Yanshan Zihua Pavilion.

In the darkness, the rain dripped down the eaves of the pavilion and then gathered on the ground into muddy water with mud.

Chen Mingshen stepped on the muddy water and left a footprint on the muddy water. He looked up. In the Zihua Pavilion, there was a man wearing a black robe and covering his face.

Chen Ming walked to the side of the black robe and stood beside him. Then he said, "You are back."

The black robe nodded slightly, then said: "Yes, you sent me away, I personally came back."

Chen Mingdao: "Are you coming to me, is there anything?"

The black robe opened his black robe, revealing his white hair and his face. He smiled and said: "I caught your apprentice. You killed me once and it was flat."

Chen Ming took out a bottle of wine from his arms and handed it to the white-haired ghost. Then he said, "Our line, we are two, let alone those who don't believe it. Everyone has outstanding acting skills. Don't play Let's talk about trading directly."

The white-haired ghost laughed and took a drink from Chen Ming’s drink, and then said: “It’s really my familiar Chen Ming. To be honest, I really want to kill you. After all, I’m good enough. I can't tolerate people who are as good as me."

Chen Mingdao: "Are you a compliment to me?"

White-haired ghost said: "Okay."

The white-haired ghost reached out and the rain fell from his fingers. His hand was very white. It was a pathological white, full of white of death, just like the white hand of the dead.

However, the blood flowing in it and the muscles that are knotted between the joints all indicate that he is strong.

"I am now a child of the emptiness of the Emperor of the Emperor. I studied the void and spent time watching it. Of course, in order to convince the Emperor of the imaginary, I deliberately delayed a month, but even then, It is enough for me to get the reuse of the Emperor."

Chen Ming asked: "What strength is Taixu?"

The white-haired ghost handed the jug in his hand to Chen Ming, and then said: "Five thousand Da Luo Jinxian, the prince of hundreds, the Emperor of the Emperor, is the great emperor."

Chen Mingdao: "Too virtual is so powerful?"

The white-haired ghost said: "The path of too imaginary is called magic. Every time they break through, they may bring an unclaimed item in the world. Therefore, there will always be some strange things, for example, I Plus too virtual in this world, there has been no damage all the time, it is normal to have such strength."

Chen Ming picked up the jug, raised his neck and took a sip, then asked: "So, come to me, what is it for?"

Baifa ghost said: "100,000 years ago, the enemy who attacked your world is the ghost world I belong to. The ghost world is different from your world. The ghost world is a big unified world. Before long, the ghost world will organize. The next battle, attacking your world, can't resist the power of your world today."

Chen Ming asked: "What do you want to say?"

The white-haired ghost sat down against the pavilion and said, "I will tell you a story. In the ghost world, living people are just tools for making evil spirits. Ghost repairs will use various means to afflict living people and let them After the death of the soul, it turns into a evil spirit. On that day, it coincides with the yin and yin of the yin and yin, it is the time of extreme yin. If a pregnant woman is dead at that time, then the child will become The most powerful evil spirit."

"On that day, the ghost door opened, all the evil spirits went out, searched for pregnant women in the human world, and tried to get their baby to die, the baby died without birth, and great grievance would make them Ghost baby."

"In the ghost world, all the women know that the baby born on that day will die, but there are still young women who want to find a way to get pregnant before this time, because the ghost will give them a lot of money."

"However, there is a woman named Wang Cuihua, and she is pregnant. She is not for money. When she was born, she was a fool. God deprived her of her wisdom, but she gave her beauty. She is just a small mountain village. The ordinary peasant woman, her pregnancy, was also deceived by a rogue in the village."

"On that day, a ghost was repaired in front of Wang Cuihua, and then she was thrown a large sum of money for her to drink a bowl of abortion."

"She said nothing to drink, just said, 'This is my child.' She is stupid, does not say anything else, just repeats this sentence. Ghost repair nature can not be so easy to let her go, this The children of the day are very few."

"Ghost repair tempted her with all sorts of benefits, but she was unmoved."

"Ghost repair can't help it anymore. Ghost repairs are always cruel, and they don't care about killing a baby. The ghost repairs her hand, but she just protects her belly."

"At last she died, and died in a snowy night. She was covered in bruises and finally fell into a cold blood pool. The blood was frozen. There was no scar on her stomach. The baby eventually died and lost. Mother's warmth, a baby has not yet been born, and only one death."

"But this baby is the only one who died behind the mother. There is only one in the whole ghost world."

"This ghost repair finally took away the evil spirit of the baby, and brought it to the ghosts."

"Wan Geng Ding is a nourishing place. They put all the ghosts and babies found on this day into them, and then let them kill each other until the only remaining ghost baby is the Ghost Baby."

"The new Ghost Baby King was brought to the front of the Ghost Emperor and became a disciple of the Ghost Emperor and the next Ghost Emperor."

"But what they don't know is that the woman named Wang Cuihua, the child in her stomach, is a reincarnation. He saw his mother being tortured to death, and finally the soul was not known."

The white-haired ghost extended his hand toward Chen Ming and said: "My name is Wang Jiujiu, the king of Wang Cuihua, and the mother of September 9 has no wisdom. I once said that when I was born, it was the number of that day. As the name."

"Nice to meet you!"

Chen Ming’s hand and the white-haired ghost’s hand were empty and shouted. "In the next Chen Ming, Chen Ming's Chen, Chen Ming's Ming!"

The white-haired ghost swept Chen Ming’s eyes. What is Chen Ming’s Chen and Chen Ming’s Ming?

Chen Ming was too lazy to manage these and asked: "So, you want revenge?"

The white-haired ghost nodded slightly, then said: "Revenge such a thing, if the enemy is old, then it is not called revenge. The so-called revenge, must step on the face of the enemy, tell him why he will die, he did wrong What, then cut his head, this is called revenge!"