Chapter 115： Master is married

"Walk away." The ink burned, and suddenly thought of something, the face was sorrowful, "Master, I killed so many sinisters, the ghost world is afraid to play with us."

"No problem." Chu said that "the trick is not to make the opponents fly away. They just broke the soul, and they will gather again in a few days."

The ink burned the words and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, I saw a little bit of soul and shattering in the smoldering smoldering, floating like a firefly. Not too many, Chu nightning has already pulled him and said: "Run."

After the wreckage of the wall was a group of more violent rags, and the night of the dynasty and the burning of the ink on the Biva scorpion, the ink ran while asking: "Master, since they will not die, Can't offend the ghost world, why don't you let me inject more spiritual power to knock them back?"

Chu night Ning said coldly: "You can only try again."

Although the ink burned did not know why he said this, but still tried it. Unexpectedly, this time it was only a small cluster of fireworks. It seems that the ghosts are very tired, and there is still the momentum of the towns and rivers.

"The more you have the energy, the longer you need to rest." Chu said, "I can't pass it. Can you remember?"

"remembered."

After a pause, the ink burned.

"Master. I suddenly remembered one thing, guess what I thought of?"

"what?"

"I think in the Taoyuan illusion, you also taught me to make the vine whip. At that time you were particularly short." The ink burned and grinned, and he took a hand and gestured. "I can't even get my waist."

Chu night Ning heard the words, suddenly was stunned.

"Be careful!"

"Get out of the way." If he is still alive, Chu's ear roots should be red, and he is angry and angry. "You will be so good, and you are taller than Xia Shi, why not compare with me?"

He burned and laughed. He didn't compare with him. Now he is taller than his body. It is no longer as high as the color of the butterfly town, but it is just a flat.

He Yu Guang took the teacher's respect and secretly wrote down a note. After a few years, his heart was completely finished, and he must compare and compare the nights.

Here, the emperor is playing a small abacus, and the jade balance is complicated in the evening.

Although he probably guessed that the ink was already clear that he was the subject of Xia Si, he listened to him and said that he still felt a big face and had no place to rest.

After all... he was screaming at his head and shouting at the "Shi Ge".

The more I want to be more and more sorrowful, the more I want to be more angry, Chu nightning runs faster, and burns the ink behind.

The ink burns his mind, and he is not in a hurry to chase. He only keeps half a step away and firmly follows him. They fled against the whistling night wind, watching the man who was close at hand, red clothes bullying, such as 堕枫流霞, the gold jewels on the robes embroidered vividly, with the robe swaying more and more colorful.

There was a bitter bitter and sweet lame in his heart.

At this moment, he was grateful. He could still see Chu Yuning, and he was also taught by Chu Xiening as he used to.

In a few years, if he is smooth, he can still lower his head, smile and sigh with sorrow and sigh: "The disciple is taller than the teacher, and the disciple stands, and the master can step on the foot."

His heart is very warm and hot, just thinking that God really wants him not to be thin.

Not everyone has made a mistake, can have the opportunity to start all over again, and not everyone is hurt, can be tolerant and forgiving.

His master is a cold-hearted person, and it took him so long to know.

It also drove two chasing soldiers, and the front entrance of the palace was in sight.

Looking back, the soldiers were far away and could not catch up with them. The ink burned a little loosely, and then the tone was not loose, so I heard a thunder in front.

In the thunderstorm, there was a huge shoulder, and the eight muscles entangled in the shoulders were sturdy. A little fat man wrapped in a white beast, with long hair and lazy behavior, lay on his head, and there was a beautiful woman on the left and right. One was giving him a shoulder and the other was feeding him cherry fruit.

Although this man with a big belly is a soul, but has been cultivated in the flesh, so the fruit is actually eaten with the living, not just to go through and taste.

The man licked his lips, grabbed the beautiful chin, and kissed him with a grin. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the night and sighed with a sigh of relief.

"This is really not good. The baby in this king's phase has actually robbed him."

He said, leisurely.

"Xiao Xianjun, who gave you the courage?"

Chu nightning face is blue and green, and his look is extremely ugly.

In fact, he was called "baby" by such a greasy slut. If his mana is still there, he would probably have smashed the scum into a slag.

The burning face is also not good-looking, but knowing that he is now cultivated is not enough to protect the Chu-Lingning while fighting the Ghost King, so he can only talk.

He stepped forward and hugged his fist: "Wang Ye, I can't help but ruin so many of your palace roof tiles, but this person, I want to take it away."

"Oh, what do you take with you when you take it away?" The four ghost kings smiled. "What do you wear on him? I teach you a beggar, that one, called the robe of marriage, in other words, The costumes of our ghosts. He wore my kimono, the ghost of my men, he is not going to the door of the palace, do not believe you try."

After a pause, add a sentence: "If you take him out, I am afraid that the spirit of the robes will be smashed in the ceremonial ceremonies, but you have to think clearly."

The ink burned this and suddenly understood why Rong Jiu said that everyone was tied in the main hall, but Chu Xiening did not. It turned out that this red dress on his body...

Pinching into a fist, ink ignited: "I want to take him away, naturally I can't let the prince suffer. What Wang wants, I try my best."

"This king only wants beautiful people. And recently, the gentle and smooth food is tired, and the king still likes you next to it. It doesn't like to care for people, so it has a taste."

"..."

Seeing the burning of the ink and the late night of the color, the four ghost kings also found it interesting. They sat up slowly and said: "However, to be honest, the king has been in the government for so many years. The first time I saw someone, I will break into me. There is some meaning in the palace. It is a bit interesting. Can you ask curiosity, who are you?"

Ink burning: "He is my teacher."

"The teacher is respected." Ghost Wang spread his hand and smiled. "I thought it was a relationship to die."

Ink ignited: "...he doesn't like you, what is your use?"

The ghost king is lazy and waving: "Childish, like not to like, how important it is. The king is in his flesh and does not want his heart."

"..."

"There is another one." Ghost Wang smiled. "He doesn't like me. Do you like you? If he is your person, I really have no interest. Although the king loves beauty, he really doesn't love it." It’s a drink, but it’s a pity that he’s just your master.”

In this case, the ink burned and heard it first, then suddenly laughed.

"Wang Ye is serious?"

"The Lord of the fourth floor of the king's palace, lie to you a little devil to do."

"Then I ask one more question, if the master has a wedding license, and then put on the prince, this can still be used effectively?"

"Nature is useless. The king never likes to play with people, husbands, and wives." The four ghost kings frowned. "But what do you ask for this? Are you a master?"

Chu night Ning wants a face and says: "No."

The ink burned a shameless face and said: "It is."

Four ghost kings: "..."

When he was not late, he said more, and the ink burned his hand suddenly. He took him and went to the main entrance. While walking, I turned back to the four ghost kings: "Wang Ye, you don't care about him, my teacher is not good at remembering. You see that you just said, if he becomes a pro, this Jifu will not work. We don't grind the skin. I brought him out. If I walked out smoothly, I asked the prince to let us live a path. If I lie, it is life and death."

Chu night Ningdao: "Ink burned - you are crazy? At the beginning of the butterfly town, but it is a play, not at all -"

"How can it be counted?" The ink-burning resolutely decided, but it was very calm. "The wine is also drunk, and the head is also smashed. There is a back soil under the high hall. Why not?"

"Ink burning...!"

The Ghost King has been in the land for thousands of years, and he has been a bit tired. He suddenly saw such a dispute and felt very funny. He sat down and held it up. He patted the beautiful woman's thigh next to her, let her feed her own fruit, and chewed and said: "Cheng, you go. If you go out, I will stop you. If it is dead, it is also ask for it."

Ink burning: "Thank you."

The main entrance of the palace is covered with a layer of enchantment that flashes a faint purple light. It is obviously used by the ghosts. The closer Zhou Chuning is to the enchantment, the more reluctant it is. How can the half-brieze marriage be done...

But the ink burned near him at this time, and whispered to him: "The teacher must be worried, you and my marriage, it will work."

"How is it working?!"

"You listen to me once. I have a lot of things in this matter." He said, the backhand clasped the fingers of Chu's late night, and there was sweat in his palm.

"If it is unfortunate, I will accompany the Master."

Chu night Ning was shocked, and his eyes widened, and he stared at him, as if he had never cleared his eyes.

The ink burned and smiled at him, and the pear vortex melted: "I owe a lot to the Master. This time, I will not stay in the Master."

"..." Chu Xi Ning is silent for a long time, whispering, "Why."

"What about the Master? Why?"

Chu night is stunned, and then sighs gently, and finally no longer pushes. The two joined hands in the enchantment of the purple current ,, behind them are sitting and watching the lively charm.

"go?"

"go."

I don't know who first tightened the hand, then the force, the cold stack of hot, sweaty wrapped in dry, pale against the wheat.

The skyfire is on the rush, and the thunder and lightning are lingering.

The enchantment is like a huge torrent of water and a waterfall. They are almost at the same time. The electric phoenix flutters down and smashes the mountains and rivers like bamboo. It seems that the next two seconds will tear the two people who dare to step on the dead door and smash them into pieces. , burned to ash.

The thunder burst into flames, dazzling to almost white.

When I see it, I will fall on the two people. Although the ink burns before this, my heart always thinks that I should respect the teacher and love the teacher from now on. I can’t rebel, and I can’t have any mourning and defilement.

However, at this moment of extinction, he suddenly turned his head, and suddenly he would like to see the face of Chu Yuning again.

However, it was discovered that in the turbulent rain formed by the enchantment, Chu Nighting was also looking at himself.

The eyes of the two phoenixes have been fierce, decisive, deplorable, hateful, and forbearing... and this moment seems to have the tranquility that everything will go out.

Also, I don't know if it is his illusion.

There is also deep feelings.

The smoldering has never seen the eyes of Chu Xiening, his head screaming and screaming, and the buildings in the city are all collapsed. There is a burning love in his chest, and a solid gray rock formation is opened. , broke out of the ground. He didn't even have time to think about what kind of feelings it was. He only felt that the heart was hot and the blood was boiling.

Thunder and lightning, he reached out without thinking, holding Chu night Ning tightly in his arms.

The frantic heartbeat slammed into the trembling soul.

The chest hit the chest.

Before he was in the ghost world, he did not have the idea of ​​dying with Chu Jingning. He always felt that the person he loved was a teacher, and he would die with his life, and he would only be a teacher.

But when the robbery really fell.

He couldn't help thinking, and put him in his arms. He seemed to want to smother the flesh and blood of his opponent into his flesh and blood and hide his soul into his own soul.

Chu nightning.

I'll be with you.

I……

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a bitter life." Suddenly there was a screaming sound in the ear. "Is this king actually caught the wrong ghost? This Xianjun is actually the soul of the Lord who has been married and worshipped." ?"

The ink burns and blinks.

The lightning that should have shattered them did not know when it turned into thousands of dandelions, and they fluttered around them and floated back to the snow.

The four ghost kings stood up and smiled, standing still not far from the palace gate, and clap their hands slowly: "It’s boring for hundreds of years, but today I saw a good show."

Chu nightning: "..."

The ink has not returned to God, and his head is still faint. Look at the four ghost kings and turn to look at the people in your arms. Suddenly realized that he was holding a teacher like this, he took over his hand. Chu nightning also returned from the shackles, he turned his face, I do not know how it looks.

After a while, I rectified the dress and stood aside without saying a word.

In order to break the shackles, the ink burned and asked the four ghost kings: "How, never swindle the prince."

"No, never."

The four ghost kings shook their heads like a smile.

"One day after another, how long have you not seen such a hustle and bustle. After all, I will let you watch a good show and go on your own. There are so many beautiful people in Wang, and there is no shortage of souls that have already become married." ""

The ink burned immediately and the heart was cheerful. I thought: These four kings can be more frank than the nine kings that had been met by Chu. Although it is a **** demon, but a good rumor is a must, there is a prince looks like.

He thought so, pulling Chu will rather go.

At this time, the clouds in the sky were scattered, and the moonlight was burning on the body, and it was quietly cast a dark shadow.

The four kings did not react at the beginning, but they were still smiling. Because they looked at a rare and lively self-satisfaction, he turned and gestured to the beauty next to him and fed him a grape.

The beauty fingertips peeled off the purple purple peel, and handed the sweet and sweet flesh to the lips of the four kings. The four kings wanted to open their mouths and suddenly felt that they were wrong. They suddenly turned back and said: "Stop!"

His eyes fixed on the shadow of the ground, his eyes lifted one inch and one inch, and finally fell to the face.

"...you look, what is on the ground?"

The ink burned coveted, and this suddenly found that there was still a vague shadow in his feet!

The four kings’ playful expressions were swept away, and he picked up his narrow eyes, which shimmered with the luster before the food.

"You have a living flesh and blood, can you get hell?"