Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 328

After following the ghost king for five years, Tuo Ze saw the king's face for the first time, and it was... so beautiful!
Black hair brushed against his snow-white face, a pair of cold and quiet eyes, the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, and cold eyes with a hint of resentment.

Tuo Ze always thought that a ruthless ghost like Wang should at least have the face of a yaksha, otherwise Shura would be fine too.

But this appearance is clearly a wonderful person in heaven and earth, a blue face who can be sad, happy and sad.

Seeing Tuo Ze's appearance of losing his soul, Hou Xiri lowered his eyes: "Huh, this king looks strange? Are you still shameless?"

Tuo Ze almost flicked his tongue and knelt down: "This subordinate deserves to die. The first time this subordinate saw the king's face, he couldn't recover for a while. It was a small disrespect, not that the king can't see people."

"Oh, but this appearance is really shameful." Hou Xizhou laughed at himself and stepped across the threshold.

The mask that disappeared from his face was condensed onto his face one by one, and the strange skeleton wrapped up that face that was so overwhelming.On the pair of slender hands under the sleeves, oval and smooth nails slowly grew out, becoming sharp and sharp, and the ghost patterns on the back of the fingers seemed to be engraved on the skin.

The loose black robe also slowly stiffened a little, looking cold and hard without warmth.

How long has it been since you were so drunk?
Drunk in a mess, he went straight to the place he most wanted to go like crazy.

In fact, it's not that I want to go to that place, but I know that Zhao Mingyue is there...

He's not Zhao Mingyue's guy who breaks up when he's drunk, so he remembers clearly what happened.Or maybe he wasn't drunk at all, otherwise why didn't he kill Kong Yinxue? !Why didn't he want her completely? !

It was clear that he longed for both to the extreme.

It's just that he... didn't dare to move. When he heard her call "Ziyan", he had committed an unforgivable crime, and it was beyond redemption.

A few days ago.

Hou Xiri has been handling affairs in Feng Palace, and ordered Onikawa to pay more attention to the movement of monsters and various races. After all, these words are said by Qinglong God, and it is related to Jiuqu City.No one else was seen except on official business.

Zhao Mingyue is different, she doesn't have to worry about Bi'an and Yunyao preparing for the festival.She never thought that she would be so smooth in Jiuqu City, why do you think Bi An and Yun Yao accepted her as a human master so easily?
She left the shopkeeper with a gift and went to the melting pot to see Daojianzhai today.

The sword furnace in Sword House is quite remote. In the corner of the furnace, the furnace for casting swords looks very ordinary, and the weapons hanging in the shop are also very defective.

The skinny old man was sitting cross-legged leisurely on a deck chair under the shop, commanding an apprentice about ten years old to forge iron and swords.

He was not surprised to see Mingyue coming, he just tapped the sole of his shoe with his pipe: "Did you bring good wine for the old man?"

Meng Lu who followed behind offered several altars of good wine in his hand.

Daojianzhai stared at Menglu: "Oh? So the nobleman wants to make weapons for this strong man?"

"Exactly."

Dao Jianzhai took the wine: "People also look like weapons, their bodies are like dark iron, hard to bend, and their brains are too..."

Meng Lu frowned and thought for a long time: "Didn't the last sentence scold me?"

Fei Chi's dark and vigorous young man laughed: "No, I'm complimenting you, the old man said that your brain is as hard to bend as black iron."

Meng Lu folded his arms around his chest, upset.

Kong Yinxue was also very upset, but it was because the new member, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old demon horse, came to compete for favor no matter what, Kong Yinxue said, "Aren't you the same?"

"Little brat, adults are not allowed to interrupt."

Kong Yinxue immediately frowned, and pinched Fei Chi.

The corners of Mingyue's mouth twitched, it's good to be lively, but... it seems a bit noisy!

She took out the three items on her body and gave them to Dao Jianzhai. Dao Jianzhai was pouring wine into his wine gourd when he caught a glimpse of the things Zhao Mingyue brought and his hand trembled.

The wine jar almost fell to the ground.

Feng Linyuan's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly held up the wine.

Daojianzhai has already rushed over, seeing that the sword casting materials are glowing even with wrinkles, he took a sip of wine excitedly: "Ghost King's blood, green dragon scales, drops of the sea..."

As if he was too excited, he took another big gulp of wine, the beard on his raised chin was covered with wine, and his whole body was gearing up like chicken blood:

"Just wait, the super weapon is about to be born, die without regret..."

Daojianzhai sleeved his sleeves and said "change the furnace"!
A large bronze sword stove appeared, and the whole furnace shook. The Sword Stove of Daojianzhai was always burning with energy. Daojianzhai's bony body seemed to be filled with iron, and the bones on his body turned into bronze, as if casting a sword. For so many years, he has also tempered his bones into weapons.

The hands are opened like iron tongs and held together like a hammer. He himself is a container and tool for making swords.

It's no wonder that the ghost king insisted on keeping this person.

It's just... Mingyue suddenly felt that the elegy sword on her body was heavy and heavy, and there lived a soul that guarded the Sword House.How much love does it take to make a woman jump off the sword furnace and become the soul of the sword forever?

However, how did a man whose body was as hard as steel in Sword House wandered for thousands of years in the underworld for such a woman?
She always felt that she liked Chu Ziyan to the point of being obsessed, but there are too many such obsessions in this world, what kind of obsession is it that makes the body melt into the sea, what kind of attachment makes the heart of steel soft as silk?

Ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years...

It was nothing to think of her short-lived love.It has only been ten years since I met Chu Ziyan.

"What are you laughing at?" Fenglinyuan asked.

Zhao Mingyue looked at him, then at Xue'er, Meng Lu, Fei Chi...

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that this year's Spring Festival should be quite lively."

Time will compensate what you lost in different forms, so don't worry, do what you want to do, time will give you the most reasonable answer.

a few days later.

A weapon capable of crossing the Three Realms is born!

The sword is three feet long, with a blue dragon mark on one side and a ghost pattern on the other side. Looking down on the sword body, one side is deep as if there is a giant dragon lying on it, and the other side is dark and bottomless like the abyss of hell.

The metal state on Dao Jianzhai's body was still there, and he gave the sword to Zhao Mingyue with a steel-like hand that was still steaming.

"This sword can kill immortals and demons, and the holder can traverse the three worlds. The person who gives this sword to the girl must have great expectations and a heart of protection for you."

When Mingyue heard this and looked at the sword, she felt quite a sense of He De He Neng.

The dragon scales were a gift from Cang Ying God of the Azure Dragon Heaven, and Feng Lin Yuan bought them for her.

The drop of the sea was brought by Hou Xiri to find her, and the ghost king's blood naturally came from Hou Xiri.

This amount is indeed extremely precious.

She took the sword with full respect: "Thank you, Senior Daojianzhai!"

The metal state of Dao Jianzhai's body gradually degraded. He took the wine gourd from his waist and drank it, as if he was enjoying himself too much.

"Thank you, this sword makes the old man's almost withered blood boil, and it feels like he's alive again."

He put down the wine gourd: "Come up with a name!"

Her name?The name is incompetent, let Fenglinyuan come.

Fenglinyuan said: "Since it is the master's idea, the master will make one himself."

Mingyue looked at Menglu.

The tall Meng Lu clasped his fists at her and smiled, seemingly very satisfied with the sword.

Mingyue was tall and straight, she walked towards him with her sword in her hand: "This sword is forged with the drops of the sea, the scales of the green dragon, and the blood of the ghost king."

She carefully handed the sword to Meng Lu: "Then it's called... Cangguilongyin."

Meng Lu's scalp exploded when he heard it, and he bent down to accept it with both hands: "Meng Lu will definitely live up to the name of this sword guard!"

However, when Meng Lu took the sword, he couldn't help but sink. It took a lot of strength to hold the sword firmly, and his face was shocked.

I didn't expect this sword to be so heavy!
Dao Jianzhai stroked the raised beard on his chin and smiled: "The weight of Shenlin ghost blood is not easy for ordinary people to control. In order to match this sword, a strong man must work hard."

Meng Lu suddenly looked embarrassed: "Meng Lu confesses."

Fenglinyuan said: "There is no need to be burdened by Menglu. The soul is the same weight as usual for onmyojis or ghosts, but it is very heavy for humans. As long as you master the profound art of killing souls, you can naturally manipulate the ghosts and dragons freely."

Mingyue nodded: "Ah, there is no one who is more suitable for holding this sword than Meng Lu."

Meng Lu was full of enthusiasm and nodded cautiously: "Thank you Mingyue!"

In order to be able to match such a good sword, in order to live up to the bright moon, Meng Lu returned to Jiuqu City and began to practice hard.However, for a human being like him who is completely ignorant of spells, it is very difficult to control the Soul Slayer Sword.

Even though Mingyue and Fenglinyuan gave different degrees of guidance, it still seemed extraordinarily clumsy to wield the Cangguilongyin sword.

It's really strange, Zhao Mingyue's thin arms can dance casually, why can't he?

Mingyue has been persuading, don't rush and haste makes waste, but Meng Lu is very demanding on herself.During the Chinese New Year, everyone is eating, drinking and having fun. He is practicing sword painstakingly in the noisy crowd or in the dead of night, hoping to reach the sky in one step.

"Soul Slash!"

As soon as the sword was issued, he was already out of breath.

"clumsy."

Two indifferent words were thrown over, and then a black figure stepped out from the darkness with a strange mask on his face.When Meng Lu saw this person, he immediately tensed up with the intention of attacking.

After all, it was the enemy before.

But at this moment, he understands that this person is the king of the underworld.

Although unwilling, Meng Lu made a cold gift.

Standing about two meters away from him, Hou Xizhou said word by word, "Slaying your soul does not depend only on your physical strength, let alone consume your soul, otherwise you will only be consumed by the sword."

"I understand all of this, but I'm still not sure how to use my strength."

"Raise your sword and cut me off."

cut him?pleasure!Meng Lu swung his sword and slashed!

Hou Xiri pushed back Meng Lu's attack with one hand, and bounced back on Meng Lu's body, knocking Meng Lu down!Meng Lu frowned: "You...you tricked me!"

Hou Xizhou sneered: "Hmph, well, I didn't learn, but I said this sentence so vividly."

Meng Lu got up angrily: "Are you laughing at me because I can't swing the sword?"

"Do you have the ability to make this king laugh?"

"Uh..." Meng Lu couldn't reply immediately.

"Look down at yourself."

Meng Lu looked down and saw a layer of black flames burning on the part of his body that was attacked by the ghost king: "This is..."

"The place where you exerted your strength will be returned to you. If you use these places to exert strength...don't say, how about the result if you try it?"

try?Just try it!

Meng Lu tried it honestly, but as soon as he exerted force, the marked places seemed to be torn apart, and the pain caused his huge body to slump to the ground.

"you you……"

Hou Xizhou walked over with his hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows and said, "That's how it turned out."

Nonsense, he knew it very clearly!
Hou Xizhou squatted down and pointed to his dantian and heart veins: "These places are not marked, it is beneficial to use them more..."

Meng Lu looked at him again, trying to use his strength.

Hou Xi and day sat on the edge of the gazebo with his arms folded and looked at him: "Continue."

(End of this chapter)