Chapter 10 Chapter Ten

"Get out of the way!" Lich said slowly after being silent for a long time. The evil spirit looked at him coldly and said, "Before the statue of the empress, don't you have any regrets?" The black clothes on Lich's body moved slightly again. It seemed that he was very excited under the black clothes, but he didn't look back at the stone statue girl after all. "I'm not wrong, it's the empress who is wrong!" He said shyly. "Roar!" The vicious spirit howled suddenly, and the howling sound was like thunder from the sky, falling on the mortal world in an instant.

Jin Ping'er in the distance frowned, and couldn't help covering her ears with her hands. After such a long distance, she couldn't hear the black and white conversation clearly, but the sudden loud shout of the fierce spirit was almost like It was like thunder in her ears, making her ears buzzing. In the distance, the lich covered his face with a black veil, and he couldn't see his expression, but only listening to his voice, he became more and more desolate and painful: "I'm right, I'm right..." He muttered to himself, and he didn't know if he was speaking to the evil spirit, or to himself, or maybe he was speaking to the stone statue behind him!

"Heimu, hurry up and kneel down in front of the Goddess statue to plead guilty. If you stop your wishful thinking, we will still be brothers. Otherwise, from now on, don't blame me for being ruthless." The Lich was shocked, looked up, and said, "You, do you still recognize me as a brother?" "Yes!" The evil spirit shouted loudly: "As long as you stop obsessing, and after pleading guilty to the statue of the empress, you will wait for the empress with me and guard this ancient cave of suppressing demons, and you, Heimu, will always be my brother!"

The black clothes on Lich's body fluttered with the wind, and he could vaguely feel the excitement in his heart, but, after only a moment, his body gradually calmed down, and he remained silent. And that ominous spirit looked at him with an expectant expression, which finally turned into deeper anger. "Are you still not turning back?" the fierce spirit shouted angrily. Lich's voice at this moment has completely calmed down, just like his usual tone, quietly said: "I have no turning back." "Roar!" The fierce spirit roared, and the huge sword slashed across the sky, and swung it in front of the Lich. In an instant, the sand was flying, and the land near and far seemed to vibrate.

Jin Ping'er changed color because of this, the level of this ominous spirit was higher than she imagined. Just looking at the lich without the slightest fear, he looked at the fierce spirit coldly and said, "Brother..." The evil spirit said angrily: "Shut up, I'm not your big brother!" The Lich said indifferently: "Even if you don't recognize me, I will still recognize you as my elder brother forever. But it was indeed my empress who made a mistake back then, and now, I just want to do her unfinished business for my empress!" The fierce spirit became more and more angry, and shouted: "Are you crazy?"

The Lich took a deep breath and said, "Even if I am crazy, I will do this!" After saying that, his figure fluttered, and he drifted towards the ancient cave of Zhenmo.The vicious spirit was obviously extremely angry. With a loud roar, the huge sword slashed at the Lich.The power of this sword was even stronger than just now, the entire stone wall at the entrance of the ancient cave trembled, as if it was about to collapse. Seeing it from a distance, Jin Ping'er still couldn't help worrying about the Lich, but the Lich had already submerged in the Ancient Demon Suppressing Cave, his figure was blocked by the stone wall, and Jin Ping'er couldn't see how he fought the evil spirit.

But in the ancient cave, after the raised sand and rocks fell, the ominous spirit roared incessantly, but the Lich's figure had disappeared. Only in the deep darkness of that ancient cave, came the faint voice of the lich: "Brother, you are a peerless hero in life and death, but we are all the same people now, why do you..." The fierce spirit howled sharply, and the howling sound was fierce, as if there was a raging fire burning in his heart. There was silence in Zhenmo Ancient Cave, apparently the Lich had gone far. The evil spirit fell silent, and after a while, he slowly turned to the stone statue at the entrance of Zhenmogu Cave, the huge white body twisted slowly, and bursts of white air, like green smoke, wrapped around the stone statue woman.

"Ma'am..." Low choked sobs, from the sadness and vicissitudes of the previous life, with a faint trace of helplessness, quietly echoed between the heaven and the earth.And his figure gradually drifted away, slowly disappearing in the dark wind. In front of Zhenmo Ancient Cave, calm returned, as if nothing had happened.Only the stone statue of the woman is still standing there quietly, and there is also the never-ending cold howling, which keeps coming from the depths of Zhenmogu Cave. The voice seemed to be even more horrific. ※※※ Middle Earth, South, Huqi Mountain. Under the desolate mountain range, there is hidden the main hall of the Devil's Sect Ghost King Sect, where countless disciples of the Devil's Sect are busy going in and out.

In the deepest part of this place, in that huge natural cave, the ghost king stood expressionlessly on the platform, looking at the two ancient strange beasts in the blood pool below. Kui Niu was soaked in blood, motionless, and even his eyes dimmed.And the yellow bird, who was still struggling a while ago, seemed to be under the suppression of some strange force at this moment, and his spirit also calmed down. He quietly soaked in the blood and did not move anymore. The Fulongding cauldron hanging alone in mid-air was shining with red light, and it was slowly turning, projecting a series of red light curtains, covering the Kui Niu and the yellow bird.

A strong bloody smell filled the cave. A black shadow flashed suddenly, and the most mysterious Mr. Ghost in the Ghost King's clan flew up and appeared beside the Ghost King. The Ghost King looked at him and said, "What's the matter?" Mr. Ghost's attire looks somewhat similar to that mysterious lich who appeared in southern Xinjiang. They are all dressed in black and covered with a black veil, but the voice sounds a little older. At this moment, I saw him lightly moving the black veil, nodded slightly, and said: "It's almost done, Kui Niu surrendered, and the yellow bird can search for spirits and return to the formation within three days. The blood formation of the four spirits is already half completed."

The ghost king didn't speak, but nodded slowly. Mr. Ghost said indifferently: "Regardless of righteousness, half of the power of the Four Spirit Blood Formation is enough to wipe out the Wandumen and the Hehuan faction." The ghost king took a look at him, and said slowly: "What I want to deal with is Qingyunmen's Zhuxian Sword Formation." Mr. Ghost was silent. The ghost king turned around, walked away slowly, and said at the same time: "I will hurry up to find the other two spirit beasts. I will leave the matter here to you." Mr. Ghost watched the figure gradually walk away from behind, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he turned around, meditating silently, then sighed suddenly, his figure flashed away, and flew towards the pool of blood below. In the ancient cave, the smell of blood suddenly became stronger again. ※※※ The ghost king came out of the blood pond ancient cave, walked with his hands behind his back, walked through the long corridor, and came to a crossroads. After hesitating for a moment, a trace of sadness flashed across his face, and he turned to the right side. walk down the road. Along the way, many disciples of the Ghost King's Sect were encountered. When they saw the Ghost King, they all bowed their heads and saluted. He stood in front of the door with an expression as stable as Mount Tai, but suddenly he looked much older.With a low sigh, he pushed open the stone door and walked in. A gust of cold air rushed towards the face, and the ghost king closed the stone door with his backhand.The ice stone room is not big, and the decoration is extremely simple. There is only an ice stone platform in the middle of the stone room. Bi Yao, who has no trace of blood on her face, is lying on it quietly, with her hands on her chest, holding a golden "Acacia Bell" . A woman sat silently beside her, staring at her. The ghost king walked up, his eyes fell on the face of his beloved daughter, the corners of his eyes twitched suddenly, and even the hands behind his back couldn't help but clenched for a moment. Ten years, a full ten years. In the past ten years, there has been almost no day when he has not felt sad for his daughter, so much so that he even deliberately reduced the number of visits to Baguio to avoid being unable to extricate himself. The one and only beloved daughter... His voice also became low and hoarse: "You Ji, let Yao'er and I be alone for a while." You Ji stood up slowly, turned around, gave a slight salute to the ghost king, and then walked out. The ghost king glanced at her figure, without saying a word. "boom." With a low sound, the stone door opened and closed again, only father and daughter were left in the cold stone room. The Ghost King slowly sat down beside Baguio. "Yao'er, I haven't seen you for a long time as a father, are you angry with me..." His deep voice, with endless sadness, quietly echoed in the stone room. Only Baguio was still lying calmly and peacefully. The ghost king stared at that beautiful face, dazed, "You and your mother look so alike! Even your temper is similar. Do you know, Yao'er..." "When your mother passed away, I couldn't see her for the last time, but I know that she entrusted you to me. For many years, I was afraid that I would treat you badly, so I never had the face to go to see you under Jiuquan Mother. But...but..." This person who made countless people fear and resent him, even his voice trembled slightly at this moment, saying what he had said countless times in the past ten years, "Why, why are you so stupid..." Baguio was silent, still lying peacefully in front of him, on her pale face, there was no trace of pain or sadness, on the contrary, there was a faint smile. "Yao'er..." The ghost king called out in a low voice, and did not speak again.He just sat so quietly, accompanying his only beloved daughter. Until, on the stone door of the Frost Stone Room, there was a sudden knock on the door of "Dong". Ghost King frowned, murderous look flashed in his eyes, for the past ten years, no one dared to disturb him when he was with his daughter except that Ghost Li.As for Ghost Li, in his eyes, there is always only one Baguio, but the ghost king didn't say anything to him. But now that Ghost Li is not here, it is really rare for someone to dare to violate the ghost king's taboo.The ghost king snorted, stood up, gently wiped away the faint tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve robe, and took a deep breath. When he turned around again, he was already the ghost king who made countless people fear him. He walked slowly to the door, opened the stone door, and walked out. Outside the door, there was only one person standing—Qinglong. The Ghost King frowned, Qinglong was the head of the Four Great Sacred Envoys of the Ghost King's last generation, and he was also his right-hand confidant, and he always relied heavily on him.Moreover, he has always been cautious in his actions, and he will never do anything to disturb his being with Baguio without authorization. It seemed that something big had happened. The ghost king looked at it, Qinglong said in a low voice: "There is news from the southern border." The Ghost King frowned and said, "What?" Qinglong glanced at the Ghost King, and said: "I heard that Ghost Li has found someone who knows the magic of resurrection, and brought him back." This matter is no small matter, even the ghost king who is as calm as a ghost is overjoyed, he couldn't help but took a step forward, and said: "Really?" Qinglong nodded, sighing in his heart, the love between flesh and blood is so deep that no one can part with it. The Ghost King looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and calmed down his excited mood, but his hands still trembled a little, and said, "Who is that person, and how did Ghost Li find it?" Qinglong said: "That person is the great wizard of the Miao nationality among the five tribes in the southern border, as for how Ghost Li knew that he possessed the magic of resurrection, I don't know." The ghost king nodded and said: "It doesn't matter to him, as long as he can save Yao'er, it's fine if he can save Yao'er..." The words are earnest, I really wish that the great wizard and Gui Li would be here right now. "They walked for a few days, how long will it take to get here?" Ghost King asked. Qinglong said: "Ghost Li himself revealed this news to our spies in the south. I heard that it was because the great wizard was seriously injured and unable to fly, so he had to walk slowly." The Ghost King was startled, and said, "Seriously injured, what's going on?" Qinglong said: "I heard that the injury was caused by the internal struggle among the five tribes in southern Xinjiang, and besides..." He hesitated for a moment, then said: "It seems that Ghost Li was also seriously injured, and it was at the hands of Zhengdao." The Ghost King stared, and said, "What's going on?" Qinglong shook his head and said: "The specific situation is still unclear. The area in the southern border has always been the location of Fenxiang Valley's power. There, the second brother, Baihu, has always been in charge, and he sent the news back. But from what he said, it seems..." The ghost king said coldly: "What did the white tiger say?" Qinglong was silent for a moment, then said: "Baihu mentioned that Gui Li came back together with one, one seductive woman." The ghost king's expression changed. Qinglong glanced at the ghost king, and continued slowly: "In addition, Baihu also specifically mentioned in the news that the monkey next to Ghost Li seems to be different." A cold light flashed in the ghost king's eyes, and after a long while, he said slowly: "The three-eyed spirit monkey, have you opened your spirit eyes yet?" Qinglong was silent and did not speak. Outside the ice stone room, there was a sudden silence. The ghost king turned around slowly, and his eyes fell on the stone gate.His eyes seemed to pass through the thick stone gate, and saw the peaceful woman. "Yao'er, are you looking at the father..." The ghost king read a sentence in his heart so leisurely. ※※※ One Hundred Thousand Mountains, Zhenmo Ancient Cave. Jin Ping'er moved silently, approaching the mysterious and gloomy ancient cave entrance. At this moment, the lich has been in for a long time, and the ominous spirit has disappeared, and has never appeared again. The entrance of the ancient cave is gloomy and silent, only the dark wind blowing from the ancient cave of suppressing demons is still whistling. Gradually, Jin Ping'er approached the stone statue woman.She approached cautiously, and the surroundings were very quiet, until she came three feet in front of the stone statue woman, there was only the whistling of the wind, and there was no movement at all. Jin Ping'er suddenly felt that she seemed to hear her own heartbeat. She gathered herself together, and took a closer look around, especially the Zhenmo Ancient Cave. It was pitch black and bottomless, like a terrifying monster hidden in the darkness. With a ferocious mouth, he growled incessantly. Jin Ping'er frowned slightly, and intuitively felt that in the darkness, the evil spirit was soaring, which made her blood recoil, which was really uncomfortable.It's just that at this moment, her curiosity is far superior to others. In her heart, the stone statue of the woman is really a mysterious existence. No matter what, she has to take a good look at this stone statue. The next moment, her eyes fell on the stone statue. This is a beautiful woman!Jin Ping'er said this softly in her heart. Graceful eyebrows slenderly cross her eyes, and her melon-like face has slightly rigid lines. Her lips were pursed, and her eyes were determined, as if she had finally made up her mind after a thousand catastrophes.But her face, her expression, was strangely gentle, a little sad, a little sour. Can thousands of years of wind and frost wear away the beauty of the past? You stand alone in the years, and for whom? Jin Ping'er watched silently, and slowly stretched out her hand to touch the woman in the stone statue, without noticing that behind her, at the moment her hand touched the stone statue, suddenly white air was born, gradually condensed, and gradually converged into a human form, The evil spirit appeared. Under the hands, it turned out to be rough stones. The scars from countless years of wind, cold, snow, wind and rain seemed to be exposed one by one under Jin Ping'er's white hands. From the stone statue, to her palm, to the her heart. What kind of woman is this woman? Jin Ping'er seemed to be insane, and was deeply attracted by the stone statue of the woman. Behind him, the ominous spirit has fully appeared, with an angry expression on his face, he raised his huge sword high, suddenly shouted, and suddenly cut it down!