Maoshan Ghost King

The white mist rolled and directly enveloped Ge Yu's whole body. It was too late for Ge Yu to have any reaction at this moment.

I was confused for a while, and there were countless images rolling in my mind.

The first scene that appeared was a young woman in a Chinese dress standing in a large, richly decorated house in the palace.

There was a painter opposite her, facing the portrait of the young woman in front of her.

This woman was twenty-eight years old, all over the country, with a graceful posture, Ge Yu recognized at a glance, this woman was the woman on the picture of the lady.

"Xu Hui, the drawing is finished, let's take a look?" The painter put down the pen in his hand and smiled slightly at Xu Hui.

"Thank you painter..." This woman named Xu Hui lightly started Lianbu, walked towards the scroll, and a faint smile appeared on her face immediately: "The painter is really skilled, and Xu Hui is so good at painting. ."

"Oh, the method of Xia Xia is still a bit clumsy. I am ashamed that I can't paint a beauty that is less than seventy-sevenths of the beauty. However, Xiaguan has been a painter in the court for so many years and rarely meets a beautiful woman like you. If you want to come to see the emperor, you must be very happy, and I want to invite you to see it." The painter complimented.

Then, when the picture flashed, Ge Yu immediately saw another picture. It was a man wearing a dragon robe and full of extravagance sitting in front of a public case, with two eunuchs next to him, one holding a tray. All the scrolls drawn by the artist are placed in the tray.

Another little **** took out the scrolls from the tray, opened them one by one, and let the emperor look at them.

The women in the picture, Yingying and Yanyan, each have their own merits. Perhaps the emperor has seen more beauties, so he just raised his head and glanced at it, and then passed directly.

It wasn't until the little **** took out Xu Hui's scroll and showed it to the emperor that the emperor glanced at it a little longer, nodded slightly, and said, "That's it."

The two little eunuchs were overjoyed, and quickly retreated.

After another moment, the white mist rolled, and another picture was that of Xu Hui with the emperor.

When Xu Hui was with the emperor, she felt very affectionate. The two often chanted poems and odes together, and the husband and wife sang along. The pictures were very warm.

And that picture of a lady was spent in Xu Hui's room.

When Xu Hui was with the emperor, Ge Yu also saw a pair of vicious eyes staring at them on the other side of the room.

It was a woman wearing a phoenix robe, and she felt like a queen.

The picture flashed again, showing the emperor lying on the hospital bed, Xu Hui lying beside the emperor, crying.

After that, the emperor glared, and died.

Soon after the emperor’s death, a woman in a Chinese dress and a few eunuchs came in and pressed Xu Hui to the ground. Then someone opened her mouth and poured wine into her mouth. Xu Hui Qiqiao bled and died beside the emperor's bed.

From beginning to end, the picture of the lady hung in the emperor's room.

This illusion is Xu Hui's miserable and simple life.

Xu Hui entered the palace when she was very young, was favored by the emperor, and petted her alone. After the two loved her for many years, the emperor lost the ball, and then the queen was very jealous of Xu Hui, so after the emperor died, she immediately Xu Hui was killed and buried with the emperor.

Therefore, Xu Hui's spiritual thoughts are attached to this sentence.

The woman in this picture scroll is immortal and has existed for more than two thousand years, and it must be a ghost with high morals.

Even Ge Yu was bewildered for a while.

Ge Yu is very awake now, but he can't move.

After a while, the white mist rolled again, and then there appeared a large group of beautiful women in ancient costumes, about a dozen, and they began to dance around Ge Yu. The dance was enchanting and gorgeous. The key is that these dancing women, all of them are extremely tall. Well, the long one is also very nice.

Those dancing women jumped to Ge Yu's side, some people hugged him, some people whispered in his ears, blowing lightly, Ge Yu hit a violent spirit all over his body, feeling a little uncontrollable Up.

He is now at a young age, so how can he resist such a temptation?

The point is that these are more than a dozen superb beauties.

After that, Ge Yu also saw a familiar face, it was real person Yunyang. He sat cross-legged across from him, almost a dozen meters away from him, and surrounded by a dozen beauties in ancient costumes jumping around. , That dance is outrageously enchanting.

At this moment, Ge Yu realized that he should also appear in the picture of the lady at this moment.

In other words, his soul was hooked away by this painting.

After understanding this, Ge Yu's heart trembled. Uncle, can I go back?

While thinking about this, a woman came across, it was Xu Hui.

He walked towards Ge Yu with a smile, stopped three or four meters in front of Ge Yu, and looked at Ge Yu with a smile: "This official, welcome here..."

"Who are you?" Ge Yu said solemnly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The key is that you are happy. Everything in this is yours. You can ask for it at will. After you come here, you are the king of this place. You have everything. Are you not happy?" The woman Said with a smile.

"Niezhang, here are all the illusions you constructed? Believe it or not, this will destroy you?" Ge Yu said solemnly.

In the voice, Ge Yu stretched out his hand and directly touched his waist, trying to take out the Profound Gate Seven Star Sword, but he touched his hand and the waist was empty. Where is the Seven Star Sword, not only there is no Seven Star Sword, but there is no Seven Star Sword. The tower is not there, and the rest of the magical artifacts are not there.

Ge Yu's heart sank, and he thought, this is over. Now he is in a state of spirit and soul. If his body stays outside, naturally he can't use any magical tools.

This picture scroll is a world, and the ruler of this world is the woman named Xu Hui in the painting. His spirit has existed in the world for more than two thousand years. Naturally, the Taoism is outrageous. The real ghost and fairy Fang Tianru, also But it was a ghost of the Ming Dynasty, and it was already invincible among the ghosts, let alone a ghost of the Tang Dynasty.

In this picture, I guess this woman will let you handle it.

Ge Yu didn't give up without drawing out the magic weapon, he directly pinched a magic seal, called the magic seal, and shot at the woman, even if he was in a state of spirit, this trick still worked.

The woman named Xu Hui stood there without moving, still smiling at Ge Yu with a smile: "You really are not a person who knows how to pity and cherish jade..."