After the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord interpenetrate each other

Chapter 54 054 Kiss in the Snow

The ghost king looked at the green sword in Bai Simu's hand with great interest, and quickly stood up straight.

"If the Immortal Venerable doesn't want to, just say it. I'm not a person who doesn't know what to do. Why do I have to be rough?"

Bai Simu looked at him like this?, especially when the two of them talked happily?, his mood became more and more dull, and the breath around him was cold.

"We are not interested in the ghost world."

After Bai Simu finished speaking, he turned around and held Peng Yi's hand, ready to leave.

The ghost king smiled: "The immortal is not interested, so? I don't know? The devil is interested."

Bai Simu suddenly froze in his steps, flashed through Pengyi's mind all the time wanting to change his body back to his appearance?, and he didn't move for a while.

Peng Yi glanced at Bai Simu, ever since he knew that Xing Dan was the person behind the scenes, he was not in a good mood, he had always been silent like this, but he was unwilling to speak out, let him worry.

Originally, I was thinking of waiting for the eight generals of the ghost world to come back? To torture me, good to know? Is there any more? Is there any follow-up plan, but now it seems...

Peng Yi took advantage of the situation and stood up: "If the King of Ghosts doesn't want to say it, I won't force you to say goodbye."

The ghost king didn't expect Peng Yi to refuse so decisively, he waved his hand: "Hey, I was just joking, why is the immortal so angry?"

Bai Simu didn't listen and didn't stop walking.

The ghost king continued to call: "It's rare for me to meet two friends who suit my appetite, and I don't really want to? Kiss him, but I have? My wife, my wife is very strict, why don't you sit down and talk."

But Bai Simu was obviously determined to leave, even after hearing this, he never even paused.

However, at this moment, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed. The candles were all extinguished in an instant, and there was a gust of wind, carrying an extremely uncomfortable smell.

Rotten, damp and sickly.

The ghost king's originally laughing face suddenly retracted, and he looked at the corpse on the ground with gloomy eyes.

Peng Yi took Bai Simu's hand and motioned him to look at the ground.

There was no longer any candlelight in the hall. Although it was pitch black, with the eyesight of the three present, even if they couldn't see their fingers, it didn't hinder their exploration. Every move was under their eyes.

Peng Yi leaned over and whispered something in Bai Simu's ear, and his face turned red when he said it.

After hearing this, Bai Simu really didn't have a gloomy face anymore, and there was even a little expectation in his eyes, so he didn't think about leaving immediately.

And on the icy ground, a corpse twitched like an electric shock, shaking from side to side, and there were bursts of noise from the joints.

Then the corpse opened its eyes.

The originally cloudy and lifeless eyes gradually turned, and gradually became clear.

The corpse tilted its neck, and when it looked up, it saw the condescending ghost king who was lowering his head with a smile and looking at him.

His pupils widened in an instant, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying? The same? Suddenly, there was a strong wind around him.

The ghost king snorted coldly: "I want to run."

The slender and pale hand under the purple robe suddenly tightened, and a wandering spirit floated out of the corpse, and landed in his hand without any resistance.

"Ghost...ghost king...forgive me."

The wandering soul was frightened and anxious, and kept struggling.

"Forgive me, who's life will be spared, you are already a dead person, where is your life?"

The ghost king smiled, pulled him closer, his eyes almost met him, and angrily said: "When I was sleeping and rebelling, why didn't I think of letting me spare your life, or do you think it's stealing? If you become a human being in another day, I will have nothing to do with you?"

This ghost looks like a wandering spirit, but when it is strangled by the neck, it can clearly feel the suffocation feeling that the neck is about to be pinched.

"Around... life..."

Haven't said anything yet? After finishing speaking, a cluster of will-o'-the-wisps rose from the palm of his hand, and the purple flame burned the wandering soul, but there was no need? His soul disappeared.

The purple flames imprinted on the ghost king's face, and the straight corners of his lips revealed a frightening ferocity.

He let go of his hand, allowing the wandering soul to be burned by the purple fire, but it also made him unable to move, so he could only suffer like this.

"What will happen to you if you betray me, isn't it good?"

The ghost king laughed again.

At this moment, one corpse after another began to shake, and everyone who came out was instantly trapped by the ghost king's restraint, unable to move.

Peng Yi couldn't help applauding: "Good trick, it's the first time I've seen it."

This kind of trickery is really eye-catching.

There is still one person short of the eight generals.

Among the ghost crowd, there was a man trembling slightly: "Ghost king...Ghost king, forgive me, we were obsessed with ghosts for a while, and we did something wrong, please..."

"I'm already a ghost, how can I be fascinated by ghosts?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the ghost king. He raised his hand, grabbed the person directly from the air, and asked in a cold voice: "Is there another person?"

"He...he...has...has become a real person."

The wandering soul was terrified, before he could be tortured, he couldn't help but speak out.

The ghost king suddenly shrank his pupils and looked at him: "What did you say?"

Seeing this scene, the other ghosts suddenly felt that they should not be robbed of the credit. One general snatched it up before him and said loudly: "It's the demon clan, it's a member of the demon clan. He has the pill that can make us human." Medicine, after taking the soul, the soul will be permanent, never need it again? Worry about leaving the body."

People in the ghost world can only be ghosts in this life.

But if there is a chance to be a human again, those ghosts who are trapped in the ghost world day and night, regardless of day and night, and have no interest in life, why don't they want to experience the happiness in the world again?

This temptation is really too great.

"It's ridiculous."

Purple flames instantly appeared in the ghost king's pupils, and the person in his hand was burned to the point that not even the soul horn was left.

Seeing this scene, the other ghosts trembled like sieves, shouting for mercy, but because they were restrained, they couldn't move. It could be said that they were terrified?

The Ghost King turned around and looked at the group of ghosts, his gloomy faces seemed tantalizing in the darkness.

"What else? What else do you want to say?"

What else? Who would dare to say that, betrayal is a fact, and it is also a fact that the ghost king is ruthless.

Originally, a remnant soul could be left to survive in this ghostland, but at first, even this soul could not be kept.

Among the besieged ghost generals, there was finally someone who couldn't help it anymore, and roared angrily: "When you enter the ghost realm, you will leave the underworld. What's wrong."

This roar seemed to have opened a hole to vent, and the ghost general immediately became noisy.

It's death anyway, and no matter what he says now, the ghost king will not show mercy, so what's there to worry about.

"Why do you imprison us if you want to stay in this crappy place alone?"

"I've stayed in this dark place long enough, and I'm already tired of it. I still want to endure your tyranny. What if today is the reverse."

"Yeah, so what?"

"You ghost king, just stay in this place where there is no sky, no sun, no one, and endless darkness!"

The ghost king's face was unable to see the expression clearly under the jumping of the weak will-o'-the-wisp, and the corners of his straight mouth were gradually raised, and a calm voice came from the darkness: "Very good, very good."

Pale hands stretched out their sleeves, and purple flames blazed all around.

The flames surrounded those remnant souls, as well as the corpses that stayed on the ground.

The corpses of the eight great generals? A little bit of soul? A little bit? They were swallowed up by the purple flames, and before they even had time to call out, these people were wiped out without leaving a trace.

The ghost king raised his hand, blew on the non-existent dust, and said softly: "When I entered the ghost realm, I didn't put a knife on your neck to force you."

At this moment, Peng Yi felt that the ghost king was really to his liking, and he was determined to kill him without any hesitation, and he didn't even move his eyes when it was time to strike.

"I gave you a jug of wine, what method did you say, can you say it now?"

The ghost king turned around, and the purple robe left an extremely exaggerated arc in the air, like a fluttering purple butterfly, very eye-catching.

"Of course I will tell you what I promised you."

Peng Yi raised his eyebrows: "You say."

The Ghost King didn't answer? Instead, he dragged his purple robe and slowly walked to the seat, poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head to finish drinking, and even licked the corner of his lips: "Good wine."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and flew out a sheepskin scroll, throwing it in front of Peng Yi.

"This is the technique of changing bodies. I've given you the method. How you change is up to you."

Before Peng Yi took over, Bai Simu was the first to grab it, his eyes moved slightly.

Peng Yi laughed: "He will never plot against me, why are you so nervous?"

Bai Simu was expressionless, and said coldly: "Don't touch his things?"

Peng Yi didn't know yet, it turned out that this wood had such a jealous side under its serious and calm face.

"It's the same if you hold it?"

The two of them gained a lot from the encounter in the ghost land. Not only did they know the person behind it, but they also got what they were thinking of.

The anger that was calculated by Xing Dan disappeared a lot.

Peng Yi happily took the scroll from Bai Simu's hand, and unfolded it all at once.

Then I couldn't understand a single word, and the text in front of me was like a book from heaven.

"The characters inside are a very ancient language, and I don't know much about it. A few numbers can't fully understand the mystery of this secret method, so whether you can solve it or not depends on you."

What the ghost king said was very sincere, and he couldn't see the appearance of a lie.

Presumably he was able to throw out the scroll so generously, it must be because he couldn't understand it!

For Peng Yi, who gets sleepy when he reads a book, and wanders when he reads a text, it is tantamount to useless? No?.

He hammered Bai Simu's chest with his elbow: "There are so many books in your room, this thing? Do you know it?"

Bai Simu seemed to hesitate for a moment, his eyes were silent for a moment in the bright eyes, and he said in a low voice: "I know."

Peng Yi immediately became happier. Although he was ignorant and illiterate, his old Bai was a capable person.

"I said, Lao Bai, what else? What is it that you don't know?"

This in itself was a joke, but who knew? Bai Simu answered in a serious manner: "Have a baby."

Peng Yi was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.

"You actually? You have learned to tease me."

Bai Simu took the scroll from his hand very smoothly and put it into his storage bag.

"Take care of the matter first, and then look at it."

Peng Yi had no opinion at all: "Alright, it's time to settle accounts with that person."

Just before leaving, the ghost king's lazy voice came from behind: "This king still has a worthless subordinate who is living outside, if you two meet, don't be shy, and clear the door for me." , It’s not in vain for us to get acquainted, so I won’t go out, and the ghost realm will not get involved in this world.”

There was a bit of indescribable sleepiness in the voice, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Peng Yi: "He is cooperating with the Yaozu and trying to harm us, no need? You say, the deity will not let it go, so let's leave."

Ghost King: "No."

The ghost land is a different world, it is a world created by the king of ghosts, it does not belong to the sky, it does not belong to the earth, and it does not belong to the human world.

The ghost clan is a habitat for countless wandering souls who have nowhere to settle and nowhere to go. Those who are alive have nothing to do with them.

The ghost king looked at the two people who left together, his eyes were full of sadness. If he had been more courageous in the past, would he have been like these two people?

After leaving the ghost land, Peng Yi was in a good mood, the wind was blowing under his feet when he walked, and his brows and eyes were full of joy.

"Old Bai, this ghost king is quite an interesting character, even though I have never met his wife, I don't know who can subdue such a thing."

Bai Simu looked at him, with some small emotions in his eyes: "Do you think he is good?"

Peng Yi nodded: "It's not bad, at least it's much more pleasing to my eyes than those sanctimonious immortals in the Immortal Palace."

Bai Simu immediately stopped talking.

Peng Yi walked all the way, but didn't wait for anyone to talk to him, did he seem to notice something?

He stopped in his tracks and looked at the man standing beside him, with smiles in his eyes.

"Bai Simu, Lao Bai, Immortal Bai Ling, are you jealous again?"

Bai Simu didn't look at him, but stood on the ice field, looking into the distance.

The ice field stretched for thousands of miles, and the surroundings were pitch black. In this vast and endless white snow, the figures of the two appeared extremely small.

The world suddenly became majestic.

Bai Simu's voice seemed to be sealed in the white snow.

He said: "I am rather dull, and I can't say anything interesting. After a long time, I will inevitably be bored."

Peng Yi didn't expect that this man seemed to be sure of winning everything on the surface, but he seemed to be more disturbed than he thought on the inside.

He said: "You are so lively, you love watching theaters, and you like interesting things, but I don't have any of these things."

Bai Simu's voice revealed an indescribable loneliness, like a person walking alone in this ice field, finally found someone willing to walk side by side, but was afraid of losing, so he was cautious.

Peng Yi only felt a tightness in his chest, as if someone had strangled his heart and squeezed it tightly, almost making him unable to breathe.

He took a step forward and hugged the person in front of him: "Stop talking."

Shirazuki buried his head on his shoulder.

Maybe it was because the ice field was too cold, or maybe it was because Peng Yi's eyes were too bright looking at the ghost king, so that at that moment, he felt like he had wronged the people around him.

For the first time, Peng Yi felt short of words, and didn't know what words to use to express his emotions.

He whispered next to him: "You probably don't know, I have liked you for a long time, long before we went through calamities, although I don't remember very clearly about many things, but the feeling for you, I am Absolutely no mistake."

"Old Bai, you don't need to accommodate me like this. I hide everything in my heart. I am sometimes a little stupid. I don't know how to speak. I may not be aware of your emotions for a while. So, if Is there something you are not happy about, or something you are not satisfied with, just say it.”

Peng Yi didn't know where his emotions came from, but just seeing Bai Simu unhappy, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Bai Simu: "I really... can say anything?"

Peng Yi hugged his waist distressedly, touched his head, thinking how could this person touch his mind so much?

"Naturally? You can say anything."

After he finished speaking, there was a sudden turn of events, and Bai Simu, who was still in his arms, turned the two of them over in an instant, and pinned the man under him.

The snow-covered ice field under him was suddenly pressed out of a big hole, Bai Simu put his arms on top of him, staring at him intently.

Peng Yi casually grabbed a handful? The snow was still on his face: "Sneak attack on me."

Bai Simu said nothing, his eyes were burning, and a fire seemed to be ignited in his pupils.

He asked in a low voice: "Just now in the ghost land, what you said? Are you serious?"

Peng Yi stretched out his arms, lay quite comfortably on the snow, and asked lazily, "What did I say?"

Bai Simu chuckled lightly: "Don't admit it so soon?"

Peng Yi raised his foot and kicked him pretendingly: "I'm talking about after the body exchange, not now."

Bai Simu slowly lowered his arms, propped his elbows on the ground, and squeezed the last bit of distance between them.

Are the two different? The hearts are tightly pressed together, beating one after another.

All the sounds in the world seem to have disappeared, leaving only the "thumping" heartbeat in my ears, one after another, making people blush and tremble.

Peng Yi's breathing became lighter, and he looked at the face close at hand, maybe it was because of the long time of exchange, or? He and Bai Simu are two different people, obviously they look like themselves? But looking at it, there is a feeling of first acquaintance.

"So, do you want to exchange now?"

Bai Simu pressed close to him, with complex and uncontrollable emotions in his eyes.

The body hidden under the clothes is tightly stretched, like the tight thread before the arrow is fired, it may break if touched.

"No exchange, just ask for a little interest first."

After finishing the words, he lowered his head and kissed Peng Yi's lips.

In the vast sky and the earth, the snow is covered, and the two people trapped in the soft snow, one black and one white figure, are like intertwined vines, wantonly lingering in this place where no one cares to set foot.

I don't know how long time passed, until the corners of the clothes were stained with frost, and the clothes were soaked in snow water. The cool ice and snow woke up the two people who were deeply in love.

Bai Simu pulled out the hand that had fallen on the belt, propped himself up on the ground, and lifted himself up.

The slight panting and the depression in his eyes revealed the flame in his heart that urgently needs to be released.

Peng Yi rubbed the corners of his lips, the previous wound had disappeared, but a new wound appeared at this time.

The wound was red with a trace of blood.

"Are you...a dog? You bit it again."

Bai Simu slightly hooked his lips, then lowered his head, licked the wound on the corner of his lip, and successfully healed the wound.

"Ah Yi, we want? Otherwise? Change your body back first? Come on!"

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