Song Cuihua looked around the valley and saw no one speaking, but at the entrance of the valley, a white mist appeared.
The white mist is thick, billowing like a veil, and continues to extend into the valley.
Seeing this scene, Song Cuihua frowned.
Although there is heavy fog in Shennong Mountain, it is almost noon. The scorching sun has long dispersed the fog in Shennong Mountain. How can there be thick fog pouring into the valley?
The dense fog was still very strange, gathering but never dispersing.
No other abnormalities were seen, but she looked at it carefully, which made her feel very uneasy.
It seemed as if something terrible was entrenched in the white mist.
Song Cuihua became afraid, and she immediately asked the ghost driver to take her out of the valley.
However.
The ghost driver stood there, motionless as if frozen.
The eyes won't move.
The look on his face was frozen.
"Bald Strong."
Song Cuihua shouted anxiously twice, but the ghost driver still didn't respond.
"Don't be afraid, girl."
At this moment, a vicissitudes of voice sounded in the thick fog, "He will be fine, he just fell into a deep sleep temporarily."
"You...who are you?"
Hearing the sound in the thick fog, Song Cuihua was immediately startled.
She also heard that the mysterious voice that just said that it could help her realize her wish was the person speaking in the thick fog at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, a figure came out of the thick fog.
That was an old man in white robe.
His hair and beard are all white, his face is kind, his body is stooped, and he is holding a cane in his hand.
"Child, I am the omnipotent devil in this world."
The old man in white robe looked at Song Cuihua, smiled kindly, and said in a vicissitudes of voice with a slightly hoarse magnetism: "No matter what your wish is, I can help you realize it."
"The omnipotent demon? Is this true?"
She asked with a look of surprise: "I want to be with Chen Changsheng? Can you help me realize it? I want to become a strong cultivator, can you help me realize it?"
"We can help you achieve it."
The white-robed old man smiled benevolently and said, "I can even make Chen Changsheng love you with all his heart, and I can even make you the strongest person in this monastic world."
"You are willing to help me like this. What do you want from me?"
Regardless of whether the other party is really an omnipotent devil, but he suddenly comes to her door, he must be trying to get something from her.
"I just want your soul."
The old man in white robe waved his hand, and a piece of golden paper appeared out of thin air in front of Song Cuihua.
Then he smiled faintly and said: "As long as you drop your blood and sign this soul contract, then the two wishes you desire will come true."
"Soul contract?"
Song Cuihua looked at the contract suspended in the void. She took a deep breath and said, "I sold my soul to you, can I still live?"
"Of course you can live, it won't have any impact on you."
"Not for sale."
Song Cuihua did not hesitate and shook her head in rejection.
"Why did you refuse?"
The white-robed old man said: "If you sign a soul contract, you will be able to be with the person you like forever, and it will also make you a peerless strong man. This is a good thing that everyone in the world dreams of."
"You do not understand."
Looking at the old man in white robe, Song Cuihua said: "Life is not a business. I will pursue what I want in my heart. If I rely on selling my soul to get what I want, then there is no meaning."
"good!"
The contract in front of Song Cuihua disappeared, and the old man in white robe turned and left.
Using a cane, he walked slowly to the thick fog. He turned his head and looked at Song Cuihua. Three incense sticks appeared out of thin air in front of Song Cuihua.
Those are three sticks of black incense.
"These three sticks of black incense are for you."
The old man in white robe smiled lightly and said: "When you need it in the future, you can light the black incense, and I will show up when the time comes."
Said.
This mysterious demon god stepped into the thick fog.
The thick fog was billowing and suddenly receded like a tide, as if it had never appeared before.
Looking at it blankly, Song Cuihua was a little dumbfounded.
"Is this mental illness?"
After regaining consciousness, Song Cuihua said with a dark face: "The omnipotent devil actually does business with me?"
Looking at the three black incense sticks suspended in the void, she wanted to throw them away when she got them in her hand.
but.
Finally, after thinking about it, he put away the three black incense sticks.
"Miss Song."
The ghost driver woke up, looked at Song Cuihua and said, "Chen Changsheng has left. Let's leave Shennong Mountain too."
"Let's go."
Looking at the ghost driver, Song Cuihua turned around and suddenly saw a woman appearing at the entrance of the valley.
She was a very beautiful woman, with a look that would captivate a city or a country.
Enchanting and charming.
Moreover, he was wearing a bright red dress and a phoenix crown on his head. He raised his hands and raised his phoenix feet with extraordinary aura.
"Who are you?"
The ghost driver and Song Cuihua frowned. They didn't expect that another person would come to this valley.
Looking at this situation, I still came for them.
"My name is Diaochan."
That's right.
The woman who looks enchanting and charming, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, is the white-bone spirit Diao Chan, the leader of the undead.
And the white-bone spirit Diao Chan came for Song Cuihua.
The ghost driver took me to the valley to meet Ji Guyue, and the white-bone spirit Diao Chan followed me secretly. She already knew that Song Cuihua and I had a special relationship.
"Your name is Song Cuihua."
The white-bone spirit Diao Chan looked at Song Cuihua, raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Today is your special day, and I have prepared a wedding for you."
As these words fell, a sound of gongs, drums and suonas sounded outside the valley.
At the same time, a dark wind surged in from outside the valley, blowing branches and leaves flying all over the sky.
The yin energy that burst out was very strong.
The temperature in the valley was dropping rapidly at this time.
Next second.
Four colorful paper figures came in carrying a wedding sedan.
Behind the wedding sedan, there were also a group of paper figures.
Men, women, old and young.
The group of paper figures all held instruments in their hands and were beating gongs, drums and suonas.
Moreover, these paper figures are pale and ferocious in appearance, and the yin energy emanating from their bodies is also very strong.
There is no doubt that there is an evil spirit possessing the paper man.
Seeing this scene, Song Cuihua and Ghost Driver's expressions changed greatly, because any one of those evil ghosts was stronger than Ghost Driver.
"Take me away quickly!"
Song Cuihua was so anxious that she wanted the ghost driver to take her away, but Diao Chan, the white-bone spirit, used her death aura to restrain them both.
The wedding sedan was carried in front of her, and the white-bone spirit Diao Chan waved her hand.
Two paper demons came over and dragged Song Cuihua into the wedding sedan.
"Carry the sedan chair back to the Dead Man's Trench!"
As a sharp sound sounded, the sound of gongs, drums and suonas suddenly rumbled and echoed throughout the world.
All of a sudden.
Led by the white-bone spirit Diao Chan, four paper demons carried the wedding sedan and left in a majestic manner.
"It's over, it's over."
After they left, the ghost driver regained his freedom.
but.
Looking at the paper figures carrying the sedan in the distance, he could only feel anxious.
He couldn't compete with the white-bone spirit Diao Chan, and none of those paper-man evil spirits were stronger than him.
Even if he tried his best, it wouldn't work.
"I have to look for Chen Changsheng. Only Chen Changsheng can save Miss Song."
The ghost driver didn't dare to delay, so he turned around and ran away in a panic.
