Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 377
On the eve of the eve, he sat down on the stone bench with his robe lifted, raised his hand slightly to the bright moon, without courtesy.

Yu Ya'er bowed and retreated respectfully outside the pavilion.

Hou Xizhou asked: "Are you going to talk about the spirit space?"

He already knew?

"Yes, please help the ghost king."

"Okay." He agreed without hesitation, and his attitude was still business-like, no different from his handling of other matters of the ghost clan.

Seeing Mingyue frowning, she wanted to speak again.

Hou Xizhou said: "This king will deal with the memories in Xiezhi Prison."

Saying this immediately made Zhao Mingyue think of the scene he saw that day, and she straightened her back: "Thank you, then I will go to Xiezhi Prison with Lu Wu and the others at Xushi today."

"it is good."

"...Farewell." Zhao Mingyue took two steps.

"Wait." Hou Xizhou stopped her.

Zhao Mingyue straightened her spine and turned her head, wondering what he wanted to do.

Hou Xizhou just took out a soul disc and put it on the table. That day she insisted on letting Querin take her away and didn't want to take her away. Now thinking about that day's behavior, I can't help but feel a little ridiculous.

And he just wanted to pay her back, without any other indication.

Mingyue bent down and took the soul disk and walked away.

Originally thought that he was pretending to be airtight, but he was still pierced by his indifferent attitude.

When you care about a person, no matter how well prepared you are, if you can't win him a smile, you will be the weak side in front of him. As long as you care, you will lose.

After leaving Hou Xizhou's line of sight, Zhao Mingyue stopped and took a deep breath, and suddenly she didn't realize that she had raised her hand to cover her heart. Seeing her like this, Que Lin, who was about to come over, stopped for a long time, then turned back and walked back, leaning against her Beside the invisible wall, he put his head against the wall and looked up to the front with a helpless smile.

When Zhao Mingyue came over, he walked away from the wall and asked with a smile, "Is everything going well?"

Mingyue also nodded with a smile: "Well, he agreed, we just follow the plan, let's go."

"Since you have agreed, why is the master still looking downcast?"

"I'm downcast? Is there?"

Que Lin looked at her carefully and smiled: "It seems... really not."

According to the original plan, Xushi's spirit-bound space was carried out under the impetus of using the annual ring of time. Before entering the cave, Mingyue was still a little worried, fearing that everyone would see her previous memories.

But after entering, what they saw was just the few people who had stepped into the cave, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

Hou Xiri was already waiting, still dressed in black robes, wearing a mask, as if nothing had happened in the cave, he was as indifferent as usual, except Zhao Mingyue's heart was ups and downs.

Before, I was so concerned about Hou Xizhou peeping at her and Chu Ziyan's memory, but now that I think about it again, I feel like I'm overthinking it. Hou Xizhou comes to this cave whenever he wants. If he wanted to see it, wouldn't he have known about it long ago?
She pretended to be indifferent in front of him that day, obviously trying to cover up.

Make yourself a joke.

The cave was too quiet, and Mingyue came back to her senses suddenly, and found that everyone was looking at her. It was obvious that Hou Xizhou had talked to her just now, and she was distracted.

Que Lin reminded: "The king asked the master to arrange."

Mingyue positively concealed her momentary absence, tidied up her emotions and arranged the layout in an orderly manner. After everyone was in place, she injected the artistic conception.

The annual ring of time slowly casts the scene with the artistic conception of spirit binding. In fact, Zhao Mingyue has also used this technique. Under the Yinchuan enchantment controlled by Kongyinxue, she gave the artistic conception to be carried out by Ni Xiang, and then broke Shura The curse of the bird.

However, that artistic conception is that Zhao Mingyue has already guessed the outline of the matter and created the scene of the past.

And this spirit binding space is to stimulate potential wishes to speculate on what will happen in the future. Querin gave her the heart formula and artistic conception, but Querin did not expect that the artistic conception created by Zhao Mingyue would be so exquisite, whether it is a scene or a story. The layout is well-organized and the picture is clear.

The more realistic the artistic conception, the more immersive it will be, and the easier it will be for the recipient.

It's just that the clearer the picture is, the more spiritual power the caster will be consumed. Hou Xizhou couldn't help but look at Zhao Mingyue who was sitting on the main seat. How can a girl who will do her best no matter what she does, not be persistent?

In the end, no clues can be deduced from the artistic conception of Black and White Wushuang.

For the remainder, two locations were launched.

Dichi and Hongwu.

Of course, the clues released by creating dream-like spirit bindings do not necessarily mean that it will happen, but it can give a very big warning effect.

However, Zhao Mingyue still couldn't understand the purpose of these incidents.

Beiming, Cangnan, Wuji, Dichi, Hongwu...

These places are scattered in all directions, from southeast to northwest, but it seems that no connection can be found from the location. However, these places have one thing in common, that they are all blessed places where energy is condensed.

It was already the next morning when everyone left.

Mingyue and Que Lin said: "I want a map of Jiuqu Huangquan Realm."

"A map? It would be best for the master to ask the ghost king to give you a gift. He has a nine-curved map of the underworld woven by the old silkworm ghost. It is as thin as water, and it details the distribution of each family and street. It is just like a small handkerchief in your hand." , as long as you click on it, it will zoom in, and when you touch the map with your hand, it will present a three-dimensional terrain..."

Listening to Que Lin's exaggeration, this is comparable to a contemporary satellite map, okay?
Que Lin continued, "Does the master know how to make this map? The old ghost silkworm asked his tens of thousands of his fellows to spread silk in every corner of Jiuqu Huangquan, and gave him the local terrain and place names, and he spun silk into silk." Describe it, if there is a big change in a certain place and it continues to be fed back to him through the silk, he will continue to modify..."

Use silk as a network?Zhao Mingyue became a little interested: "Isn't that old silkworm weaving maps all day long?"

"He just weaves maps all day long."

Mingyue couldn't help laughing, because the picture in her mind was that Dr. Dican, who had always been chubby, was weaving silk and weaving maps day and night.

Seeing her smile, Que Lin continued: "The map took thousands of years for the old silkworm ghost, and it's finally done."

"Such a precious map..." Can a little person like her use it?

Originally planning to make fun of it like this, he immediately thought that he and Hou Xizhou were having an awkward relationship, so he said seriously, "I don't need such an exquisite one, just give me a more detailed one than what I have now."

But Que Lin said: "How can such a generous man, the ghost king, be stingy with a map, especially the bright moon given to him... the city lord."

Eh!Is this sentence wrong?

What is his bright moon.

Hou Xiday gave Que Lin a sideways look, and said, "The map king will send someone to Fenghua Building."

After speaking, the people left.

Kong Yinxue snorted: "Who is it? Mingyue has done so much for him, and she didn't even say a word about her hard work."

"I never did it for him." Zhao Mingyue immediately denied that even though he was using him from the beginning, in the end it was her voluntary death that had nothing to do with him, "Let's go back too."

The map was quickly sent over by the ghost messenger.

It was indeed an incomparably precious thing, but with Hou XiZhou's indifferent attitude, even the best things were greatly discounted, so she sighed after receiving the gift, the priceless treasure was not as good as the corals he picked with his own hands.

The hazy moonlight shrouded Feng Palace.

Sitting on the wall drinking in the evening and daytime, what he drank was still Chunfengxiao.

A slender figure walked towards him, walking at a leisurely pace.Hou Xi and Tian took a sip of wine without looking back, and when the man approached, he handed over another jug ​​of wine beside him.

The man reached out to take the wine jar: "The ghost king knows that I will come tonight, so even the wine is ready?"

Hou Xitian still didn't turn his head back, looking at the roof and outline in the darkness: "I've been preparing for several days, but it's just that you come over tonight."

"But the ghost king is not surprised at all."

"Didn't you deliberately tell about the old silkworm ghost? The only one who knows about this is you." So it's either that Que Lin doesn't want to hide his identity anymore, or he can see that he has recognized him.

Que Lin didn't deny it either, and stepped onto the wall with one hand and long legs holding the wine jar, watching the continuous night scene of Youdu together with him.

not talking.

drink.

Even though the wine was preserved in Xinghua Village, it had evaporated a lot after too long a period of time, and it was extremely strong when combined, so he squeaked when he drank it himself.

"Didn't I tell you that such an old wine should be drunk with new wine."

Que Lin had indeed said this before, so this could be regarded as his acquiescing to his identity, right?Hou Xizhou slowly turned his head to look at him, knowing how happy he was still in his heart, but what he saw in his eyes was not the appearance of the third brother back then, and he felt extremely disappointed.

When we met in the peach blossom forest in the underworld, Que Lin recognized him at first sight, but he failed to sense him from the body of the peach blossom demon, which shows how weak his sense of existence is.

"Why don't you say anything?"

So much so that he had shot at him before.

Que Lin chuckled lightly: "So what can I say about this appearance now?"

"At least let us know you're still there."

"Second brother thinks I'm still there?" Que Lin asked lightly, but can a ray of soul consciousness still exist?
Finally heard him say second brother.

Hou Xi and day scolded in a low voice: "Of course."

Seeing his smothered voice, Que Lin smiled softly: "Then, what do you plan to do even if I'm still the second brother?"

"...The great revenge must be avenged."

Que Lin squinted at him: "Second Brother knows that's not what I asked."

Yes, I know, what he asked was about Zhao Mingyue.After a short while, Que Lin held the wine jar and took a sip of wine, and said, "Actually, I'm curious, what have you done to Zhao Mingyue recently? I have never seen a woman get a gift." It’s like getting a relic.”

The girl that Que Lin mentioned can immediately pop up in Hou Xizhou's mind, that aggrieved but stubborn appearance.

Que Lin was a little annoyed, he had never seen Hou Xizhou ever be attracted to a woman, but he also didn't expect him to deal with such emotional matters so depressing: "Tell me your answer, continue or let go?"

How to proceed?

But how to let go?

It was obviously difficult to answer, so Hou Xizhou replied in a deep voice: "Let go."

"What did you say?"

"Let go."

(End of this chapter)