Chapter 234 Ghosts Hate Living (1)

The light of the Divine Fire Pillar was dazzlingly bright, and in just a moment, the surroundings became dark again.

The noisy voices of people on Gufeng Mountain, the clanging of swords colliding, and the chaotic footsteps around him became more and more blurred. Hairpin Xing felt as if his body was being pulled far away, and then returned to nothingness in the process of pulling.

Somewhere on the mountain in Duzhou, in the dense jungle, there is a dense night rain falling down, moistening the fishy land. A golden spot of light suddenly appeared in the air, and then, the spot of light grew larger and larger, spreading out layer by layer like water waves, twisting the air.

With a "pop", someone fell out of it.

The hairpin groaned in pain.

The wound that Gu Baiying healed for her ended here. After leaving Gufeng Mountain, the wound that had been scorched by the divine fire began to spread real pain. It was as if the gaps in her bones were filled with those raging fires, and every step she took was piercing to the bone.

Mimi's sobbing came from her side.

Hairpin Xing looked down, and Mimi was lying beside her, struggling to look at her with her eyes open. Her beautiful snow-white fur could no longer be seen as it was. Hairpin Xing bent down and picked Mimi up from the ground.

She was still holding the Wanxing hairpin in her hand, and around her wrist was the red hair band that Gu Baiying had tied to her. When they were in Wufan City, everyone lost their energy, and the mirage was pressing hard. When they were at the end of the road, Gu Baiying also brought this hair to himself.

"It's called 'Zhu Yan', it's a gift from the head master, and it's engraved with an escape spell. As long as I use my soul power, it can help people escape no matter what kind of danger, and it's a life-saving spiritual tool. ."

The boy's words came to his ears again.

Gu Baiying really didn't lie. Before the ten thousand killings, so many disciples in the Xiu Xian world were eyeing them, and she was able to escape. It's just that she can still live in this corner, what should Gu Baiying do? What awaits him is the charge of colluding with the demons. Can the real Shaoyang really keep her?

Her heart was up and down, Mimi in her arms stretched out her claws and scratched her lightly, Hairpin lowered her head, Mimi opened her mouth, and spat out a blue bag.

"Qiankun bag?"

Hairpin Xing reached out and took the Qiankun bag. Before she had an accident, she put the Qiankun bag in the house. Hongsu later came to the Ten Thousand Killing Formation with Mimi in her arms. Mimi rushed in, but Yin Langshi also brought the Qiankun bag with her.

She quickly opened the bag and took out the talisman paper inside and put it into her arms. Now that the hairpin star Jindan has been destroyed, the whole body has lost all the energy, and those heart magic pills are not as effective as the talisman. If they are really in danger, these talisman papers can resist one or two.

Seeing that the hairpin star had put the useful things in place, Mimi raised her neck again and swallowed the Qiankun bag. Hairpin Xing hugged the silver lion, but felt that her legs were as heavy as lead. She looked into the distance, the barren mountains and ridges, and the rain in the night, thinking that at this moment, the whole world of cultivating immortals was searching for her whereabouts. , could not find a place for her.

"Find a place to shelter from the rain first." Hairpin Xing resisted the pain on his body and walked forward with Mimi in his arms, trying to find a cave.

The night rain in the mountains is endless, and the wind blows, making people chill. On a rainy day, the road was slippery, and there was mud everywhere. The hairpin star walked in a hurry. One accidentally did not step on it firmly, half of his knee was submerged in the muddy water, and he fell firmly.

She wiped the muddy water on her face and was about to stand up again when she suddenly heard a scream from Mimi on the side, her back arched, her eyes fixed on the front.

Hairpin Xing looked along, and saw a figure appeared in the deep branches of the intertwined forest trees.

This figure is from far to near, and it seems to be walking towards this side.

The sound of the rain was pattering, but it could not conceal the footsteps of the other party. The footsteps were slow at first, but slowly, they began to lighten up. Just listening to the footsteps, it seems that you can see the joy on the face of the visitor.

It was too late to dodge now, and Hairpin Xing couldn't help hugging Mimi on the side.

The visitor carried a lamp in his hand. In the wind and rain, the lamp did not move at all, and the flame did not flicker at all. As the person approached, the mud in front of the hairpin star gradually became clear, and the face of the person who came was also illuminated.

This is an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, maybe even younger.

He has a lively and amiable face, and his appearance is very childish and innocent. His long hair is loosely combed at the back of his head, showing a bit of well-behaved and docile. He was wearing a golden camel-colored robe embroidered with nasturtium lotus flowers. Ordinary people wearing such gorgeous colors would appear frivolous and stupid if they were not careful, but he was different. The golden camel robe perfectly matched the color of his pupils.

He had a pair of golden pupils.

Holding a lantern in one hand and a white paper umbrella in the other, the young man stood in front of the hairpin star, looking down at her curiously.

Hairpin Xing clenched his fists slightly and said as calmly as possible: "Who are you?"

The young man was stunned, as if he did not expect Hairpin Xing to ask such a question, he thought for a while, and suddenly snapped his fingers, silently, and suddenly there were several black figures around him.

When Zhan Xing saw the faces of those black-clothed men, a chill went down his spine: "Devil!"

These people in black all had red pupils, which she had seen in the Sumeru mustard picture. Now that the hairpin star has lost all its energy, and the golden elixir has turned into a stream, it is no different from ordinary people, and it is impossible to distinguish the devilish energy. If you hadn't seen Mosha's face before, you wouldn't be able to recognize it.

This boy with a baby face is actually a demon!

Seeing Hairpin Star's vigilant appearance, the young man seemed very happy, and suddenly laughed. When he laughed, two round dimples appeared on his cheeks, which were very cute.

He opened his mouth, his voice sweet as honey: "I finally found you."

Like a thunderclap falling on her head, in the flash of lightning, the hairpin star suddenly woke up. She looked at the young man in front of her and said, "It's you? It's you who killed the Chihuamen disciple and framed me!"

"It's me." The boy nodded happily: "It's me. Do you have anything to ask me?"

In an instant, many pictures passed by the hairpin star, but in the end, the first question she asked was: "What is going on with Senior Sister Ziluo? She is not a demon, why would she work for you? You worked hard, why did you kill her!"

She was introduced by Ziluo into the small courtyard where the disciples of Chihuamen practiced. It is true that even if that did not happen, the demons would find a way to expose her identity. But what Zhuangxing can't understand is that the disciples of Yinfengzong have checked that Ziluo is not a demon. Ziluo grew up on Gufeng Mountain since he was a child. Why did he work for the Demon Race as a disciple of the sect?

"That's what you want to ask?" The young man looked disappointed when he heard the words. But soon, he bent down and reached forward with the white paper umbrella in his hand, covering the fine rain on the hairpin's head. He said, "I didn't kill her, isn't she still alive, right in front of you."

Hairpin Xing was a little puzzled, and when she saw the snow-white paper umbrella above her head clearly, she couldn't help but feel a tingling in her scalp.

When you look at this umbrella from a distance, you can vaguely see the patterns on the surface of the umbrella. It seems to be drawn in ink and wash. It is only when you get closer that you can see clearly. Where are the ink paintings on the top, it is clearly one after another. These figures, old and young, male and female, densely covered the entire umbrella surface, some with deep ink marks and some with shallow ink marks. The newest ink mark and the brightest color is a purple-clothed woman, full of heroic spirit and beautiful face, but her previous gentle and sassy smile was gone, and her expression was stiff and gray.

"Senior Sister Ziluo!" Hairpin Xing was shocked and angry, looking at the boy: "What have you done to her!"

"I didn't do anything." The boy looked at her innocently. Putting down the lamp in his hand, he fondly stroked the umbrella in front of him. He said, "This is called the Shura umbrella. It is my spiritual weapon. It has a skill called soul capture."

The hairpin stared at him.

"There is a kind of magic in the Xiuxian world, called Divine Movement, which allows people to separate their own primordial spirit into other bodies." He explained to the hairpin star seriously: "I used the Shura umbrella to capture her soul, and I used my own primordial spirit to capture her soul. God filled her body. The person you saw on Gufeng Mountain should actually be my avatar. Do you understand when I say this?"

The hairpin star felt a chill in his heart.

Ziluo has long since died, and the people who get along with people in Gufeng Mountain these days are all clones of this person. Ziluo is like a puppet, but because it is not a demon, it is not noticed.

After they came back from the treasure, the real Shaoyang ordered the disciples not to go down the mountain. Since Ziluo was poisoned before that, it has been a long time since they lived with this demon.

"Do you have any questions you want to ask me?" The boy leaned slightly and looked at her expectantly.

Hairpin Xing clenched the worry-free stick beside him and asked, "Who are you?"

"You have already asked me this question." The boy said, "My name is Guixiansheng."

"Ghost?" Hairpin Xing frowned, "What's your relationship with Demon King Guidiaotang?"

Don't blame her for thinking too much, this name is really hard not to associate with the Demon King.

I don't know if it was Xing Xing's illusion, but when she asked this sentence, the boy's eyes flashed for a moment, but after a while, he laughed again: "You found it."

"So you are."

"Son of the Demon King." He smiled, but there was no smile in those golden pupils.

For a moment, Hairpin Xing felt very at a loss. In her book "The Devil's Self-Confession: On the Night of the Wedding, I Found My Husband's Bastard Son", she guessed that the Devil King Guidiaotang might have an illegitimate child. She always thought that she was the illegitimate child hidden in the world, but she didn't expect it to be the ghost in front of her. In this case, why did "Miss Yang" have to collect so many demons, and why did she show up with the seal of the demon king and be discovered as a demon?

Hairpin Xing looked up at Gui Yansheng: "Why did you frame me?"

Gui Yansheng stared at her with interest: "You finally asked the most important question, but I have to think about how to answer this question. Where should I start? By the way," he tilted his head. As if remembering something: "You still don't know your identity, do you?"

"What's my identity?"

He smiled and looked at the hairpin star, the two dimples on his cheeks were shallow, and he smiled for a long time before slowly saying: "You are the daughter of the Demon King, my half-sister."