Lancang God was shaking his head, intoxicated by the melodious sound of the guqin, when suddenly the strings broke and broke, his thoughts were instantly knocked away, and he suddenly jumped like thunder, stomped his feet and shouted: "These useless things!" Tell them to pick a piano like this, and see if I go back and don't peel their skin! ”

Xi Mutong was afraid that he would see what was on his mind, so he quickly calmed down, stood up from the side of the stone, and said, "The strings keep breaking, and the song is almost finished." Lancang God, you should give me the antidote, right? ”

Lan Cangshen was silent, walked a few steps forward angrily, didn't look at her, and stuffed the medicine bottle over. Xi Mutong was about to pick it up, but he retracted his hand again, leaned over with his big head, lowered his voice and asked mysteriously: "Xi Muxian, you tell me the truth, in your heart, is there still my righteous son?" ”

"What?" Xi Mutong was taken aback in vain, "What do you mean by this?" ”

She was already weak-hearted, but she didn't expect him to suddenly attack, thinking that her mind was leaked by a broken string, and she was a little frightened. “

"What do you mean? The little prince is willing to give up his life for you! Because of the loss of you, he almost died in the Jade Dragon Snow Peak. Later, you came down from the Zhili Mountain, and said goodbye to him again, and he hid in Hengshan and locked himself in the Hopeless Hall for ten years, and now he has made himself a living dead in order to force me to poison the unicorn for you. Xi Muxian, his love for you can be regarded as touching, so I ask you to play this song "Far Return", but remind you, don't forget the little prince! ”

Xi Mutong's mind moved, thinking that those things did not happen today, with the temperament of Lancang God, he would never mention it like this for no reason, so he took the medicine bottle from his hand, put it in his sleeve, and looked at him thoughtfully: "Lancang God, you are talking everywhere today. First asked me to play the song, and then kept mentioning the broken flute, it seems that something really big is happening here, otherwise you will never have been focusing on the little prince. I don't think you'll go around in circles, what's the matter, tell me quickly. ”

Lancang God laughed, "Xi Mu Immortal Hui has a blue heart, and I really can't hide anything from you!" Okay, let me know what you want to ask first, and I'll weigh it up and see if there's enough to change a tune. ”

Xi Mutong glanced at him contemptuously and said, "Your abacus is loud enough." Well, I have two things to ask you today. The first thing is that, according to the information I received, the territory of Yunnan is not very calm now, and the ghost clan seems to have started to make waves here, do you know what's going on? ”

Lancang God said disdainfully: "As the only surviving god in this world, I have never been interested in inquiring about the affairs of the ghost clan, but I only know that their current leader seems to be a powerful person. ”

"Chief?" Xi Mutong was taken aback, "The head of the ghost clan you are talking about, but it is a man called the Head Slayer Demon?" ”

Lancang God replied in a rough voice: "What head slaughterer? The head butcher's own head was slaughtered hundreds of years ago! ”

"What?" Xi Mutong's legs trembled, and she almost slipped again, but Yun Qing's sweet girl's face clearly appeared in front of her.

"What about you...... Know who the current ghost king is? What kind of person is he? ”

Lancang God couldn't stop swaying from side to side, "I don't know, I heard that it's a female ghost." ”

"Female ghost ......" Xi Mutong only felt that her chest was tight, and her neck seemed to be stuck by an invisible hand, making her unable to breathe. Thinking back to the Demon Dragon Cave, Jiang Nanjun's face was pale and distorted by pain, and she believed that she might not be better than him now. (To be continued.) )