The four eyes are facing each other, one is indifferent, the other is full of crisis.

Mingmei looked at the man condescendingly, and the man slowly closed his eyes again, only slightly fluttering eyelids, indicating that all this was not an illusion.

Everyone was taken aback, this guy was really resurrected, the plan he had planned for three hundred years was really successful, if he succeeded, and then repeated, he could really live for a thousand years, and he would use other people's souls to achieve his own immortality.

Everyone's eyes were on the bed and the people under the bed, the clothes on these two people were very interesting, the two people were wearing immortal robes, and they couldn't see their identity characteristics from their appearance.

Mingmei took Zan Jinyu's hand and jumped down, and the rest of the people looked at it with great envy, they also wanted to take a closer look at this ghost and evil talent three hundred years ago, but Mingmei didn't take them to play at the critical moment......

Hui Ming said with a blank eye: "Master, Master! ”

Bright: "......"

Zan Jinyu: "Ahem! ”

Mingmei's finger flicked a glimmer of light, and the light wrapped everyone down, and everyone was relieved.

The man on the bed obviously knew that he had been discovered, and he was very curious about how the crowd had come down, and he quietly opened his eyes, and saw the crowd descending from the sky, and his eyes widened all at once, and he could no longer close them.

Mingmei: "Don't pretend?" ”

The man's chest rose and fell violently, and he turned his head slightly to look at Mingmei.

At this time, you can see that his eyes are red, as if the blood vessels inside are about to burst, the black part of the eyes is scary, revealing an unkind light, the skin on his face is transparent enough to see the blood vessels inside, and his lips are red as if he has just finished sucking blood.

This is a person with strong color contrasts, vivid, unique, and weird.

The man's gaze was fixed on the bright, scrutiny, gentleness, anger, and restraint.

He obviously knew in his heart that the person who could finally come to this place was no longer an ordinary person.

He tried to speak, but when he opened his mouth, there was a sharp gasp.

Mingmei said: "I reshaped the limbs and bones, the five internal organs, the muscles, bones and blood, the six senses and the seven senses, but was found out by others, and the success fell short, you are very angry?" ”

Hui Ming wanted to laugh a little, who can not be angry, this is a person or a ghost will be extremely angry!

The man was stunned for a moment, his gaze getting cold.

Mingmei smiled, knowing that she had hit the man's heart headache. She looked around and found that the layout here was like a fairyland on earth, although the decoration was simple, but the wall depicted the scene of the heavenly palace, auspicious clouds, majestic mountains, palaces, palace E's stepping on auspicious clouds, going back and forth, holding gold jewelry and jade in her hands, rare fruits, spiritual liquid elixir.

On the mural, there is a person standing at the door of the largest hall, whose appearance is seven points similar to the person on the bed, and countless palace ladies bow to him, extremely respectful.

As for the rest of the murals, there are many immortals, ghost generals, bowing to the people on the white jade bed, and it is obvious that the person who painted himself regarded himself as the master of the rest of the people.

The ambition is huge, you can see it!

The man who knelt on the ground turned into a dry bone and still maintained a kneeling posture.

Mingmei took a closer look and found that the kneeling person, his hands, knees, soles, and coccyx were all nailed to the ground, and the part connected to the ground was nailed to the ground, which was also the masterpiece of the person on the white jade bed.

The cruelty of the means can also be seen.

To sum up, the person in bed is extremely ambitious, extremely determined, ruthless, unscrupulous in order to achieve the goal, and can sacrifice everyone around him to achieve himself.

The man followed the bright gaze and twisted his head, looking nervous and angry.

Mingmei looked at him indifferently and said, "What are you afraid of?" ”

The man couldn't speak, except that his wheezing was heavier, like a tattered bellows being pumped around.

Zan Jinyu looked around, the more he looked, the more emotional, and said treacherously in his heart, he looked at Zhang Qinggu and said, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you speak?" ”

Only then did everyone look at Zhang Qinggu and find that he had been silent since he came in.

Zhang Qinggu stared at the person on the bed, did not speak, but walked to the kneeling man at the end of the bed, he knelt down, bowed to the kneeling person, and then pulled out the nails that were nailed to the person's body.

Hui Ming hurriedly said: "Sir, you put on gloves, is this person Gui Xingzi?" He helped the emperor so much, why did the emperor hate him so much, he actually nailed his whole body with nails, hey, it's too crippled, this is the end of fighting for the tiger. ”

Zhang Qinggu's fingers paused.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and suppressed: "This is not Guixingzi!" ”

"Huh? He is not Guixingzi, so who is he? ”

Everyone looked at each other, and as soon as they came in just now, they automatically recognized the person on the bed as the emperor, and the person on the ground as Gui Xingzi who was loyal to the emperor to death.

Now when I hear such a truth, I can't help but be surprised, and then look at Mingmei and Zan Jinyu, but I seem to have known it for a long time, and I can't help but secretly stick out my tongue, it turns out that I am too dull.

Zhang Qinggu said: "He is the emperor!" ”

Hui Ming smacked his tongue: "The person on the bed ......"

Zhang Qinggu said coldly: "Return to Xingzi!" ”

Hui Ming: "......"

Everyone: "......"

Gui Xingzi on the bed gasped violently, he could only turn his head on the bed, and he couldn't see Zhang Qinggu's appearance clearly, but he felt that Zhang Qinggu's voice was familiar, so familiar that it looked like his friend many years ago.

He was lying in bed, no longer knowing what year or month it was, only that he himself had fallen short on the verge of success, and his identity had been discovered.

He thought of the increasingly thin aura, as well as the destroyed formation, and knew that this time he was afraid that he was a fellow Daoist, but he was afraid that it was still a fellow Daoist who was higher than his own Dao Practice.

This kind of thought is getting stronger and stronger, so that he can't get right away and fight with the other party.

But he was now a half-dead man, and it was difficult to lift even a finger.

Gui Xingzi was thinking about everyone in his heart, and everyone was also looking at him.

The emperor calculated Gui Xingzi, thinking that he had received a powerful dog, who knew that it was himself who was calculated in the end, Gui Xingzi fooled the emperor to build an emperor-like mausoleum with the power of the country, and promised him a dream of dominating the ghost domain, and calculated so many people with spiritual luck, but the final result was to make wedding dresses for others.

Gui Xingzi slept on his white jade bed and enjoyed all the fruits, but he was infamous through the ages.

It's pathetic.

Everyone looked at the emperor who was kneeling on the ground and his figure was shaky, almost breaking at the touch of it, and their feelings were very complicated.