After Yang Jinghong quickly carved on the figure with a needle and let go, the figure levitated in front of me again.
But when I saw the name written on it, I was shocked.
I saw my name engraved on the front of the villain, but Yang Jinghong's name engraved on the back. What on earth did she mean?
Why did she carve our names on the villain? What kind of magic did she use?
But at this moment, the figure of Yang Jinghong that I meditated in my mind seemed to become more solid, and my memory of her gradually deepened.
But the memory of the other person gradually faded, and it was almost as if he couldn't even remember it. The person whose memory was faded was none other than Xiao Mengxin.
"Sister Jinghong, what are you doing and what kind of magic are you using?" I asked loudly, feeling a little scared.
Didn't she just agree that she would just let me downplay the memory of Xiao Mengxin? But judging from the current situation, it seems that she wants to completely make me forget Xiao Mengxin, but the memory of Yang Jinghong is getting deeper and deeper. Is this what he is doing? want...
But before Yang Jinghong could say anything, a sudden change occurred. The entire room seemed to be shaken, and monstrous evil black energy erupted from the ground behind Yang Jinghong.
The black air swelled, contracted and surged, and the cold air filled the entire room, as if falling into an ice cave. During this period, there were faint roars and roars, as if some terrifying existence was about to appear.
"Sister Jinghong, what on earth are you doing!" I couldn't sit still at all and felt panicked, but along with it came a terrifying roar from within the black air.
I was shocked to find that I couldn't move my body.
"Sister Jinghong, you!" I looked at Yang Jinghong with wide eyes.
But she slowly raised her head to reveal a face as pale as paper, and said weakly: "Boy, I hope you don't blame me, because all this is for your own good."
"Yang Jinghong, what are you doing, what magic are you using, stop it." I felt that she had made things worse.
However, as soon as I finished speaking, my pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw that the black air behind Yang Jinghong gradually became thinner, and on the ground, a black skeleton hand stretched out, as if it was a terrifying existence summoned by Yang Jinghong.
A cold aura that was several times colder than before surged out. When the thing crawled out from the ground, I was completely shocked.
It was a three-meter-tall black skeleton carrying a scythe on his back. His body was emitting black smoke, as if a building was on fire.
The black smoke contained the smell of malice and resentment, and it even looked like a cursed and evil thing.
Strange green flames flashed in the skull's eyes. The moment it appeared, the only trace of warm air left in the room was swallowed by ice.
I was shivering from the cold, and there was a storm in my heart.
Who is this skeleton? Could it be the cursed ghost king mentioned by Yang Jinghong?
She was actually able to summon the Great Ghost King from the Hungry Ghost Realm.
Let’s not talk about her strength that shocked me, but what on earth did she want to do by summoning such an evil thing?
My scalp was numb, and I struggled desperately to no avail. At this moment, the Grudge King's eyes flashed with green gunpowder, looked at me, and murmured: "Twin souls? Interesting."
The voice had an echo, and it also revealed the atmosphere of eternal vicissitudes. It was unknown how many years this terrifying existence had survived.
Not to mention his strength, facing him I felt like an ant facing an elephant, and it was effortless to kill me.
This is the Great Ghost King, the highest level of sneakiness I know of.
The levels of sneakiness are ghosts, evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, fierce ghosts, physical ghosts, ghost soldiers, ghost generals, ghost kings, ghost gods, and finally the great ghost king.
Nowadays, it is easy for even a half-step ghost soldier to sneak around and kill me, let alone such a big ghost king who spans several major levels.
In the Hungry Ghost Realm, each great ghost king has his own jurisdiction, commanding endless sneaks, and the only one who can drive them is the Ten Palaces of Yama.
This is really a terrifying existence that is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but it was actually summoned by Yang Jinghong, which really shocked me.
And this big ghost king actually saw that I was my twin flame as soon as he appeared, as if he was a transparent person, and all his secrets were exposed, which really shocked me.
But at this moment, the Buddha statue in the Danzhu space in my mind suddenly emitted a soft white light that surrounded my body, and the feeling of being spied on disappeared.
The Grudge Ghost King no longer paid attention to me, but looked at Yang Jinghong who was sitting cross-legged, and said lightly: "Is it worth it?"
Yang Jinghong didn't look back, but looked at me complicatedly, and said firmly: "It's worth it!"
"Is it worth it? Sister Jinghong, what are you going to do to me?" I asked in a panic, my eyes constantly scanning her and the Great Ghost King, not knowing what she was going to do.
Yang Jinghong ignored me and said to the Grudge Ghost King: "Please, let's get started."
"Haha..." The cursed ghost king's vicissitudes of laughter echoed in the room, and he said leisurely: "All living beings in the six realms are trapped by love. I didn't expect that you are no exception. You mortals are really creatures that I can't figure out. I wonder what kind of expression Pluto will show after knowing your decision."
"I ask you, Great Ghost King, to keep the secret for me." Yang Jinghong said with a pale face.
"Naturally." After finishing his words, the Grudge King stretched out his blade-like hand bones and pointed at the back of Yang Jinghong's head.
In an instant, Yang Jinghong's face became even paler. In my shocked gaze, a white light ball flew out of her mind.
Immediately afterwards, a total of twenty white light groups, one by two and three by three, flew out of Yang Jinghong's mind and revolved around Yang Jinghong's body.
The Great Ghost King of Grudge suddenly opened his skull mouth, and all twenty white light groups were sucked into his mouth. In an instant, the green flames in his eyes became a little brighter.
At this moment, Yang Jinghong's face turned as pale as a paper man, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Watching this scene, I was so frightened that I exclaimed, "Sister Jinghong, what's wrong with you, what are you doing!"
My heart was beating wildly, and I felt as if Yang Jinghong had paid a heavy price and made some kind of deal with the Grudge King.
"Lust, come out." Suddenly, the cursed ghost king slapped Yang Jinghong on the back of the head with his palm.
"Pfft." Yang Jinghong spat out a mouthful of blood.
In my shocked eyes, there was a shadow shaking inside her body, and then a translucent figure that was exactly the same as Yang Jinghong stepped out.
"This..." My heart was beating wildly. This translucent shadow must be Yang Jinghong's soul. After her soul left her body, what on earth was she going to do?
No, it seems that it is not the main body of the soul, but a split soul or a kind of consciousness that is split using special means.
Yang Jinghong's soul looked at me with a complicated face. As he walked towards me, the little black man with our names spinning in front of him turned into a black liquid and merged into Yang Jinghong's soul.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Jinghong's soul quickly shrank into a five-centimeter little person. It penetrated into my mind like lightning and was engraved in the depths of my soul like a brand.
"Here, Sister Jinghong, what are you doing?" I covered my head fiercely, feeling inexplicably terrified.
At this moment, after the Great Ghost King of Grudge looked at me deeply, he retreated into the black mist behind him and gradually disappeared, and the temperature in the room returned to normal.
At this moment, I finally regained control of my body. Yang Jinghong's body swayed and he fell to the ground, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth again.
"Sister Jinghong." I quickly supported her and asked anxiously and worriedly, "Sister Jinghong, what's wrong with you? How did you get hurt? What on earth did you do for me just now? What did you do to me just now? What are the twenty white light groups that flew out, and why did your split soul consciousness get into my mind?"
"Ahem..." Yang Jinghong coughed up blood and said weakly with a pale face: "Boy, don't ask. In short, I am doing this for your own good."
"I don't accept it." I shouted angrily: "I don't accept the way you hurt yourself for my own good. How could you ruin yourself like this? What on earth have you done for me."
I was really anxious and worried about her health, so I quickly picked her up and walked to the bedroom. She hugged my neck tightly and put her on the bed.
I asked worriedly again, "Sister Jinghong, what's wrong with your health? Does it matter? Also, please tell me, what did you do for me just now?"
However, Yang Jinghong forced out a smile and said weakly: "I'm fine. I'll recover after a while. Seeing that you care about me so much, I feel that what I have done for you is worth it."
"I asked you what exactly you did for me." I was so anxious that I had to figure this out.
"No, I didn't do anything." After Yang Jinghong finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment and then said: "Do you really want to know? I'm afraid you will blame me."
My heart moved, and I quickly said: "I don't blame you, you always tell me quickly, what have you done for me?"
"I, ahem..." Yang Jinghong coughed and said weakly: "I just gave you a favor."
"What?" I suddenly exclaimed, "You gave me a love trick? Is it a head-dropping technique? How could you do this? You..."
There was a huge uproar in my heart. She actually knew how to lower her head, and she also performed it on me.
