After the sect was destroyed, the whole continent relied on me to ascend

Chapter 57 The Birthday of the Ghost King
Luo Jiuqiu visited the three most luxurious buildings in Netherworld Ghost City, but all three buildings were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

In the most prosperous and lively area in the past, except for the evil ghosts lying on the ground that couldn't help but roll around and were beaten up, there was no idle ghost.

The drunk boss looked at the Turen Winery, which had more than half collapsed in front of him, with his face wrinkled and his eyes weeping.

Luo Jiuqiu patted his shoulder to express comfort, and said casually: "Don't cry, be strong, you still want to take us to find the Zhugui King."

After hearing this, the drunk boss almost fainted from crying.

The Candle Ghost King is powerful and cruel. If he really leads this group of suspicious ghosts, he will definitely end up miserable.However, if he disobeys, he will probably die now.

The drunk boss guessed that Luo Jiuqiu was not a human being. The legendary people should not be as cruel as her, and they were exactly the same as the nine ghost kings.

Luo Jiuqiu held the drunken boss' collar in one hand and hung it in the air.Yunfu reached out and put his hand on Luo Jiuqiu's wrist.

Luo Jiuqiu was aroused by the cold and biting breath, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Why, do you want to carry it yourself?"

Yunfu said nothing.

Luo Jiuqiu guessed that rather than letting Yun Jianzun carry the drunk boss, Yun Jianzun might have wanted to kill him with a single sword blow.But this boss is really important. After all, he still needs to be the guide.

Luo Jiuqiu tried to reason with someone.

At this time, a figure walked quickly from the street corner, followed by the missing person paper crane released by Luo Jiuqiu.

"Master!"

Luo Jiuqiu smiled, "Very good, here comes the ghost."

Bai He is still tall and burly, but his face is disguised and he is also dressed in black. His appearance only retains five points of his original appearance, which can be seen by those who are familiar with him at a glance.

Bai He scratched his head, smiled a little shyly, and said: "This disciple is not good at learning. At present, he has only mastered a little bit of the transformation technique."

Luo Jiuqiu raised his head and covered his body with another layer of illusion. He shook his head and said, "No, you are too humble. You are very good at advancing to the first level in three days."

Baihe is a burly king with eyes that look like crescent moons when he smiles.

He has lived for so many years, and this is the first time someone has praised him so directly. He is worthy of being his master.

Without waiting for Luo Jiuqiu's instructions, Bai He naturally took the "heavy object" in his hand.

"Master, this is?"

Luo Jiuqiu smiled: "Our guide, our ghost brother."

Understood, this person was caught to show the way and cannot be killed.

Bai He nodded, tightened his grip on the drunken boss's neck, and kept a close eye on him.

The drunk boss was carried away. Yunfu naturally clasped his fingers on Luo Jiuqiu's wrist and held it tight.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, what is wrong with you, Lord Yunjian? Isn't it hopeless?"

Yunfu was silent. Just when Luo Jiuqiu thought he would not speak again, Yunfu suddenly said: "I have more problems."

Luo Jiuqiu lifted up the curtain of the bamboo hat on Yun Fu's head and put his head in.

Yunfu stared into Luo Jiuqiu's eyes and said nothing.

Luo Jiuqiu stared at Yunfu's white hair, feeling surprised and secretly thought: It turned out to be Yunfu himself.

Looking up and scanning around Yun Jianzun's perfect iceberg face and snow-like long hair, Luo Jiuqiu said regretfully: "Sword Master, you can't do this, the ghosts are all black."

When Yun Fu raised his eyes, his white hair turned black, and his exposed skin, starting from his fingertips, was gradually dyed as black as ink.

"Jianzun Yun is really good-looking in everything."

He said this, but Yun Fu watched Luo Jiuqiu's eyes with a suspicious look of disgust, and didn't even want to look at him for a second.

Yunfu felt that his hands might be a little itchy.

Ignoring the murderous aura slowly emanating from Sword Master Yun, Luo Jiuqiu watched the beautiful iceberg turn into a black pearl at close range. With a suspicious smile on his lips, he emerged from the veil with satisfaction.At this time, several more paper cranes flew over, and Yong Huai and others gradually appeared.

"Sister!"

"Master!"

"metropolitan!"

The drunk boss who was pretending to be dead originally wanted to run away, but when he saw more and more people, he gave up instantly. He quietly shrank down and was held by Bai He like an obedient quail.

Luo Jiuqiu withdrew his gaze, and the transparent puppet threads flashed past his fingertips.

At this time, pieces of black paper were scattered all over the sky, like black snowflakes, glowing with blue light and falling faintly, but they did not completely fall to the ground, they only hung in the air, floating faintly.

Luo Jiuqiu gave him a look. Bai He immediately tightened his arms after receiving the order. The drunkard boss screamed in pain and hurriedly whispered: "This is the ghost king's order from the candle ghost king. The candle ghost king will celebrate his birthday in seven days and invites all the ghost tribes to go to the ghost king." The Royal Palace wishes you a happy birthday."

Candle Ghost King?Birthday?

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and said to the people who had just gathered: "What a coincidence, this Zhugui King is exactly what I am looking for."

As he spoke, he reached out to a piece of black paper floating in the air.

"Hey..." The drunk boss subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he held it back just as he opened his mouth.He stared at Luo Jiuqiu's outstretched hand, silently expecting it.

The Zhugui King is naturally not so kind to invite everyone.This fluttering black paper with blue light has a hint of the ghost king's cold power. Although it is only one ten thousandth of the ghost king's power, any mediocre ghost will catch fire and be burned to ashes if it touches it. Anyone who touches it will be scum. There won't be anything left.Even powerful ghosts will get their arms burned if they hold it.The candle ghost king thought this was the sincerity of the ghost tribe to come to celebrate their birthdays, so he shed some blood to show respect before the people came.

But obviously Luo Jiuqiu is not a mortal.

As soon as the black paper entered her hand, the flame went out instantly and she was as quiet as a chicken.

Luo Jiuqiu picked several pieces of paper in succession and gave them to Yun Fu, Bai He and others one by one.

The drunk boss was stunned.

Luo Jiuqiu shook the paper in his hand and asked the drunk boss: "What, do you want it?"

"No no no!"

The drunk boss quickly waved his hands and shook his head.

"Oh."

Luo Jiuqiu nodded, and the next second he stuffed a piece of black paper into the drunken boss's arms.

Luo Jiuqiu smiled and said, "You want it."

"what!"

The drunk boss let out a shrill scream, and a big black hole was instantly burned out of his chest.

Bai He let go of his hand at Luo Jiuqiu's signal, and the drunk boss instantly collapsed to the ground, blood flowing all over the floor, and he screamed.

Luo Jiuqiu knelt down, raised an eyebrow, and said, "No matter how many times I see it, I will always be surprised. It turns out that the blood of the ghost tribe is also red."

The drunk boss was writhing in pain, his whole body was on fire, he was trembling and gritted his teeth and shouted: "You are not ghosts after all, who are you?!"

Luo Jiuqiu stood up, looked at the ghost condescendingly, and said slowly: "So? Are you going to yell louder and make it public?"

The drunk boss was very courageous and immediately shouted: "Sister, spare my life! Sister, spare your life! You are really a hero among ghosts and a model for our clan. Please save my little brother!"

Luo Jiuqiu smiled and threw down a bunch of black fire, and the blue fire disappeared instantly.

The drunk boss clutched his chest and was dying, not daring to have any objections.

Luo Jiuqiu threw him a bottle of medicine, turned around and said to everyone: "Let's go, the kind and generous Zhugui King is still waiting for us, he will welcome us."

The drunk boss trembled as he uncorked the bottle and shuddered.

(End of this chapter)