All Heavens Planes

You Ji's face under the black veil was slightly startled, her eyes flickered, as if she was planning something...

Qinglong knew You Ji very well, but he didn't give her a chance to mess around, and whispered "Farewell!" Then he took the struggling You Ji with him and quickly left, disappearing into the night in a blink of an eye.

Qinglong ran wildly with You Ji, his face gradually became paler along the way, fine cold sweat oozes from the temples on his forehead.

You Ji also calmed down at this moment, Xindao Qinglong was injured far more seriously than she expected, no wonder she had to leave so quickly.

Qinglong never let down his vigilance. Even though he was injured, he took You Ji around several times. After making sure that no one was following him, he rushed back to the secret stronghold of the Ghost King Sect as quickly as possible.

When the sky was dim, Qinglong's injuries were basically healed.Then, together with You Ji, they met the ghost king in a quiet living room.

The ghost king is dressed in a Confucian uniform, with a refined temperament.The white hair on the temples contains the vicissitudes of the years.His eyes are sometimes bewitching and sometimes sharp, making him look upright and now evil, making it hard to figure out.

The ghost king's eyes swept over the two of them, and immediately discovered that there was something wrong with You Ji, and immediately reached out to pinch You Ji's veins and felt carefully.

After a while, the ghost king withdrew his palm, his eyes flashed, and he said in surprise, "It's such a weird sealing technique, it will take some time for me to crack it. But it's not a serious problem, and it should clear up on its own in a few hours."

The ghost king paused, and said again, "I asked You Ji to help you just in case, I didn't expect that just killing a Jin Ping'er would make the two of you so embarrassed, but I looked down on this junior."

Qinglong and Youji looked at each other, both showing embarrassment.Qinglong coughed lightly, and replied, "I failed to kill Jin Ping'er, and You Ji and I were not injured because of her."

Hearing the words, the ghost king narrowed his eyes slowly, without the slightest expression of joy or anger on his face, and said indifferently, "Who dares to interfere with my ghost king's affairs? Those who can injure both of you are all masters in the world. Could it be Wandu? The door, the Hehuan faction, and those old guys from Changshengtang made a move, and the three of them joined forces?

You Ji shook her head lightly, and replied, "It's not them, the old guy from the Poison God and Sanmiao from the Hehuan Sect are both in their lair, and Yu Yangzi is still trying to kill the Zhengdao disciples. Ours is someone else, and he took away the sad flower..."

"Sad flower! Sad flower..."

The ghost king's face suddenly darkened, and he muttered endlessly.

The sad flower is a thing of Baguio, and it can even be said to be her relic.

The loss of his beloved daughter made the King of Ghosts, a hero, be at a loss for a long time.

Until Mr. Ghost deciphered the inscription on Fulongding and researched the Four Spirit Blood Formation.Only then did the ghost king regain his spirits and put all his energy on the grand plan and hegemony.

Only those who are sad can understand the flower of sadness better.Sad flowers are the most heart-wrenching!

The ghost king can give the sad flower to You Ji temporarily, but he will not allow anyone to snatch it at will.

"That man looks very young, we don't know anything about him at all. At that time, You Ji and I set up a restraint at the entrance of the village, planning to get rid of Jin Ping'er without anyone noticing. Then..."

Qinglong told the story of the incident, and recounted it to the ghost king.You Ji also supplemented at the right time, and the two described Chen Chen's appearance and movements vividly.

It took a long time for the two of them to finish talking, without missing a single detail.

After listening to the statement of the two, the ghost king frowned deeply and paced back and forth in the room.He also didn't have the slightest impression of this sudden figure, but those descriptions alone were enough to make him pay attention.

After a while, the ghost king stopped, his expression very serious.He knew exactly how capable Qinglong was, and after pondering for a long time, he said slowly, "Qinglong, you've done a good job. When you encounter a crisis, you must act decisively."

"To be able to capture You Ji so easily, and break your blue light shield with one finger, shows that that person still has strength. I dare not say victory for such an expert. If he can enter my ghost king's sect, it will be a great help... "

Speaking of this, the ghost king changed the subject, and his eyes shot coldly, "If he can't be used by me, I must do everything possible to get rid of him!"

Qinglong nodded slightly, and said seriously, "Understood, I will start investigating this person immediately, and I must find out his identity."

You Ji didn't care much about all this, and said in a low voice, "Sovereign, the sad flower is still in that person's hands. The sad flower is Baguio's magic weapon and cannot fall into the hands of outsiders."

The ghost king frowned, then relaxed again.With a long sigh, "You Ji, I know the friendship between you and Baguio. When that person submits to me, I will take the Sad Flower back. If he does not enter my door, I will take his life and send the Sad Flower back." Take it back!"

"But…"

You Ji still had to distinguish a few words, but the Ghost King had lost his patience, and waved his hands to signal the two to back down.

Qinglong nodded to the ghost king to say goodbye, stretched out his hand to grab You Ji's arm, and almost dragged her out.

With the door closed, it is like a small independent world.There is no need for brutality or pretense, only the people in the house know whether it is bright or dark, whether it is cold or warm.

The ghost king stood alone in the house, facing the direction of the dead marsh.He muttered, "The most urgent thing is the Four Spirits Blood Formation, everything else is not worth mentioning. As long as the formation is completed, I will turn this world upside down!"

The sun is rising, and the sky is bright.In a blink of an eye, it was noon again.Groups of monks gathered in Dawang Village and became lively again.

In the remote corner of the courtyard, Jin Ping'er was chatting with Zhou Xiaohuan.They said they were chatting, but in fact most of them were Zhou Xiaohuan talking and Jin Ping'er listening.

Zhou Xiaohuan was in high spirits, dancing and telling Jin Ping'er all the anecdotes and anecdotes she had experienced in traveling all over the years, and from time to time she let out bursts of cheerful laughter like silver bells.

Jin Ping'er had a charming smile on her face, and she would have a few words with Zhou Xiaohuan from time to time.However, she was thinking about her relationship with Chen Chen.

Last night, after Qinglong and You Ji retreated, Chen Chen went straight back to the courtyard of the village and ignored her at all.The two seem to have a friendly and peaceful relationship, but they seem a little alienated.

Until now, the door of Chen Chen's room is still closed.Jin Ping'er didn't want to knock on the door rashly, for fear that Chen Chen might misunderstand what she was planning and further deteriorate their relationship.

No matter how Jin Ping'er guessed, Chen Chen's closed door was empty, and Chen Chen was in another room at this time.

In front of the square table, Chen Chen held a pot and poured himself a drink.On the other side of the table, Zhou Yixian was playing with his tortoise shell.

Zhou Yixian threw three big coins into the tortoise shell, shook them three times, then scattered the big coins on the table, still muttering something.Then he repeated this process again and again, not knowing what he was calculating.