Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

Evil ghosts are ghosts, black and white impermanence are ghosts, and bull-headed horse-faced ghosts are also ghosts. Since they are all ghosts, it cannot be assumed that evil ghosts must be bound by ghosts.

Right now, the evil ghost not only broke free from the chain, but also dragged his black and white Wuchang to a big horse, and was submerged in the crowd of ghosts in an instant, and the chain was also thrown off his hands.The bull-headed horse on the side wanted to stop him, but was blocked by layers of ghosts. One ghost was hard to beat, and it took a lot of effort to get out of the ghosts.

But at that time, the evil spirit had already rushed in front of Jian Qinghe.

Covering Qinghe is not a skill in weapons, and he is not good at martial arts, so he can only lightly jump a few times to open the distance between the two of them, then lift his palm up, index finger and middle finger neatly, and say "get up" in his mouth— —

People's talent is limited, no matter how powerful they are, they can't break through themselves, so whether it's swords, guns, swords, fists, palms, legs or feet, weapon repairers will always encounter bottlenecks.And the heaven and earth are the foundation of the five elements, if one is to practice art, one will be cultivating mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, depending on the heaven and the earth, no matter how high or far the sky is, the ability will be as deep and thick.

It is precisely because of this that Shushu is a more profound and powerful cultivation technique than all other cultivation methods.

It's a pity that Jian Qinghe has not yet reached that level, and the ghost world is not his territory, and the aura and fairy energy have been suppressed by more than [-]%, so after he raised his hand chicly, the ground did not turn out as he thought. A towering earth wall appeared like that, some of which were just a small slope or a small bump, which just happened to trip the evil spirit, and even staggered towards him.

The negligent watchman finally arrived at this moment, threw the steel fork in his hand, and slammed it into the eyelet of the chain, locking the tangled iron chain firmly on the ground.

However, the chain was long enough, and it was still long enough after it was stretched suddenly. The throw of the fork was really meaningless. He still grabbed his right leg, and the evil ghost touched a road with his black muddy hand. When Hei Yin came, Bi Qinghe showed a vicious expression, kicked him in the face several times unceremoniously.

It's just that the evil ghost's hands were so strong that he was unsteady when he was standing on one leg, and he tripped and fell to the ground. The back of his head hit the cold ground unexpectedly, causing him to gasp in pain.

It's just that his reaction was faster than the pain. As soon as the weight of the evil spirit attached to it, before he could say a word, he was slapped away by his hand—because it was held by the chain, it didn't fly very far. .

Although Jian Qinghe had visited the ghost world twice, Mu Ziyun did not announce it widely, so the ghost messengers who were not the ghost king's close servants only knew that the ghost king's golden house was hiding a girl, but they didn't know whether the girl was a man or not. Whether it's a woman or a human or a ghost, naturally they don't know each other.

What's more, in the eyes of the little ghosts, the fairy spirit overflowing from Bi Qinghe's body is simply dazzling, even the hair strands exude the words "I am a fairy", so that ghosts dare not look directly at them, let alone approach them .

Ever since, when such an unexpected incident happened at this moment, all that could be heard in his ears were ghost screams and "Quansheng" and "You're crazy" one after another, none of which was directed at him, an innocent person. greeting.

He could only get up by himself to pat the soil, while rubbing the back of his head, he looked at the figure not far away who was kicked out by himself and was struggling to get up.

"Quansheng" should be the name of this evil ghost. After all, this ghost shouted "I'm not crazy" and "I'm not crazy" while getting up. It's hard for people not to recognize it.

Heihei, the ghost messenger who fell off a big horse before, finally broke free from the blockade of the iron chain and soul body, ran over stumbling, picked up the scattered iron chains, and tied up Quansheng with all his might , fell to the ground again.

The chains in the hands of the pair of black and white impermanence looked brand new, so he glanced at the numbers embroidered on their uniforms—T-shaped three hundred and sixty-eight—the number is not small, obviously not long after taking office The newcomer ghost difference.

No wonder he was so reckless. Although he was dereliction of duty, he was really unlucky.

Not only this pair of black and white impermanence, but also himself.

That Bai Wuchang threw Quan Sheng aside, quickly pulled his partner who was holding him by the side, nodded and bowed several times: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

With a sincere attitude, he concealed that he was still a boy, and Hei Wuchang, who was also a boy beside him, turned blue and trembling while holding the iron chain, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't speak, what on earth could he not bear to scold? , could only rub his head while waving his hands.

"What's the situation? So many people can't bear to see a ghost?"

In the midst of this chaos, an unexpected sound appeared abruptly, as if a bowl of cold water was poured into boiling water, and the pot was boiling and then quiet.

Bi Qinghe turned his head to see that the person who came was indeed Mu Ziyun.

The ghost world is like a palace, and the king of ghosts is the emperor. Seeing the visit of the Supreme Being at this moment, everyone in the audience kowtows and salutes with all respect, especially the bull-headed horse-face who is suspected of dereliction of duty and the fledgling, incompetent black and white impermanence, which is even more trembling. Such as sifting chaff, nervous to death.

"Qinghe, why did you come here without saying a word, it's easy for me to find you."

It's just that Lord Ghost King didn't act like a wise monarch, he just casually raised his hand to signal his subordinates to get down, and then hurriedly walked up to the beauty, obviously waiting and forcing her to answer.

Covering Qinghe and looking at him with a stern face, he wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but because everyone watched him, he couldn't save face, so he could only reply coldly: "If it's really hard to find, how could you come so fast, Mr. Ghost King? "

"I'm looking for you. You are unfamiliar with the place here, so you should hurry up." Mu Ziyun was shameless, and said with ulterior motives, "Don't be angry with me."

"Shut up." He covered his mouth and uttered the words clearly, but also pronounced the words very emphatically.

Mu Ziyun has always been good-natured, even if he was treated like this, he still kept smiling. He didn't look serious until he realized that he was covering the back of his head all the time. He approached him while asking "Are you hurt?" and tried to reach out to explore.

He just concealed his bad temper, and unceremoniously slapped Mu Ziyun's hand open. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by a crazy shout——

"Qinghe! Qinghe!"

The crazy and intimate cry was obviously made by Quansheng. His body was already tightly bound by iron chains, but at this moment, iron shackles were added, his head and arms were locked together, and he started to move. From time to time, it looks like a silkworm chrysalis.

Seeing the two people turn their heads, he became even more mad, and shouted at Qingqing: "Don't you remember me? Don't you remember me?"

Covering and touching the big bump on the back of his head, feeling angry, he choked on a rare occasion: "Are you a starling bird? Are you a starling bird?"

Quan Sheng was stunned for a while, completely unaware that Yan Qinghe was mocking himself, but that the beauty was finally willing to take care of him, full of joy, and quickly replied: "I am a chicken!"

Mask Qinghe: ...

"Pfft." Mu Ziyun laughed loudly enough, and after receiving the glaring glare from Ge Qinghe, he asked recklessly, "Is it your debt of love? They've all come here."

Asking people for no reason whether they are in love or not, all the ghosts present couldn't help but gossip a little while they were frightened, and looked at the two of them one after another.

Could it be... this is the "Jiao" who hides her beauty in the golden house, right?

It's a pity that the concealment at this moment is a firecracker that explodes at one o'clock during the Chinese New Year, and whoever speaks up will be unlucky.

He gave Mu Ziyun a hard look, and said angrily, "Fuck you."

"Qinghe, do you really not remember me? I listened to you, fulfilled your request of me, and collected a whole hundred eyeballs for you!"

Undoubtedly, these words were like a thunderclap on the ground, causing everyone present to gasp.

Ge Qinghe was even more at a loss, and said, as if asking the truth: "Don't slander people here with empty words, when did I ask you to help me close my eyes?"

Seeing that Quan Sheng was struggling hard, screaming like ghosts, almost twisting himself out of joint, Mu Ziyun waved his hand to let Hei Wuchang let him go.The latter, having gained temporary freedom, hopped and fell at his feet like a runaway wild horse, sticking his cheek to his leg as if without dignity.

Bi Qinghe was taken aback, obviously did not expect Mu Ziyun to do this, but he was not surprised by it, but his complexion turned extremely dark, and he kicked the person beside his legs away with disgust.

But, maybe this is the normal state of Quan Sheng's concealment and getting along with him. He was kicked away, and he barely had time to react, so he posted it shamelessly.

Who would have thought that there would be a "swish" sound, and the long spear shining with silver light was caught off guard in front of Quan Sheng, forcing him to no longer approach, and he could only freeze like a fool.

Mu Ziyun glanced at the muddy handprints on Bi Qinghe's trouser legs, and said coldly, "Just say it here, one step closer to him, and I'll stab your head through."

Xu is the ghost king who has an insurmountable deterrent power to the little ghost. Quan Sheng really obeyed and stopped moving forward. In addition, Mu Ziyun's spear tip was pressed against his throat, like a talisman, and he was completely killed. Ghosts are banned.

Instead, he kept staring at Jian Qinghe, like a big lover.

Looking at each other and being stalemate for a long time, Bi Qinghe could only take a deep breath, and asked following his intention: "Then tell me, what kind of eyes do I want you to dig out?"

"You said it's better to be black, the darker the better! I understand you, I know what you want, and I know it even if you don't tell me—" Quan Sheng smiled and took a few steps forward, but was blocked by the tip of the gun again. Now, I can only say triumphantly, "I saved Quan Wei's eyes for you."

It's quite an invitation.

Bi Qinghe frowned, and asked again: "Is Quan Wei your sister?"

Quan Sheng was overjoyed, and his voice suddenly raised several degrees: "You really remember! You always said that her eyes are beautiful, so I dug them for you, and they are still at home."

Bi Qinghe snorted coldly, and said casually: "Your eyes are also pretty, why don't you give me yours?"

Quan Sheng held Mu Ziyun's spear point for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Of course! Of course! I dig... mine too, but I can only dig one. You, don't be angry, I I want to leave one to see you..."

As if to see if Quan Sheng would really do what he said, Mu Ziyun actually asked someone to release him from the shackles.

Quan Sheng gained full freedom, but he didn't rush towards Biqinghe again, but just stood quietly in front of him, without hesitation, reached out and plucked out one of his eyes, and presented it in front of Biqinghe.

A dead person will naturally not bleed anymore. Quan Sheng gouged out his own eyes, leaving only a black blood hole on his face. He looked at Bi Qinghe, revealing a flattering, It looks like a creepy smile.