The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

"Clang—" Luo Qianmo's expression suddenly turned cold, and the long sword in his hand flew out.

However, something unexpected happened.

Luo Qianmo's sword pierced through the figure, but the figure did not pause at all, as if it were a phantom.

Luo Qianmo's slender, sharp eyebrows suddenly twitched, and with a flick of his sleeve, a volley of hidden arrows shot towards that figure.

However, just like with the longsword, the figure did not pause even for a moment.

It's as if both the longsword and the hidden arrow pierce through the void.

As the figure descended before her, Fang Qingyou's expression suddenly changed drastically, and she flung out a cloud of poison powder.

As a result, they still couldn't make the figure freeze in the slightest.

In that instant, Fang Qingyou's face turned deathly pale: "Luo Qianmo, be careful, this doesn't seem to be human!"

Perhaps what she meant was that this figure didn't seem to be the Gu King.

While the Gu King was indeed powerful, he was ultimately still a beast, but this figure was as ghostly as a ghost.

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qianmo had already lifted Fang Qingyou into the air, intending to leave the cave.

If the price for answering these questions is his and Fang Qingyou's lives, then he would rather these questions remain unanswered forever.

To him, nothing in the world was more important than Fang Qingyou.

"boom--"

However, just as Luo Qianmo was about to leave, the stone door that had been open suddenly slammed shut.

Heavy bombardment resounded in their ears, and at the same time, the chilling laughter of the crimson figure echoed: "Hehe—"

The speculation seemed to have come true, and Fang Qingyou felt a chill run down her spine.

When she saw the figure, which appeared as if it were a phantom, she couldn't help but think of ghosts.

In those ghost and spirit movies and TV shows, the ghosts are not ethereal or intangible; isn't that exactly the situation we're in now?

Suddenly, a possibility flashed through my mind.

Could this figure be the ghost of that Fang Lord?

It wasn't that Fang Qingyou wanted to think that way, but rather that she herself had experienced a ghost-crossing experience.

Previously, she thought that the fanged lord's soul had been transmigrated, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

"You, you're that boss with the fanged mask?"

Fang Qingyou asked a question subconsciously, without realizing that she inadvertently uttered a word that did not exist in this era.

"Gah?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crimson figure suddenly paused, freezing into a ghostly face on the spot.

That was just a blood-red human face, without a body, just a face frozen in mid-air, and with that blood-like color, it looked incredibly eerie.

This situation made Fang Qingyou feel like she was in a fantasy blockbuster.

Luo Qianmo noticed the strange words Fang Qingyou used, but his attention was more focused on the eerie ghost face.

"who are you?"

Compared to Fang Qingyou, Luo Qianmo was much calmer.

"Who am I?" Ghost Face seemed momentarily confused, staring at Luo Qianmo's face as if pondering this question.

Suddenly, however, the ghost's expression turned ferocious: "You, are you that little bastard?"

Anyone would be unhappy to be called a "bastard child," let alone someone like Luo Qianmo.

His narrow, sharp eyebrows suddenly shot up, carrying a sharp and piercing edge, much like a deadly sword about to be drawn.

Once it appears, it will reap lives.

"who are you?"

The voice remained indifferent, yet carried an extreme sense of danger.

"I am, I am! You're the ones who ruined me, you're the ones who killed me! You little bastard, I'll make you pay with your blood!"

The ghostly face screeched sharply, opened its mouth wide, and lunged at Luo Qianmo as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

A chill ran through Luo Qianmo's brows. Even if it was some unknown ghostly thing, he would never allow it to insult him!

This is not only an insult to him, but also an insult to his mother!

"You're courting death!" The countless sword shadows in Luo Qianmo's hand rushed towards the ghost face with an overwhelming momentum.

Ghost Face didn't seem afraid of the sword, but seeing the chilling sword shadows, his originally ferocious face froze slightly.

Just then, a drop of purple liquid was seen flying towards the ghost face.

It was so lustrous and translucent, just like a purple sun.

The drop of purple liquid did not penetrate the ghost face's figure; instead, it seemed to merge with it.

This caused the ghost face to flash with a purple hue for a moment.

In that instant, Ghost Face let out an extremely shrill scream.

"Ow—"

The sound was so sharp that Fang Qingyou felt her ears ringing.

However, she suppressed her discomfort and was about to flick another drop of purple spirit water at the ghost face when she saw that the ghost face, which was originally the size of a basketball, suddenly turned into the size of an egg, and then turned into a blood-red line that burrowed out of the cave.

Yes, Fang Qingyou used Purple Spirit Water to deal with the ghost face.

The reason for choosing Purple Spirit Water is that it has a very good effect on suppressing Gu poison.

The ghostly face in front of her felt like a ghost, but its sinister aura was very similar to that of the Gu King. So she just wanted to try her luck and see if the Purple Spirit Water could deal with the ghostly face.

Unexpectedly, the effects of the Purple Spirit Water were even more powerful than she had imagined.

It's practically the natural nemesis of those funny faces.

She felt that as long as there was just one more drop of Purple Spirit Water, the ghostly face would surely vanish.

"Don't try to escape!" Fang Qingyou quickly gave chase, only to see that the crimson line had already disappeared into the wall of the cave and vanished in an instant.

Fang Qingyou was furious. Had that ghost face gotten away? She was about to kill it!

I'm so unwilling to accept this, I'm really unwilling to accept it.

Luo Qianmo's eyes were filled with shock. It wasn't the first time he had seen Fang Qingyou use this purple liquid, but it was the first time he had felt the familiar aura within it.

It is familiar, yet dangerous; it is dangerous, yet warm.

What exactly is this purple liquid, and why does it give him such a strange feeling?

However, he didn't have a chance to ask the question in his heart, because soon the sound of a stone door opening came from the cave.

"Click——"

Following the sound, Fang Qingyou and Luo Qianmo saw that the stone door that had been opened was not the one they used to enter the cave, but another stone door that they had not noticed.

Before this, they thought it was a stone wall, but now they realized it was actually a hidden stone door.

The stone door opened, and a gloomy, damp, and cold aura immediately poured in, feeling as if one had entered a damp, ice cellar in the dead of winter...