The moonlight gradually became brighter, and Yan Song stood in front of the stone pier and suddenly said: "You should leave some room for things in the future. Don't sacrifice yourself for others. It's really not worth it."

"You mean when we were in Lingcheng? That's not worth mentioning. I used to go against the destiny of heaven in order to save a child, but then I was almost punished by heaven. As a god, isn't it my duty to uphold justice in the world?"

She couldn't help but think of the one time she acted recklessly five thousand years ago, and it was that time she committed a heinous crime, and her evil spirit took advantage of this.

"Do you think you are powerful and great? You risked your life just to facilitate others, but you are still enjoying it. There is no god more stupid than you in the world." Yan Song's eyes moved slightly, staring at her slowly.

Slow down.

"You have your logic, and I have my original intention. We don't interfere with each other. Besides, there are so many gods in this world, they appear and die constantly. Each god is born based on faith. If I don't do anything,

How can you be a priest?"

She may have been a god for much longer than Yan Song was the Lord of the Ghost Realm, and she boasts that she is well versed in the ways of being a god.

But what happened to Little Hell today? He was dissatisfied with her here and there. She looked sideways and said, "Why do you suddenly care about this? It doesn't seem to have much to do with you."

Yan Song turned his back to her and whispered: "I'm afraid you'll die in a daze and harm me."

"I'm not that stupid. I'm a god. Besides, with you protecting me, I can't die easily."

She suddenly thought about something and said in shock: "Don't you have no confidence in yourself? Are you afraid that you can't protect me? Have you been poisoned or have an incurable disease? Please tell me quickly. I

There are many elixirs here to give you some relief."

Yan Song glared at her, "No need."

When she woke up the next day, it was already bright, and the yard was full of laughter and laughter. Uncle Fang had already put the prepared delicacies on the table. The children running around stopped in front of the delicacies.

The banquet will start soon.

Uncle Fang asked the girls to pick up the lanterns. She stretched out and thought it was time for some exercise after sleeping for so long, so she took the job of picking up the lanterns.

When she walked to Qiongguan Road, lanterns were hung in twos and threes on the stone walls, some of which had been blown far away by the wind. She cast a little magic, and many lanterns were hung on her hands.

"Wait a minute." A voice in the distance stopped her.

A man walked out from behind the grotto. He had a cloud-like crown on his head and was wearing a brocade robe. Behind him were three little gods. The first man walked up to her slowly and bowed slightly to her.

She returned the gesture and said softly: "Long time no see, Priest Jiuling."

Thinking about it carefully, since she came out of the mountain, she has only met Jiuling among the major priests. It was the day she was tied up by Yan Song. At that time, it was thanks to Jiuling that he helped her.

Counting the days, this is the second time the two of them have met.

The little god in blue jacket poked his head out angrily from behind Jiu Ling. Just as he was about to identify Zi Mo, Jiu Ling raised his hand to signal. The little god in blue jacket fiercely covered his mouth and did not dare to say anything.

"I thought you were dead long ago." Jiuling said coldly.

"I'm not disappointed yet," she said calmly, "If you are here to investigate Zongshan, I can provide you with some clues. I also want to know the real culprit behind this."

Jiuling took a few steps closer, and the beads on his head swayed. He stared at Zi Mo and said word by word: "I am here to catch you."

Looking away, he said coldly: "That day you escaped from Lianguang Mountain and fell into the hands of Yan Song. I thought you would perish, but I didn't expect you to still be alive in this world. Since you are still alive, you should stay on the mountain.

Have you forgotten what you swore?"

Of course she didn't forget it.

Five thousand years ago, when the evil was rampant, it affected all areas. In addition to her believers, Xiangrou in the southwest was the most affected. The Jiuling area was in a miserable state of death and death.

She didn't blame Jiuling for his bad attitude towards her. She felt sorry for Jiuling just because she single-handedly brought down all the innocent believers in Xiangrou.

At that time, she combined the power of the Divine Crown to destroy the evil spirits, and the evil spirits gradually subsided. She swore to voluntarily enter the Evil Mountain and pray endlessly for the dead Xiangrou believers until she was forgotten and then declined and died. She did not do any of these things.

forget.

The grievances in the past were private matters between her and Jiuling, but what she wanted to talk about now was a major matter concerning living beings everywhere.

"I came here just because of the evil spirit. The evil spirit from that year has come to the world again. And I suspect that it has something to do with Zongshan. Zongshan's massacre may also be because of the evil spirit. However, I haven't figured out the connection behind it for the time being.

Not sure."

The little god in blue coat behind him couldn't hold on to his anger at all. He ignored Jiuling's obstruction and jumped up and down shouting: "You are talking nonsense! The six of us brothers have always been good in Zongshan. We don't have any evil intentions at all.

I have seen it, you are clearly the murderer, and you still want to make excuses!!"

Jiu Ling glared at him. The morale of the little god in blue gradually weakened. Jiu Ling raised his eyes and said: "The evil spirit was wiped out back then. This is obvious to all the priests."

"You don't believe me? Do you think I did it?"

She took a step back in disbelief. Although she and Jiuling were at odds with each other, they had known each other for thousands of years and everyone knew what they were like.

Priest Jiuling of Southwest Xiangrou is famous for being mean and unkind, but he is also the most business-like and conscientious of his duties.

"Back then, you acted recklessly and unleashed evil, but I tried to persuade you to ignore it. You said you had reasons and difficulties. You always have a reason for doing the most rebellious things. What is your reason this time?"

"I don't believe in the so-called character. I only believe in what I see and hear. You killed Zongshan Shiro, and the little god of Zongshan saw it with his own eyes. Last night you visited Zongshan at night, and Chengyou Chengyun also saw it with his own eyes. You must

Come back with me, and we will naturally decide whether it is yes or no."

As soon as she put down the lantern in her hand and before she struck, the other party saw her intention. Jiu Ling hung his hands behind his back, looked her up and down and said: "You are far less powerful now than before. I don't want to hurt you, so go back with me."

"

"Since you don't believe me, I have nothing to say, but I still have something important to do, so I have to accept my order." She avoided the four people, ran for more than ten meters, and was suddenly dragged in front of the four people again.

Jiuling said coldly: "You haven't changed at all after thousands of years. You are still stubborn and don't listen to advice at all." As he said that, he transformed into an insect barrier to block the way.

Her current magic power is still relying on luck to deal with Cheng You Chengyun, but to deal with Jiuling, it is like using an egg against a stone.

The insect barrier surrounded her, and she was dazzled by millions of bugs. The more she struggled, the tighter the bugs in the bug barrier tightened. She couldn't move, and could only let the bugs get more and more entangled in her body.

The tighter.

Jiu Ling slowly walked up to her and said, "This insect barrier is made from poisonous insects from the southwest. When the poison becomes strong, it bites and bites the heart. If you move around again, I cannot guarantee that those insects will not poison you."

Cheng You and Cheng Yun were holding her and suddenly stopped. Cheng You was still holding her and was worried that she would escape, so he applied a magic power on the insect barrier before stopping. After walking a few steps, Cheng Yun was afraid that she would be uncomfortable.

She quietly loosened the insect barrier a little more, and she could only repay this moment of kindness with a smile.

She seemed to see a person standing in the grotto, with a dancing figure.

Zi Mo was indeed right. He was standing on the grotto alone. He looked down at the people under the Qiongguan Road, and instantly locked his eyes on the prisoners being escorted. Jumping down from the grotto, he blocked the way of the priest.

.

When he saw the person coming, Jiu Ling's face turned cold, and his hands immediately turned into insect barriers. The man didn't look at Jiu Ling at all, and tilted his head. The little gods didn't dare to look at him and all avoided him. His sight was unobstructed.

It fell directly on the last person to be kidnapped, "You can't leave without my order."

The little gods were so frightened that they pushed Zi Mo away and ran to Jiuling. Only the little god in blue stepped forward and pointed at Yan Song with great righteousness and said: "And you, you unite with that witch to bully our Zongshan gods.

Don’t even think about running away today, Lord Jiuling, hurry up and catch him together——”

Before he finished speaking, the little god in blue was slapped onto the stone pier.

"It's you again. You weren't beaten enough last time. Are you here to ask for a beating?" Yan Song's hands flashed with cold fire.

Jiuling didn't seem to expect that Yan Song would be here. He calmly watched Yan Song break the insect barrier, and then transformed several insect barriers in his hand to attack Yan Song.

Seeing Yan Song protecting Zi Mo behind him, an idea suddenly flashed through Jiu Ling's mind, and then he killed it.

"It's a good day today. I don't want to kill anyone. If you are sensible enough, get out of here or you will find me."

Yan Song stood in front of her and said a few words that scared the people across from him so much that they dared not speak.

Jiuling snorted. He rolled his sleeves and approached Yan Song, with a magic weapon in his hand. "Then let's have a showdown. It just so happened that the fight was not satisfying last time. It would be even more fun if I could capture you."

With that said, Jiuling appeared behind Yan Song with a sideways glance. Yan Song accepted the moves without fear, and the two of them managed to survive several moves.

Taking advantage of this free time, several little gods also came to help. She had to deal with the little gods first. Moths jumped out of the ring spirit one after another, and they pestered the little gods to buy her some time.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind at her feet, and a person was knocked back to the ground. She turned around and saw that it was Jiuling.

Jiu Ling half-knelt on the ground, and the two looked at each other. After a moment, he flew to Yan Song's side again, and he transformed into an insect barrier to surround Yan Song. However, the insect barrier quickly collapsed, and poisonous insects flew all over the sky in an uproar.

It was obvious to the naked eye that Jiuling was at a disadvantage, but he rushed forward to fight to the death. His appearance clearly did not look like he was here to arrest someone, but more like he was unconvinced and wanted to confront Yan Song head-on.

Jiuling was beaten to the ground again. He looked up at Yan Song in the sky, "One day I will trample you under my feet. As long as I give it time..."

After Jiuling finished his harsh words, he looked at her and sneered, "I didn't expect that you are colluding with Yan Song now. No wonder you fell into his hands without any harm."

Yan Song slowly landed from the sky. He glanced at Jiuling who refused to admit defeat and said: "Roll as far as you can, I won't let you go so easily next time. Also, don't look for me from now on."

Her trouble."

Zi Mo obviously saw Jiu Ling's expression change. She wanted to explain, but Jiu Ling's eyes rolled up, full of disdain.

"She is mine. Anyone who dares to touch her is going against me and the entire ghost world. If you find out, get out."

Yan Song looked back at her as if nothing was wrong and said, "Uncle Fang asked me to call you. You can't even do such a small job as picking up lanterns. The flower feast will start soon."

Pretty lanterns were scattered on the ground. Yan Song picked up all the lanterns and hung them in her hands. He shook his robe, and the blooming hem just blocked Zi Mo's sight, "What are you looking at? The flower banquet is waiting for you and me.

"

Jiuling's eyes were like spittle, which could almost drown her alive. When she closed her eyes, Jiuling looked shocked and angry. When she opened her eyes again, Yan Song took her aside and motioned for her to continue.

Kill everyone who dares to turn around.

She smiled coquettishly, "Let's go, let's go quickly, don't keep them waiting."

When she was about to walk out of the Qiongguan Road, she took a sneak peek and saw that Jiuling and the little gods had disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, they were gone. Looking at Jiuling's stubborn attitude of not giving up until he won, she still

I thought the two of us would have to spend some time together.

She was absent-minded during the entire flower banquet. The murderous incident was still an unsolved mystery, and Zongshan was massacred suddenly. There must be some connection behind this. She always felt that things would not be simple.

"eat."

Yan Song held Chang Ping Hua Geng in front of her, but the face of the little King of Hell was not kind, and she saw a cloud of black energy.

"Why don't you eat? Are you still thinking about Jiuling just now? He wanted to catch you just now. Are you so obsessed with it that you want to fall into his hands?" Yan Song whispered, his voice weak enough that only she could hear it.

clear.

"Of course not, I was thinking-"

"Have a try, Uncle Fang's craftsmanship is really good." Before she could finish her words, Yan Song's face suddenly softened. She always felt that something was wrong with the little King of Hell today, too abnormal. No, it had been abnormal for a long time. For example, yesterday

I spent a long time scolding her for no reason at night.

She suddenly remembered something, used some tricks on her hands, and sent a message to Yan Song, "Did you mean to say that just now? You emphasized that I am yours, and they must think that you and I are in the same group now..."

"Be with me? What's wrong with being with me? Why do you look down on me in such a tone? When will it be your turn to tell me what to do? It's your blessing to be by my side for three lifetimes.

Points." Yan Song also used spiritual power to reply.

Yan Song took a sip of wine and threw the cup on the table. Everyone at the banquet stopped their chopsticks and looked at him one after another.

The little King of Hell seemed a little angry, but she didn't say anything. She clearly didn't mean it. She just thought that since she came out of the mountain, it was best to keep a low profile. As a result, Yan Song made such a public announcement, and everyone knew that she not only ran out of the mountain,

Still strutting around outside.


Chapter completed!