The Wuling Palace in the dark night is silent, yet frightening. I heard from the Prime Minister that the garden behind the palace is the city lord’s favorite place. He often sits here and looks at the towering Jueyan Peak to the south.

The flying bird looks at the white clouds and the sky, and sometimes sighs. The prime minister often follows him, and never knows why he sighs. Until Fu Huaiyun, the ghost capture master of Qiling City, left, secretly leaving a wooden box. Now.

, Thousands of years have passed, and the back garden has not been swept for many years, and the paths are covered with fallen leaves. The stone table is still there, but it has accumulated dust for a long time, making it impossible to sit down and rest. With the faint light of the back garden in the dark night, Su Meng walked along the path

, actually walked through the woods and walked into another world.

I saw a man sitting with his eyes closed, his back to Su Meng. His white hair was like a waterfall, and he looked like an expert from this world. Su Meng curiously walked forward to ask, but saw the man who was sitting suddenly stood up and dusted himself off.

Dusting off the dust on his clothes, he put his hands behind his back and said coldly:

"I told you, I won't give you divine power, so don't be delusional."

What? Su Meng was secretly shocked. She looked around and saw no one else.

"I don't know who you are? I don't know what you mean?"

"Huh!" The person in front of him suddenly turned around, his expression was majestic, and his eyes were full of resentment. He quickly grabbed Su Meng's neck and stared at her, "Su Qianxun, you just have something.

Tens of thousands of skins, if you change one every day, don’t even think about taking away the divine power from me!”

What? Su Meng was surprised and happy at the same time.

Presumably he is the city lord.

"You...I...are not...Su...Su Qianxun...you...ahem..."

Out of instinct, Su Meng struggled and beat his arm hard, but she couldn't breathe and her strength was getting weaker and weaker.

Maybe she heard something strange in the words, and the person in front of her actually let go of Su Meng. Then she fell into a state of madness and was in great pain. Su Meng lay softly on the ground, looking at the person in front of her in a blur, but she still couldn't help it.

My vision went dark, and I didn't know what happened next.

The number of poisonous puppets under the Soul-Eating Powder increased day by day, and the righteousness mesh lasted for seven or eight days. The surviving tribesmen settled in the royal city were all looking forward to the day when the heroine would appear again to lend a helping hand.

Seeing how powerful the soul-eating powder he made was, Hun Zhanqiu's smile gradually grew stronger. Feng Xiao's injuries had almost recovered, and the three generals of Blood and Darkness stayed still for the time being, guarding the abyss of death. They asked Feng Xiao to

Xiao took the Soul-Eating Powder to the Immortal Clan, he wanted the immortals to have a taste of the Soul-Eating Powder.

When Su Meng woke up, she was already in the back room of Wuling Hall. She sat up suddenly and glanced around the room. The dusk light penetrated through the cracks in the door and windows. Looking again

Look at yourself, actually lying on the bed.

You were obviously in the back garden last night?

Could it be that what I saw last night... was a dream?

Su Meng was confused again.

At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and the maid came over with a bowl of soup. Seeing that she was awake, she said, "The Prime Minister saw you in the back garden this morning. He was afraid that something would happen to you, so he sent you back to your room."

, Fortunately, you are fine." The maid brought the soup to Su Meng, "This is the soup cooked by the Prime Minister, he is afraid that you will not adapt to the local environment."

Unaccustomed? Su Meng wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't like to drink medicine the most. So she pushed the medicine bowl away with one hand.

"I'm fine. Just pour these medicines."

"This..." the maid hesitated, "The Prime Minister asked me to bring it, and the maid cannot disobey."

"Then you put it there. I'll drink it later."

The maid obeyed her wish and put the medicine on the table.

"Wait a minute," Su Meng stopped the maid who was about to leave. "I have something to ask you."

"Please say."

"Is there anyone locked up in the back garden?"

"Ah!" The maid was so shocked that she couldn't hold the plate in her hand. "I forgive my maid for not being able to speak directly about this issue." After saying that, the maid put down the medicine bowl and quickly left the room.

Humph! Returning the maid, I think the eyeliner is pretty good. Su Meng secretly laughed in her heart. There must be a ghost in the back garden. Let’s go and have a look tonight.

After the maid went out, the prime minister was already waiting for her in the small pavilion separated by the wall.

"Prime Minister, Su Meng has discovered the secret of the backyard, and I'm afraid she won't be able to keep it."

"It doesn't matter. I just can't pry the city lord's mouth open. Once she comes, I can catch them all and become a god in one fell swoop."

The Prime Minister smiled, and his cold eyes fell on a certain cloud in the sky, "Chang (g) Ling Withered Butterfly Mo Guping, ha! Sooner or later, the divine power will be mine, and the Abandoned Spirit City will also be mine." He said to himself,

Just laugh.

Thinking about it, I have been lurking for thousands of years, step by step, to reach the current high position of Prime Minister, only one step away from the city lord. As long as I master Fu half of the divine power, I will be able to climb up to the nine heavens. Now both halves of the divine power have gathered in Abandoned Spirits

The city, only waiting for tonight, can be reunited and realize its thousand-year wish.

In the Jueyan Peak in the north of the Immortal Clan, Abandoned Spirit City is at the foot of the peak. Now the golden light is no longer there. It is covered by evil clouds and haze. Most of the people in the city have become puppets. The Prime Minister is standing on the altar.

Under the light of the holy fire, using blood as a guide, the legendary Nine-level City God is called.

However, this is nothing but an illusion.

When Su Meng came here, she felt an unusual aura on her face. Sure enough, a large wave of puppets quickly surrounded her, tied her up in three strokes, and escorted her to the altar.

"Unexpectedly, the guest that Dushen said came so soon." The person under the holy fire looked at Su Meng several times with cold eyes, and then approached Su Meng step by step.

"You, what do you want to do?!"

"The gods like your heart, which is upright, pure and unadulterated." The person in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand, intending to take out Su Meng's heart.

Suddenly, there was a white light with a burst of peach blossom fragrance. A figure like a falling flower descended gracefully.

"Who on earth are you?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the altar was gone, and everyone was gone.

"It turned out to be a dream." Su Meng wiped the sweat from her forehead and exclaimed, "Hey! You scared me."

This is an inn in Qiling City. In the early morning, the sun shines brightly. It passes through the lattice windows and falls on the ancient maroon floor, drawing another picture.

After eating, Su Meng set off to the Wuling Hall, the center of Qiling City, to meet the city lord.

Passing by a hotel, she encountered a group of people beating a beggar. Su Meng stepped forward and pulled them away. She almost got beaten back.

"How dare you bully the weak here in broad daylight? Are the people in Qiling City all bad people? If the city lord finds out, he will punish you severely."

"Hahahahaha..."

Su Meng was stunned by the laughter of the people around him. Isn't it true that the city lord can't do anything if he says it? Then what is the use of this city lord? Is he in vain? Is he in vain?

"You don't look like someone from Qiling City," a burly man stood up from the crowd, with a voice as loud as thunder, "To tell you the truth, the city lord of Qiling City is the prime minister, and that city lord has died long ago."

"What?"

Su Meng was even more confused now. She hasn't seen the city lord yet? Has she changed her position? Wait, who is the prime minister?
Chapter completed!