Marrying a Former Supreme God
Appearance Yan Yujie
The pebble that Wuming threw hit Mei Rong's forehead to die of a shallow hole. Yan Yujie was also surprised. He doesn't know who helped him. But there was definitely no other party around him.
Mei Rong was upset. But not finding a pleasant figure. Even Fan Li and Mi Sai were also hit by the gravel throw.
Although the three of them were wary, but it was currently more important to kill Yan Yujie.
Fan Li had already moved to the other side and blew the soul-eater illusionary jade flute. The soft music strains that seemed to be able to be a lullaby, actually contained an overwhelming killing aura.
"This time, you won't survive!" Mi Sai laughed and released his cannibal puppet to attack Yan Yujie.
But the cannibal puppet that had already opened its mouth and showed its row of bloody sharp teeth was instantly stunned when it saw the blue-white phantom fire symbol on Yan Yujie's forehead. Then shouted indistinctly and fled like fear.
Mi Sai who saw her doll run away was immediately chasing after her. "Basic is useless! Back back! Where you going. I'm asking you to swallow this stupid human!" Mi Sai's voice was getting away.
Mei Rong did not know why the cannibal puppet had escaped. But he did not give up and attacked Yan Yujie with all his might.
A gust of Yin aura wind gushed and waved the strands of Yan Yujie's hair tied in a ponytail.
Yan Yujie also used his sword to fend off Mei Rong's attack. On the other hand, he tried to ignore Fan Li's flute sound.
Gradually, Yan Yujie felt dizzy and she let her guard down as Mei Rong pierced her chest. Yan Yujie vomited blood as she took a few steps back. The stab on his chest was not light. Maybe it hurt the heart.
Mei Rong laughed crazily at this moment and her killing intent became clearer. He unsheathed his sword again and prepared to stab Yan Yujie in the chest.
"Outside your history!"
The pale-faced Yan Yujie now looked at Mei Rong's sword eyes a little dazzling. Then the blue-white phantom fire symbol on Yan Yujie's forehead slightly shone and it made him even more dizzy.
But at the same time, a black light shot towards Mei Rong and hollowed her chest through to her back.
"Armghhh!" Mei Rong was surprised by the sudden change. His sword came loose and he bounced a dozen meters away.
Fan Li stopped his flute puff. "May Rong!" He approached the woman and saw that her chest was hollow. She's stunned. How come?
Mei Rong spewed out black, pale and agonized blood. Looks like his human form won't last long.
Before Fan Li could think of his answer, he saw wind blades coming towards him very quickly. He was not prepared to protect himself and bounced to the point of crashing into another rock mountain range. Even leaving a hole in the rocks.
"How can—" Fan Li saw that Yan Yujie had already walked towards them with a whitish blue iris.
The phantom fire symbol on Yan Yujie's forehead glowed beautifully, symbolizing his status as the king's heir. Fan Li finally realized that what attacked him was the power that a true ghost king should have.
Mei Rong still had consciousness. Suddenly he felt like prostrating to Yan Yujie. The sense of oppression emitted by the phantom fire symbol completely rendered him helpless. Same with Fan Li.
"Children are disobedient," said Yan Yujie. The puncture wound on his chest was now healing slowly without leaving a mark.
But Yan Yujie's voice was more mature and cold to the point of making Fan Li have great goosebumps. Is this the true ghost king?
Yan Yujie could even get rid of the surrounding black fog with just a single flick.
"What to do with a disobedient child?" Yan Yujie said again and thought of something.
Yan Yujie did not speak. He had already formed a black flame in his hand which was the hottest fire at the moment. Finally the expressions of Fan Li and Mei Rong changed. Yan Yujie wanted to eliminate the two of them for daring to fight against the would-be ghost king.
Shortly after, Mi Sai returns while dragging her mischievous cannibal doll.
"Ah?! What's wrong with you two? Mei Rong's! Fan Li!"'s!" Mi Sai hurriedly approached them and looked at Yan Yujie who looked different from before.
Yan Yujie's hair which was now dilated and red in color made Mi Sai admire him for a moment. Not to mention his whitish blue irises, very handsome. With the ghostly fire symbol, it increasingly symbolized his status.
"You ... You!" Mi Sai was confused at this moment. And it seems to know what's going on.
Before Mei Rong and Fan Li commemorated, Mi Sai had already kneeled down and bowed down in front of Yan Yujie.
"King ... The powerful Ghost King, the strong and the handsome! Forgive the little lives of my two foolish and immature friends. We were only ordered to eliminate the human child who became the future ghost king. All of this was due to the fake ghost king sitting on the throne at the moment. We're not lying. I am an honest and very kind ghost. We dare not attack the would-be ghost king without orders."
Mi Sai's voice was quite loud and a little silly. He prostrated himself repeatedly as if he were worshipping the sun god.
"..." - ".Yan Yujie who was staring at Mi Sai this time narrowed, the black flames on her palm fading away.
"..." - ".While Fan Li and Mei Rong thought that Mi Sai was possessed by another ghost at this time. Really prostrate?
Yan Yujie looked at Mi Sai and her two friends who were now severely injured. "This time .. I forgive you. Next time, it's impossible to live."
After which, Yan Yujie's body became transparent in front of them and disappeared into white smoke that evaporated into the air.
Mi Sai finally heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed there. "It's almost my life floating around!" muttered.
On the other hand, Wuming and Yamla were watching happily, slightly surprised. It turned out that the ghost king candidate had just awakened the soul of his long-sleeping king.
This is amazing. If Xiu Jimei knew, it would definitely be very happy with the story.
Suddenly Wuming and Yamla feel that someone is behind. When he turned his head, Yan Yujie's figure had just appeared and fell unconscious towards Wuming.
"Bragging this snake to death!" Yamla might be able to strangle Wuming at any time if shocked in the future.
Wuming caught the body of Yan Yujie who lost consciousness.
"Yamla, go and tie up those three cultivators. Then take it to the ghost king's palace. Just tell me, a gift from the future ghost king."
"Alright, alright. I also want to exercise today. My snake's body is stiff all day because it's wrapped around your neck."
The little white snake immediately descended from Wuming's body and disappeared.
Meanwhile, Wuming left and don't accidentally cross paths with Xiu Jikai.
"Prince Xiu," Wuming greeted politely.
"Are you also looking for Yujie?" xiu Jikai asked expressionlessly. But quietly looking at the red-haired man Wuming was holding.