Chapter 259
Chilong must have found some treasure in the Ghost Realm. He was very careful on his way back to the Underworld. In the end, he even obediently transformed into a white-tailed fish and secretly hid in Yingning's sleeve.
The misty ghost robe is gone, and the people of the underworld do not recognize Yingning.
When this beautiful woman appeared in the underworld, the ghost messengers initially mistook her for some wandering, seductive ghost. But when Ying Ning swiftly vanquished the arrogant little ghost who dared to approach her with her whip, the ghost messengers realized who she was!
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Is this Granny Meng...?!
Lady Meng Po?!
They were so terrified they couldn't close their mouths, until they heard Yingning's stern voice:
"Shut up."
"Do you intend for me to personally escort you to Lord Bai's place so you can experience his tongue-pulling technique?"
The ghost messengers' jaws snapped shut as they quickly covered their long tongues, afraid that Yingning would see them again.
Lord Bai is already terrifying enough, but if he were to fall into the hands of both him and Granny Meng at the same time...
It would be better to just jump into the River of Oblivion.
Let him drown!
The news spread incredibly fast among the ghost messengers, from one to ten, from ten to a hundred. At first, many of the ghost messengers and lesser ghosts who heard it didn't believe it, until they heard their companions swear an oath:
"Meng Po has really turned into a beautiful ghost!"
"If I lie, may I be made to look like that ugly puppet!"
The puppet was a long-tongued ghost from the Tongue-Pulling Hell who loved to sing operas and was later taught a lesson by Bai Xie.
The ghost messengers and little ghosts who had not yet seen Yingning heard their companion's poisonous oath and thought, "This is terrible! The puppet is one of the ugliest ghosts in the underworld!"
They naturally believed their companions and cautiously asked:
"Has Meng Po turned into a seductive ghost?"
"Oh no! With her temper, if she turns into a beautiful ghost, how will we survive?" The little devil suddenly remembered a rumor he had heard about a beautiful ghost that wreaked havoc on the world.
"Pah, pah, pah."
"I mean, Meng Po's appearance has changed to that of a beautiful ghost! Not that she's actually become a beautiful ghost!" The companion directly hit the confused little devil's head with a long weapon to bring him back to his senses.
For three whole days, the Bridge of Helplessness was bustling with people.
The little white fish splashed around in the lotus basin, and he said to Yingning, who was lying on a chair at the stall:
"I didn't expect you to be so popular in the underworld. You have quite a few visitors."
“Quite a lot.” Ying Ning tossed a pebble, closed her eyes, and threw it at a certain spot. Then there was a rustling sound of running away, as if some curious little devils had come from nowhere.
"There are so many people."
"Come on, I'll take you to a fun place."
She held Bai Xie in her palm with her delicate hand. The little white fish seemed to feel awkward, wagging its tail in her soft palm before obediently burying its small body in Ying Ning's hand.
He heard a soft laugh beside his ear, and Bai Xie felt as if the other person had seen through his thoughts.
The little white fish poked its head out, feigning stubbornness: "Where are you going?"
"A place you'll like." Ying Ning's figure swept across the seven realms of the underworld, finally landing gently in a desolate wasteland.
The spiritual energy at Lianhua Terrace is thin, and there are no ghosts or spirits there.
Bai Xie asked in confusion, "How can this be considered a good place?"
The crimson flames suddenly fell, turning heaven and earth upside down.
The sound of the River of Oblivion was forgotten. Blood flowers, separated from the mud, fell into the dark sky amidst dappled light and shadow. They seemed to fall like shattered stars, wandering among all things in this world.
Bai Xie thought the scent on the tip of her nose was wonderful, similar to the scent on her body.
He then leaped out and transformed into a dragon, using the blood flowers as a river, weaving through the falling petals, and also imbuing himself with the same scent as her.
crackling sound
As the blood exploded, clouds and mist appeared in the dark sky.
Seeing this bizarre and wonderful scene, the dragon was filled with a playful mood. It deliberately turned its body around and carried the person on its back with lightning speed.
He heard her exclaim in surprise: "Little Chilong—!"
Bai Xie placed Ying Ning on the most stable dragon scale. His figure was faintly visible amidst the shimmering gold fragments. The sky veiled him, yet his voice traveled through the howling wind:
“Meng Aning, remember this well.”
"You'd better remember this."
"My name is Jue."
His voice was cheerful, as if it had been free for thousands of years.
The dragon soared into the sky, rushed to the edge of the firmament, then suddenly stopped and plummeted down. The dragon had no horns, so he used his dragon scales to shield her from the fierce wind, which made Bai Xie feel exhilarated.
It feels like it's been a long time since I've felt this relaxed.
He rushed into the fierce wind and plummeted straight down.
Boom—
The dragon plunged into the abyss, and the Lianhua Terrace stood atop the abyss.
The abyss had been dark for ten thousand years. Bai Xie had almost lost all his strength before he slowly stopped, but the fragrance on the dragon scales lingered for a long time.
Bai Xie felt an emotion ignite in his heart, which then scorched his dragon body and claws, and even made his eyes involuntarily look at the person on his back.
Following his instincts, he coiled his body around the person, encircling his head.
The little dragon had not yet come to understand anything, but since he was happy, he let himself be happy.
He could feel the lingering scents of the two of them. As the waves crashed and the distance between them grew, he held her tightly, afraid that she might stray even a step further from him.
This time, Bai Xie suddenly remembered the redness at the corners of her eyes.
He thought, what about the realm of gods and immortals?
It seemed that nothing could compare to the perfectly placed bloodshot stamen at the corner of her eye.
Chilong couldn't help but laugh, but unfortunately no one could see his joyful expression. This intimate gesture gave Bai Xie temporary satisfaction.
Since it's only temporary, I want more.
He gently touched the blood-red flower with his cheek, and its enchanting fragrance touched the side of his lips.
Bai Xie felt a tightness in his throat, and the body pressed against his torso seemed dissatisfied, waving its hand as if trying to escape, but the dragon's possession was not so easy to break free from.
They regard themselves as supreme beings, and only things they cherish can make them bow their heads.
The desires within him clamored for more, but the little dragon, oblivious to everything, could only coil around Ying Ning's body and swim deeper into the abyss.
Until he crashed into a cliff, he leaned over to look at her, and he happened to touch her soft lips.
In an instant, those feelings found an outlet.
The dragon's eyes were dark, and its dragon heart seemed to be bound by vines from then on. Then, one after another, bright red blood-red pistils bloomed, soothing the pain of the nails and overwhelming its mind.
The heat, so close, flowed into his lips and brewed into greed.
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