Xuankong was too lazy to think too much, so he picked up the whip from his grandma's hand and pretended to be respectful and said: "Yes." He turned around without much politeness and was about to fly up. Grandma saw that the female ghost under him was very strange in his words and deeds, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

However, Xuankong was originally a normal maid, and there were many ghosts under his grandmother's hands, so he could not see any flaws.

Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen originally thought that Nie Xiaoqian would marry the Black Mountain Old Demon in three days, so they must have been taken to the underworld to prepare for the wedding. But they did not expect that since Nie Xiaoqian was unwilling to marry the Black Mountain Old Demon, how could he enter the underworld so actively to prepare?

Deep in the inner courtyard of Lanruo Temple, Nie Xiaoqian woke up from her boudoir dream.

In the dream just now, she was alone in the boundless hell, and countless unjust ghosts Li Po wandered past her feet. A giant demon clan hidden in the dark sat high on the pile of dry bones.

Although he could not see the face of this monster, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly flashed like a light of inspiration, and suddenly realized that this was the Black Mountain old monster he was about to get married.

She was not happy, and she didn't want to marry this old monster in Black Mountain at all.

However, there was only endless pain and wailing around hell, and there was no place to hide. The old monster of Black Mountain stood up in the darkness, and he laughed strangely, revealing sharp teeth with bloodshots of living people.

Coupled with the gray and dim sky of the underworld and the dark and brown bloody dark land, it made people feel dull and breathless. Nie Xiaoqian seemed to have forgotten his ghost immortal cultivation, and a panic that she had never experienced suddenly arose from her heart.

She wanted to retreat like crazy, just to escape from the terrifying Black Mountain Old Demon. No matter where she escaped, she could just stay away from the Black Mountain Old Demon.

But no matter how you retreat or dodge, it is useless. The black shadow of the old monster of the Black Mountain was always suppressed on Nie Xiaoqian.

No one can come to save her, and no one dares to resist the old monster of Black Mountain who even grandma wants to bow down.

Nie Xiaoqian ran and cried, and she felt a kind of loneliness and sorrow deeply engraved in her bones. She was a woman who was loved by no one and no one was still thinking about, father and grandma. All the figures flashed one by one in front of Nie Xiaoqian's eyes, and then slowly faded away.

I don’t know why, but in the end, what appeared in front of Nie Xiaoqian was the image of Ning Caichen he had just met. The stupid scholar who had only known him for a night but was willing to sacrifice his life for Nie Xiaoqian to save her.

Nie Xiaoqian opened her eyes, but Ning Caichen's voice, appearance and smile were still imprinted in her eyes, as if it was a destined love for three lifetimes. They were connected to each other. They could not forget them or dispel them. She felt a terror for no reason, as if she was about to lose the most precious thing in her life.

This feeling came too real, which really made Nie Xiaoqian unable to sleep or eat. She sighed quietly and stood up from the fragrant couch. She walked to the table in the room, looked at the red wedding dress on the table and sighed softly, "I have not been born, I have died, I have hated you later, I hate you. I hate you early."

"I have not been born, and I am dead after I have been born; I wish I could not be born at the same time, and I am happy with you every day. I have not been born, and I am dead after I have been born, and I am dead after I have been born; I am away from my underworld. I am separated from my yang customs. I have not been born, and I am dead after I have been born, and I am dead after I have been born; I have turned into butterflies to look for flowers, and live in fragrant grass every night..."

Nie Xiaoqian suddenly felt a pain in her heart and knocked over the teacup on the table. Could it be that even ghosts have hearts, they will also feel pain?

She squatted down with some confusion. The teacup had already fallen to pieces on the ground, and a ripples appeared on the ground. Then four small fluorescent fonts appeared on the tea stains: "Netherworld".

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned, stood up from the ground in horror, and said in a daze: "Is it true that Ning Caichen really went down to the underworld for me?"

She thought about the scene in her dream and then corresponded to the abnormality in front of her, and was already extremely anxious.

She hurried to the door, opened the door with both hands, and walked out without caring about the fierce sunshine in the sky. But she had just walked a few steps and had not left the courtyard of her boudoir, she saw a beauty walking towards her.

Nie Xiaoqian got closer to the beauty a little, and she could see clearly the beauty opposite who was almost exactly similar to her face. She was the girl Xiaozhuo, who was favored by her grandmother like herself.

Miss Xiaozhuo reached out to block Nie Xiaoqian's way, shook her head gently, and the burning gaze in her eyes was full of apology and pity.

Nie Xiaoqian met the eyes of Miss Xiaozhuo, and she knew her intention in her heart. But Ning Caichen was willing to take risks for herself, so why couldn't she take a gamble for Ning Caichen?

She stood silently, reached out and held a strand of hair and brushed it through her lips. A more chilling cold light flashed in her eyes when she looked at Miss Xiao Zhuo. Miss Xiao Zhuo was not willing to be outdone. She came at the order of her grandma and had no way out.

The two beauties' sharp eyes intertwined with cold and heat, intersected in the air, and turned into wisps of steam.

They got closer and closer, but no one had the idea of ​​changing their will. They stopped again until they were one arm away from each other and stared at each other. Nie Xiaoqian gritted her teeth and begged almost: "Xiaozhuo, just let me go. When what I want to do is done, I will go to my grandma to apologize."

She thought it through clearly that even if she married the old demon in Black Mountain, she would have to save the life of Ning Caichen, the silly scholar.

Miss Xiaozhuo looked at Nie Xiaoqian's gaze and replied coldly: "You know this is impossible. I dare not violate grandma's orders. And grandma just asked me to take you to the underworld to meet her. Okay Xiaoqian, don't make things difficult for me, okay?"

Nie Xiaoqian's tone was sarcastic: "I'm making things difficult for you? Do you really understand what it is to make things difficult for you? Anyway, no matter what, I will force myself to break out today!"

Miss Xiao Zhuo’s reply had a double meaning: “Of course I won’t let you down, Xiaoqian, don’t let me down!”

While talking, the two women had to cross their bodies.

Their grandmother is the most beautiful, most loved, and most talented female ghost. Even her appearance is nine points similar, and they have already wanted to distinguish between each other.

Nie Xiaoqian bit her teeth lightly and replied with a deep voice, "Okay!", and used magic power to her fingertips. The lotus steps were like a wonderful dance, and in the blink of an eye, they had turned into dozens of phantoms to escape from Miss Xiao Zhuo.
Chapter completed!