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Chapter 219 This Ghost King Is Not So Cold (12)

There is a lamp in the room, it is a very strange lamp, it looks similar to an ordinary oil lamp, and the lamp is filled with kerosene or something, but the flame it burns is red.

Red as blood.

Pei was lucky enough to have never seen a lamp that could burn with this color. He couldn't help but take a second look and thought to himself: "Even if it is a will-o'-the-wisp, it won't be this color. This lamp should not be a vulgar object and can be silvered." If your Excellency Qian Guanri keeps it in your living room, it might be a rare treasure in heaven and earth."

Her eyes quickly moved away from the strange oil lamp, and fell to another place. There was a person sitting behind the bamboo curtain. She narrowed her eyes vigilantly, and slightly exerted force on her sword hand.

After discovering that the person was Yan Bai, Pei was fortunate to relax a little.

Yan Bai sat at the table, with a yellowed ancient book in front of him. He supported his chin with one hand and flipped through the book with the other. He looked at it quietly without squinting. Even if Pei Youxun approached him with a sword, Yan Bai Shiro didn't react at all, didn't even give her a look.

This kind of blindness made Pei Youxing feel funny, and thought: "Why are the ghost kings of this generation so arrogant? Even if I can't use magic power now, it looks innocent and harmless, but I really want to do it. Speaking of killing the Ghost King, it is not very difficult to hurt His Excellency Silver Spear Guanri."

She stopped in front of the bamboo curtain, keeping a very reasonable distance from Yan Bai. Through the bamboo curtain, the faint blood-colored light fell on Yan Baiying's imposing face. At this time, it seemed a little flamboyant.

Pei Youxing smiled at Yan Bai and said politely: "City Master Yan? I'm the one who disturbed you late at night."

Yan Bai seemed not to be able to see Pei Youxing's hand, and was still turning the pages of the book, as if he couldn't perceive the existence of the person in front of him.

Gradually, the outline of the face seemed to become clearer.

That face slightly raised its lips, that face was smiling at her.

Then again?

Just when she couldn't figure it out, she felt a chilly ghostly air beside her, and the black mist reappeared.

Then, he looked at her with Xiu Cheng's face, looking at her from a very close distance.

smiling at her...

Fortunately, Pei stretched out his hand to push aside the bamboo curtain, took a step closer to Yan Bai, and said again: "Master Yan, don't be so indifferent! I didn't do anything to hurt you in Dongfang Ghost City, just now I called you outside the house, you There was no response at all, so I just broke in."

Yan Bai didn't react at all, not to mention looking up at her, even the hand that turned the page didn't stop for a moment.

Pei Xunxing felt very strange, even if this Silver Spear Guanri His Excellency doesn't take himself seriously, he doesn't have to ignore himself like this!
Not even giving a look, this is a bit too much!

Yun Han and Xia Chenzhi came at about the same time, and other people in the pavilion came one after another.

smile at her...

Then, in that heaven, she and many old friends slowly built the heaven, and now only she and Fengqi are left.

Pei Yuxing gradually lost his mind and couldn't calm down.

Pei was lucky enough to hold the sword, and kept slashing at the black mist, slashing like crazy.

Still, smiling at her.

Yan Bai was still the same as before, without the slightest response, he concentrated on looking at the ancient book in front of him, as if he saw something interesting, his brows and eyes were slightly stretched, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, the whole person seemed to be softened Not a lot.

The ghosts went inside and saw Yan Bai sitting in front of the table with a big black hole in his chest. There was no bleeding from the hole, but his aura was disappearing continuously, and the shoulders had gradually faded and become transparent.

Pei Youxing suddenly realized something was wrong, she put the sword behind her back, walked to Yan Bai's side, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Fallen...Fallen Angel..."

That was the face of Ghost King Xiu Cheng.

She will never forget that face, since more than 5000 years ago, she has never forgotten it.

Pei Youxing frowned slightly and placed his hand on Yan Bai's shoulder. He paused for a moment and wanted to push it.

In the room, the lamp was still burning, and the color seemed to be darker, like the color of dried blood.

Pei Yuxing's consciousness was withdrawn for a moment, and when she was a little more awake, the cloud of black mist had floated over from the lamp and floated in front of her.

Pei Youxing could clearly see that her hand seemed to become transparent in an instant and passed through Yan Bai's shoulder.

She was surrounded by clouds of black mist, and in the black mist was the face of Ghost King Xiu Cheng.

again and again.

Only the two of them are left.

For a moment, her breathing stopped.

It was a face that was almost monstrously beautiful, like a large piece of red lotus blooming in hell, all the bewitching beauties were piled together and rubbed into the man's eyebrows and eyes.

It's smiling at her...

At the other end of the pavilion, Xie Lin, who was sitting on the brocade couch playing with the gold leaf flakes, was rummaging through the flakes in distress, when suddenly he froze, and his gaze turned somewhere.

The moment he passed through the passage, he came to Yan Bai's residence.

The black mist was split into two halves by her, and then that face slowly emerged from the two clouds of black mist, that beautiful and bewitching face.

It was as if a face could be seen in the black mist, which was a little blurry. Luckily, Pei You couldn't see very clearly, only the outline of the face could be seen.

So, she just can't feel the living things?
Just after thinking about it like this, Pei Youxing felt something was wrong again, because Yan Bai was the Ghost King of the Eastern City, he was already dead, and he was not considered a living thing, so what's going on?

Pei Youxing had a long-silent anger welling up without warning. She was so angry that she couldn't breathe, and there was a buzzing in her head. She couldn't think, but subconsciously raised the sword in her hand and pointed at the black mass. Fog broke through.

At this moment, something strange happened.

The situation in front of her made her a little overwhelmed, but she calmed down quickly and touched the table with her hand. This time, her hand did not pass through the table, but landed on the table safely and truly .

There was only one priest in the pavilion, Xie Lin was taken aback for a moment, and got off the brocade couch, a dark passage appeared in front of him, Xie Lin walked in.

On Pei Youxing's forehead, dark and complicated lines gradually emerged, glowing with bright red light, the patterns were extremely strange, exuding a gloomy and decadent atmosphere.

At this time, the black mist floated in front of the strange lamp burning with bright red flames. Under the gloomy light that looked like a demon fire, Pei was lucky enough to see that face clearly.

That was the ghost king Xiu Cheng, the man who killed the emperor, who killed countless people she was familiar with and strangers.

There was a person standing in front of Yan Bai, holding a sword in her hand. Her face was as pale as a piece of paper, and there were dark patterns on her forehead.

All ghosts know that pattern.

That is the mark of the Fallen Angel.

The fallen gods are dirtier and darker than the ghost king.

(End of this chapter)