hugged him, she liked the soft fur of the rabbit, and she couldn't help rubbing her face against the other's fur.

It's a pity that she turned her head to get the carrot, and the rabbit ran away.

Later, I mentioned it to Brother Xuanqing, but Brother Xuanqing blushed and asked her to stop talking.

"Why...why did you become like this...why didn't you wait for me? Why did you leave in the first place?"

Wen Xuanqing's moon-white repair robe was stained red by the blood on Yu Ling's body. The eyes of the almond-eyed girl back then were dull, no longer as vivid as in memory, and she didn't go to see Wen Xuanqing.

She didn't want to answer these questions.

She still felt that she was right.

She doesn't like the closeness between Wen Xuanqing and Qi Wujin, but it's hard to open her mouth. She didn't hurt each other, she just walked away.

She thought she could gain strength and stand shoulder to shoulder with the opponent, but the person she met was a devil, and she had no choice, thinking about what happened.

Just in case.

But once the path is chosen, there is no way to turn back.

Occasionally, I miss the time of Yuqing Que, but most of the time I miss the days when I was a neighbor with Wen Xuanqing when I was young.

At that time, when I was young, I didn't know what it was like to be sad, and I didn't understand why there were so many resentments. I just wanted to get close, and it would be nice if I could get closer.

in case……

If she hadn't gone to Yuqing Temple back then, and hadn't happened to be chosen, would she have been able to live her life in a normal way?

Wen Xuanqing didn't get an answer, his tears dripped between Yu Ling's eyebrows, diluting a trace of blood.

As if awakened by this heavy tear, Yuling glanced at Wen Xuanqing.

But her vision was blurred, and all she saw was a hazy shadow.

Bubbles are average.

Like the phantom in those days when the blood was exchanged, it later became an old shadow that Lingsi led the ghost soldiers to kill people.

After being numb for so many years, I almost forgot my original intention.

She has done a lot of things, killing people is a trivial matter, sowing discord between Daomeng is a trivial matter, all of them are not worth mentioning, as long as they are bad, they will be bad.

But she still remembered the soul hidden in the ghost king's body, calling her Yu Ling in countless gaps, instead of the ghost soldiers' "Ling Si".

"Wan... Wan Zhenzhi is in the... rabbit cage... under the cage... in House 26, Dong... Dongmin Lane..."

She grabbed Wen Xuanqing's arm with her hand, as if she was taking her last breath, she gasped softly, Wen Xuanqing could barely hear it.

But there is no half sentence about the explanation and answer between the two of them.

From the end of my life, I thought that if I want to be bad, I will be completely bad, but after all, I still have a soft heart.

Wen Xuanqing watched helplessly as the person in his arms lost his breath.

The demon veins in his body vibrated due to strong emotional fluctuations, and Yan Qi, who was fighting with Feng Changyu over there, gasped, "This breath..."

She laughed again.

Tears came from laughing, she looked at her younger sister who shared the same face as her, "Sister, your sect is really interesting, the ghosts accept everything..."

The disciples who were still in great shock over there turned even paler when they heard this sentence.

Wen Xuanqing put down Yu Ling's body, he attacked Yan Qi, but the other party turned around and dodged, without any intention of entanglement, disappeared out of thin air, leaving only one sentence -

"Feng Changyu, no, it should be my younger sister Yanxi. We will have a showdown at Tianheng Mountain on the twenty-eighth day of next month. It was too early last time, but I still couldn't help but take a look at you..."

The joy in her voice was obvious, and Feng Changyu frowned.

But when she turned around, more than half of the disciples who followed her to kill ghosts raised their swords at her.

Wen Xuanqing stood behind Feng Changyu holding Yuling's body.

"You, you are a ghost! And you! You are a demon!"

The aura of the two people was not concealed, and their identities were clearly revealed.

Wen Xuanqing didn't expect that the same family would turn against each other so quickly, but Feng Changyu was not surprised, she had expected such a day long ago.

"Let's go."

She said to Wen Xuanqing.

She didn't pay attention to the group of fellow students.

It's just that he couldn't help but turned his head and glanced in the direction of Yu Qingque.

I don't know when Wujin will wake up.

I'm running out of time.