Since the establishment of the Jiangnan family 500 years ago, the ancestral hall has never been lit up, and now it is suddenly dark, which immediately alarms everyone. A group of house slaves, maidservants, nurses and others rushed out in a panic and rushed to the direction of the ancestral hall.

Jiang Nanjun hasn't slept all the time, how could he not know that such a big thing happened over there? It's just that it happened faster than he expected.

When the house slave rushed into the Compassion Pavilion to report to him that the female ghost had fled, the first thing he thought of was the water bell who was winning the championship, and shouted "not good" a few times, and then rushed towards the ancestral hall with the house slave.

rushed to the door of the dormitory, the lanterns outside the door flashed into a flicker, but inside the dormitory, it was dark, quiet, and no one was silent.

Jiang Nanjun hesitated slightly, stretched out his hand to tear off the ghost sealing charm on the door, pushed open the door, raised the lantern and looked at it, and saw that the hall was drenched in black blood, and the cloud was clear and long gone.

It turned out that she didn't need to go out of the gate at all, but used her own ghost blood to escape from the void. It seems that I, a mortal, really can't fight against people from other realms......"

He couldn't bear his grief, choked in his throat, and loudly announced to the spiritual throne of the ancestors: "The ancestors are above, my sister Jiangnan Huanshu died in the Immortal Demon Banquet a hundred years ago, at the age of sixteen. There will be no such person in the world from now on......"

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Shui Ling'er successfully spelled out the crown of Tongtian on the beautiful beach, and was happily planning to find his master Zhuyue, but saw the picturesque sea, suddenly flooded with monstrous waves, and the sky also changed abruptly.

Before the master appeared, an ethereal black shadow stood in front of him like a ghost and stretched out his hand to him.

He was stunned, his brain seemed to have been slammed, and a name he didn't know when he was five years old blurted out: "Ghost King Yunqing!" ”

As soon as the name came out, the world swirled in an instant, and everything began to recover.

His memories after the five-year-old apprenticeship ceremony all came back like a tide, and when he looked down at himself, he was no longer a five-year-old child, and he had returned to the shape of an eighteen-year-old boy.

At this time, the ocean, the beach, and the stormy sky all disappeared, and he was shocked to find that he was standing in the pear blossom pass at the same time as Yun Qing.

"This ...... What is this place? ”

Yun Qing looked around and looked at the overwhelming pear blossoms in surprise, a little incredulous, thinking that she had followed Shui Ling'er into another virtual realm.

Shui Ling'er never expected that the disappearance of the virtual realm would send her back with her, and she panicked all of a sudden, and said angrily: "Yunqing, you evil ghost!" You hurt my aunt, hurt my brother Jiangnan, and killed so many innocent people, you really don't deserve to live in the world anymore! This Emperor God Crown is already in my hands, you can't imagine it! I won't let your ghost defile my aunt and husband's pear blossom pass, so I'm going to fight for my aunt and make your soul fly away! ”

"Ewha Blossom Ao? Isn't this place imaginary? Yun Qing blinked, thinking back to what he had just yelled at, as if he had suddenly figured out something, and raised his head and let out a creepy laugh: "Your aunt and husband's pear blossom pass?" I figured it out, Mobei Snow Plain, she didn't see a trace for seven days, it turned out that she was hiding in this mountain col where the snow couldn't float with that demon man! Hahahaha......"

"What are you talking nonsense, you ugly? Who do you say is with whom? Shui Ling'er was even more angry by her.

Yun Qing shrugged his shoulders and sneered, "Who with whom?" I said that you, a little cub of Jiluo Mountain, will not die until the end of your life, and you will still be kept in the dark, right? The person I'm talking about is your shameless aunt and the owner of this place! ”

"Shut up! You brute, you are not allowed to insult my aunt and Mr. Feather Wind with such foul language! Shui Ling'er pointed at her and scolded.

Yun Qing was stunned for a moment and asked, "Mr. Yufeng?" Who is this? ”

Shui Ling'er replied coldly: "Mr. Yufeng, that's what you just said, the owner of this Pear Blossom Pass, a Confucian who you will never deserve to know his name!" ”

"What? That feather wind you're talking about is a Confucian scholar? Hahaha......" Yun Qing couldn't straighten up with a smile, holding his stomach and shouting: "Shui Ling'er, are you naïve and stupid, or stupid and naïve?" ”

Shui Ling'er was so angry that she didn't bother to analyze her words, and shouted, "What do you mean?" Do you want to delay time and die later? ”

Yun Qing snorted, spread his palms and said, "I don't have the obligation to call you, and I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore." Since the crown is mine, you can return it to me quickly! ”

Shui Ling'er pressed her anger, rubbed her nose, and suddenly wanted to abuse this shameless female ghost, and vented her anger for Xi Mutong and Jiang Nanjun, so she sneered and said, "Want to take the imperial crown?" Come after me! If you catch up, you'll give it to you, if you can't catch up, you kneel and call me a few grandpa, and then let grandpa I throw you into the pit and wash away! ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran.

Yun Qing shouted angrily: "You stinky little begging for food, return the imperial crown to me!" And he drew his legs and chased after him. (To be continued.) )