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

Chapter 58 Ghost King’s Mansion

Seven days later, Luo Jiuqiu and a group of people slowly appeared in front of the majestic Zhugui Prince's Mansion.

The Zhugui Prince's Mansion stands on a high mountain without trees. It occupies a unique peak. It is very majestic and domineering. The bottom of the peak is covered with bones and lava.

The sky is still dark.

According to the owner of the winery, the sun never shines in the area where the ghosts live.

At the entrance of the Ghost King's Mansion, there is a mountain of ghosts and a sea of ​​ghosts, but it is in an orderly manner. The ghosts who come to celebrate the birthday are either holding gifts or black paper orders in their hands, obediently waiting for inspection and entering the mansion, without daring to make any mistakes.

Luo Jiuqiu was too lazy to queue and glanced at the winery owner. The boss quickly nodded and bowed, walked forward, talked to the gatekeeper at the door, and stuffed a lot of money and treasures, but he wouldn't let him.

The boss secretly scolded this devil for seeking death, but he didn't have the guts to do anything wrong. He rolled his eyes and said in a low voice: "My Lord has just come out of seclusion, and his magic power is profound and limitless. In addition to congratulating me on my birthday, the two of you who came here this time are self-recommended." ."

King Zhugui has always liked to recruit talented people, and he has always valued talented people in his external performance.

The guard with eyes above his head changed his attitude slightly, glanced at Luo Jiuqiu, and asked: "In that case, how many black paper orders does your lord have?"

If an ordinary ghost gets one black paper order, he is considered a ghost, if he gets three, he is a distinguished guest, and if he gets ten, he is still ranked first among the guests in the Zhugui Palace.

The boss glanced at the ignorant and fearless gatekeeper with pity, coughed in a pretentious manner, and then slowly took out the long gift box hidden behind him.

The gatekeeper didn't take it seriously, thinking that this ghost was trying to block something, or that it was some arty ancient painting.Unexpectedly, when the box was opened, there was a box full of black paper orders, at least hundreds of them!

"Gollum."

The gatekeeper swallowed hard, his lips were dry and his tongue was dry. He was sweating profusely. He crawled up to Luo Jiuqiu, bowed respectfully, and shouted: "Invite your distinguished guest! Invite your honored guest!"

"Ah."

Luo Jiuqiu chuckled, nodded kindly, and floated past the stunned ghosts with a group of people.

Only then did the gatekeeper dare to raise his sleeves and wipe the hot sweat from his forehead, muttering to himself that his strength was comparable to that of Mr. Huo in the mansion.You must know that Mr. Huo was specially invited from the Demon Mountain by King Zhugui many years ago. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the second most important figure in the mansion.

The gatekeeper's heart was beating fast, and he quickly ordered the guards on the side: "Go and report to the chief steward, a distinguished guest with profound magic power is coming, so be careful when greeting him. He has the power of hundreds of black paper orders!"

Maybe he will be the next Mr. Huo.

The guard hurriedly responded, turned into a gust of wind and ran away.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't care at all about the shock he brought, and walked into the Zhugui Prince's Mansion with a swagger.

There was a strange and melodious melody in the mansion, and the souls of dead maids shuttled around. Many guests stood in groups in the garden admiring the flowers. There were tables and chairs beside them, and the tables were filled with delicious food and wine filled with a black aura.

The chairs were all made of white bones. Strangely, they were still quite fresh. Blood gushed out from the gaps between the bones, and the blood flowed all over the floor.

When a ghost steps on it, it makes a sticky and harsh sound.

My nose was filled with the smell of blood, and every breath I took felt suffocating.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at the strange and colorful flowers covered with teeth and sarcoma, glanced at the dark leaves that a maid secretly took away from time to time to chew, raised his eyebrows, and commented: "The taste of the Candle Ghost King is really unique."

The boss did not dare to comment, but bowed down and reported in a low voice: "The Candle Ghost King is a particularly ferocious and powerful one among the nine ghost kings. He also has a keen sense of smell and loves blood the most. It is said that when the ghost realm was connected to the human world in the past, Thousands of human beings are eaten every day. This Zhugui Prince's Mansion is what you can see on the bones of the human beings that were eaten."

After saying that, the boss suddenly remembered the identities of Luo Jiuqiu and others, shut up quickly, and carefully observed Luo Jiuqiu's face.

Fortunately, Luo Jiuqiu didn't have the time to care.It's just that the Zhugui King has a keen sense of smell and it's hard to deal with.It would be terrible if we found out that they were the same person.

At this time, a tall ghost in armor passed by. He just took three steps and then stepped back with a bang.The armored ghost frowned and stared at Tong Ling with his big eyes, and shouted coldly: "What do you smell like?"

Everyone's heart froze.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and asked calmly: "What does it smell like?"

The armored ghost frowned, and immediately took out two bottles of blood and drank it down, then recited a spell, his eyes gleaming, inhaled hard, then pointed at Luo Jiuqiu in shock, and said: "How come you smell like an immortal? !you……"

Before the armored ghost could finish his words, the mysterious real spirit Lingchen suddenly appeared and had his neck broken. Clumps of dark flowers and trees came rustling from the darkness, instantly killing the armored ghost. Swallowed and swallowed.

Lingchen bit his lip, opened his big watery eyes innocently, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I accidentally killed him."

Luo Jiuqiu slowly clapped his hands and said, "It doesn't matter."

She didn't care what the armored ghost just said, and turned her eyes to the frightened winery owner.

The owner of the winery was trembling all over. He wanted to scream at the top of his voice. He wanted to turn around and run away, but he didn't dare.

There was a commotion and discussion around.

The boss hurriedly reminded in a low voice and quickly: "That was just a fierce general under King Zhugui, a leader of the younger generation. He has become famous at just two hundred years old. It is said that he is a wild relative of King Zhugui who has made eight hundred turns. He has a very good nose. .”

In fact, the boss wants to say, "If you kill him, you are finished." But he is too weak and he doesn't dare to do it.

Luo Jiuqiu nodded thoughtfully and looked at Yunfu.

It seems that the current disguise alone may not be able to hide the ghost king.

Yunfu slowly stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Jiuqiu, then, closing his eyes slightly, he kissed her.

Luo Jiuqiu's eyes widened, and his cold lips pressed against hers. A trace of ice aura flowed into Luo Jiuqiu's body through their lips.

Luo Jiuqiu felt cold all over and couldn't help but shudder.

As Yunfu's pure spiritual energy entered her body, Luo Jiuqiu's breath changed instantly. She was like a piece of ice, silent, no body temperature, no heartbeat, just like a tall ghost who had practiced special skills.

The others were dumbfounded.

The guards who had just received the news and hurriedly arrived with weapons in hand looked at each other.

Yunfu let go of Luo Jiuqiu, and at the same time shot several strands of ice into the bodies of Yong Huai, Bai He and others.

Everyone felt a chill all over their bodies, and their bodies were completely out of control.

Yunfu whispered in Luo Jiuqiu's ear: "They are your puppets now."

Ghosts are naturally good at cultivation, and practicing puppet control is nothing.

In the eyes of other ghost tribes, Luo Jiuqiu, Yun Fu and others all share the same skill path, which belongs to the ice type. Except for Yun Fu and Luo Jiuqiu, the cold aura of others is slightly weaker, so naturally they are subordinate.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't care about this. She grabbed Yunfu's robe and pulled him in. She said slowly: "Sword Master, you practice the ruthless way, right?"

"No." Yun Fu stared directly into Luo Jiuqiu's eyes and said slowly: "I practice the path of killing."

(End of this chapter)