Chapter 1134: Ghost Marriage: Young Marriage, too good at teasing! 4
Chapter 1134: Ghost Marriage: Young Marriage, too good at teasing! 4
Chapter 1134 Ghost Marriage and Ghost Marriage: Young Marshal, too good at flirting! 4
After finishing her favor, she returned to Narcissus, glanced at her, and said, "What's the matter?"
Narcissus moved carefully and said: "Qianqian, you are terrible tonight."
It's all about kicking the head of the inverted ghost before, and just now I crushed another ghost cruelly.
"Really?" Chong Ai's scarlet lips hooked slightly, and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
Narcissus: "..."
At this time.
The wind in the old house became even stronger, the doors and windows crackled, and there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves.
In the darkness, all kinds of ghosts showed their bodies, some with complete physical appearances, and some with terrifying looks. The whole old house seemed to condense all kinds of ghosts.
The lobby of the old house suddenly lit up, and the white lanterns hung on the beams were dangling by the wind, and the lights flickered.
Chong Ao only then can I see the environment of the whole old house.
It looked like someone had died, white cloth strips were hung everywhere, and white sacrificial strips were pasted on the walls and pillars in the house.
A coffin was placed in the gloomy lobby. When all the lights were on, the coffin opened with a bang, and a slender figure flew out of it.
All the ghosts in the old house knelt down, making the appearance of kneeling and kowtow, including the daffodils next to Chong Ai.
"Farewell to the King of Ghosts——" the ghosts shouted.
The ghost king stood in front of the coffin gloomily, his blood-filled eyes rolled and scanned, and when he saw a red ghost in the corner not kneeling down, he immediately showed a cold expression.
"Why don't you kneel down?!" The Ghost King's voice was dark and terrifying.
The ghosts heard the angry voice of the ghost king, and looked at the place he was looking at.
I saw a woman about twenty years old standing beside the pillars in the corridor of the old house——
She is wearing a red wedding gown embroidered with phoenixes, her black hair is scattered behind her, her delicate and beautiful face is pale, revealing a bit of weird beauty.
"It smells good--" The ghosts showed greedy expressions.
They smelled a very fragrant smell.
The smell of soul!
Ghosts practice by absorbing the essence of the moon. Some ghosts will devour their own kind to increase their power in order to become stronger.
Living soul is a person who has just died. If it can eat the soul, it will be stronger.
However, ordinary ghosts will not devour the same kind, because swallowing the same kind will accumulate a lot of grievances. The more grievances of the ghost, the more they will want to kill.
If you become a resentful ghost, there will be a celestial master there, and then the soul will be dissipated by the celestial master.
As the ghosts greedily stared at Chong Ai, she spoke.
"Are you the king of ghosts?"
Looking at the appearance of the ghost king, he was probably in his twenties. He was a young man, dressed in an ancient robe, and his pale face looked grim and terrifying.
However, compared to these ghosts kneeling on the ground, he looks pretty good.
Seeing that Chong Ai was not afraid of him, nor respected him, the ghost king flicked his sleeves fiercely, and a black mist rushed toward Chong Ai with great speed.
"Qianqian——" Narcissus cried out worriedly.
Chongyi can feel the resentment entangled in the black mist, the cold breath hits her face, and once she is hit, her soul will be injured.
This is a ghost king who has practiced for hundreds of years.
Chong Ao moved slightly to the side, and the black mist hit the big vermilion pillar with a loud bang.
The ghost king was angry, and all the ghosts felt scared. They were no longer kneeling immediately, they climbed and took off, hiding in the darkness that the moonlight could not illuminate.
Chong Ao walked from the corridor to the moon, with a sly smile on her pale and beautiful face.
(End of this chapter)
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