Chu Yingge has changed a lot, almost unrecognizable. She is wearing a black robe, colorless, with hair draped behind her shoulders, looking messy and very crazy. She looks like a person, with white skin like a ghost, perhaps, she is a ghost.

Nian Jinshu couldn't feel the little bit of human aura on her.

"You are still making trouble." Nian Jinshu sneered. Bai Ling's intuition was right. On that day, Bai Ling came to tell Chu Yingge about what happened. Many people thought that Chu Yingge had long been dead and would not cause trouble. But Bai Ling felt a little surprised. Her mother would not dream of Chu Yingge for no reason. She must have some connection, that is, Chu Yingge, maybe she is still alive, but she is just unknown.

Maybe, not alive.

But she could have come out of the Kunlun Mirror. Before the Kunlun Mirror was closed, she should have come out. She looked very, very scary. Chu Ruoxue was not there, but Bai Ling was in the mourning hall. Seeing this scene, people were a little dull.

"Sister, congratulations, I married my cousin as I wish today." Chu Yingge looked at Yanhui with a little obsession and persistence, as if Yanhui was her greatest unwillingness and regret in her life, and she was also persistent in love.

Yan Hui was indifferent.

"Prepare for war!" Yan Hui said in a deep voice. As the sound fell, the sound of the soul-resurrecting bell also came from a distance. Although it was very far away, it was very clear. Nian Jinshu put the soul-resurrecting bell on the ice wall, and there must be something unusual. Only the soul-resurrecting bell would warn her. She would not easily recall the soul-resurrecting bell, so that Nian Junyao would not be prepared.

Chu Yingge looked at them with a sneer. If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have died in Kunlun Mirror and would not have suffered all the torture.

"I am alone in the abyss and suffer all the hardships, but you are going to get married, happy and dream!" Chu Yingge sneered, "Today, I want you to become the most unwilling soul like me!"

A lonely ghost who has no tribute after his death.

"Be careful!" Nian Jinshu shouted, and the people in the auditorium also saw the clues and retreated one after another. A large number of monsters appeared around Chu Yingge, surrounding Chu Yingge for her to trend.

"Miss Chu, you were also a female cultivator from the Xizhou continent, why did you become like this?"

"Who told you that I am a female cultivator from the Xizhou Continent?" Chu Yingge laughed, "I am a demon, I am a half demon, my father is a member of the demon clan. Wanping City has protected monsters like our sisters since she was a child. Nian Jinshu knows it well, Nian Junyao knows it well, Bai Ling is also a half demon, do you see their brothers and sisters tell you?"

There was restlessness in the auditorium.

Bai Ling looked at her with a very cold look, as if she didn't know her.

Yan Hui said in a deep voice, "Don't listen to her one-sided words, she's already crazy."

The slashing shadow slashed towards Chu Yingge, instantly cutting Chu Yingge into two halves. After Chu Yingge's body turned into two halves, it was automatically combined. Nian Jinshu said, "She is a ghost."

In other words, she is dead!

"Kill them!" Chu Yingge gave her order, and the monsters around her swarmed out and returned to Nian Jinshu and Yan.

On the city wall, Nian Junyao's eyes were motionless at the thick fog. The ice wall had collapsed and the group of monsters could no longer be stopped. They would definitely fly towards them.

As soon as this thought came, I saw a black monster coming through the thick fog.
Chapter completed!