Marrying a Former Supreme God
Ghost King, He Lang
"I just carried it." Wuming.
Xiu Jikai was surprised. After confirming if it was indeed Yan Yujie, the two then returned to look for the others.
The black fog had already disappeared but a few disciples were declared lost due to getting lost and the companion teacher was busy searching for them.
Wuming takes group member Xiu Jimei to a valley that seems more comfortable to live in.
When Wuming arrived first, he accidentally caught Ming Zise kissing Xiu Jimei under the tree while holding a glass of spirit water.
Wuming almost dropped Yan Yujie on his back. His legs were limp and his body was sweating coldly. It was impolite to find her master making out with a phoenix star.
It was fortunate that Ming Zise was not angry and slightly moved away from Xiu Jimei. The girl herself flushed red at this moment and saw Wuming carrying someone.
"Wuming, who are you carrying?" xiu Jimei asked in a casual manner.
Wuming finally calmed his heart and immediately approached them. "This ... This is Yan Yujie," he replied.
"My cousin's brother? How come? Why does she have red hair? What happened to him?"
Wuming immediately put Yan Yujie near Xiu Jimei. Before long, Xiu Jikai and the others immediately returned and looked worried for Yan Yujie.
Then Wuming recounts what happened during her and Yamla's observation from the darkness. Yan Yujie evoked his ghost king side and nearly killed Mei Rong, Fan Li and Mi Sai.
Xiu Jimei was a little sorry. "Why not kill them? It's more permissible."
"The test is still going on" Xiu Jikai said.
"I feel like I'm quickly finishing the exam." The girl doesn't like it.
Kin Wenqian looked at Yan Yujie's different appearance, finally asking, "Is she okay now?"
"He's just exhausted. Wake up on your own, leave it like this." Ming Zise was not surprised when she saw Yan Yujie change the appearance of her ghost king.
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Yamla in the form of a giant white snake entered the Ghost King's Palace and frightened almost all the guards and servants who were there. His tail was wrapped around three ghost cultivators who were none other than Mei Rong, Fan Li and Mi Sai.
The appearance of the snake was immediately reported to the ghost king.
"Yes ... Your Majesty, there is a large white snake from the outside world that broke through the palace," reported one of the guards trembling slightly.
The red-haired middle-aged ghost man sitting on the throne was gulping down a glass of wine. Then looked at the gatekeeper with a displeased expression.
"Only a snake, what scares you?"
"This ... This is no ordinary snake. He was not good with all our attacks. And the white snake was still carrying three Ghost Sect disciples," he explained.
"Three Ghost Sect disciples?"
He Lang, the current ghost king who had four hands and three eyes. His third eye was on his forehead and would occasionally blink. This eye on his forehead could foretell the next ghost king candidate. In the Ghost World, having it four hands, four legs or the like was considered natural.
Before he ordered his men to capture the giant white snake, the main palace gate was finally destroyed.
A white snake threw three ghost cultivators into the main hall.
"Who are you?" he Lang asked directly.
Yamla stuck out her tongue several times and looked at He Lang with her dark purple eyes. "No need to know who I am. Clearly, you are not my opponent. I brought these three bullies back to you. Oh, this is a gift from the future ghost king," he replied arrogantly.
Not waiting for He Lang to say anything more, Yamla left without caring about the pillars and gates that were destroyed. He just disappeared.
He Lang saw his palace crushed by a snake, his face pale. But the giant white snake was right. He could not defeat him because the snake's cultivation was greater. Most likely from the demon god race. How dare he fight against the demon god race?
He Lang's gaze was fixed on Mei Rong, Fan Li and Mi Sai.
"What really happens until you become trash like this?" snarl.
Mei Rong shivered as she felt a chill piercing her body. "Yes ... Your Majesty, that man has awakened the soul of his ghost king. I was hollowed out by him," he was obviously a little scared.
He still remembered how the pain in his chest was when Yan Yujie made a hole. His chest is still hollow. If he was a human, it was most likely already dead on the spot.
Mei Rong has now turned into a ghost form to ease the pain. He knelt in for He Lang. Then Fan Li and Mi Sai followed.
This time He Lang broke his wine glass and looked even more furious. Yan Yujie, this next ghost king candidate is more difficult to overcome than the previous candidates. Not to mention the white serpent of the demon god race ... what should he do again this time?
If it was too consecutive to give an attack, he was worried that the Sky World would target him. Now, this combined test of spiritual talent involved the Ghost World. But it is just a formality. He also could not interfere with the exam.
"Put back first and don't make any big moves. After the exam is over, act again. This time I forgive."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." All three bowed for him.
After the three of them left to recuperate, He Lang sat back down and thought deeper. Who should he ask for help to kill this would-be ghost king?
World below? Not likely. The underworld belonged to the white and black demon race. The current leader candidate is Xiu Jichen's son who is none other than Xiu Jikai. And Xiu Jikai was Yan Yujie's younger cousin. Real hard.
"Bother!" muttered. He gritted his teeth.
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In the valley of the rock mountains, Yan Yujie who had fainted for a whole day finally regained consciousness. It was getting dark and the bonfire was already lighting up around.
The aroma of roasted meat and stir-fried green vegetables has also been prepared. Dinner is almost here. The still confused Yan Yujie was finally able to see Xiu Jimei beside him.
"Sister Cousin, are you okay? How are you feeling now?"
"Xiao Mei?" muttered. Yan Yujie sat down slowly and drank a glass of spirit water that Xiu Jimei had thrust out
"It's okay. I only felt that my spiritual energy was drained a lot and my body ached. What happened to me before?" tanyanya did not remember the last incident. Which he remembers ....
Yan Yujie was startled and immediately touched his chest. He remembered that Mei Rong had pierced his chest with a sharp sword and he felt dizzy afterwards. Then don't remember anymore.
"Obviously I got stabbed here? Is it healed?" muttered.
"It healed on its own," said Wuming who was now a servant there, in charge of flipping through the fat roasted spirit chicken that had turned yellow at this time.
Wuming would rather be a dark guard than an assistant chef.