Seeing the sweat rolling down Ximo's forehead and his handsome face pale, the Ghost King Chief couldn't help but be ashamed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Your Majesty, it's all because I'm useless, indecisive, and have undeserved good thoughts that will drag you down. If it weren't for the 20,000 ghasts in the Thunderbolt Zone, we wouldn't have been delayed for more than ten minutes, so even if we rushed to the swamp to confront the Wraith King, we would have been able to avoid the meteorite fall. It won't let your spiritual power and physical strength be exhausted, so you can save the remaining 200,000 souls in danger......" The ghost king felt Ximo's prostration, and his heart became more and more remorseful.

Ximo turned his head to look at the chieftain and said seriously: "The chieftain, since ancient times, people's hearts have been unpredictable, that is to say, people's hearts are the most difficult to deduce, so it's not your fault. ”

The chief held Ximo and said, "Your Majesty, it's quite dry inside, why don't you go and rest for a while!"

"Well, I'm not happy with you, I'm so tired that I want to lie down and sleep for a while. ”

Ximo smiled faintly and told the truth.

He knew in his heart that he was in a state of detachment at the moment, and he couldn't hide it from the Ghost King Chieftain, so it was better to admit it generously.

Anyway, physical strength is a thing that can be recovered as long as you rest and rest, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

But it was different just now, if he had enough spiritual power, he would definitely not be stiff just now, and Xi Mo didn't want the Ghost King Chief to feel that he couldn't recover even a trace of spiritual power, it would be a fatal blow to morale.

A gleam flashed in the depths of the Ghost King's eyes.

Xi Mo was tired at the moment, and he didn't notice the thoughtfulness and the flash of essence in the eyes of the Ghost King Chief.

The Ghost King Chieftain has long been old and refined, and there are few ghost kings who have cultivated for 10,000 years, and there are few in the underworld.

Because there are too many ghost kings who can't pass the thunder tribulation level when cultivating the immortal spirit body, and finally their souls are scattered.

As a ghost king who has cultivated for 10,000 years, the chieftain is not most proud of his cultivation as the first of all ghost kings, but that he can be a man and knows how to reign.

Nothing could hide from his eyes.

He is not a brainless ghost king who will easily trust others, or casually confess to others. On the contrary, from the first time he saw Ximo, he knew that this was His Majesty the Hades God he had been waiting for.

From the moment Ximo was willing to accept the 10 million souls here to return to the underworld, he decided that as long as there was still a breath in this life, he would serve by Ximo's side and never abandon him.

What kind of pure soul and noble character would be willing to carry 10 million souls back to the underworld with their own soul power? Do you know how terrible that kind of soul power consumption will be?

If you are not careful, the soul of the person you carry will be sucked dry in an instant.

And after only four hours of contact just now, Ximo has been completely recognized by the Ghost King Chieftain.

The remaining 200,000 souls were saved by the meteorite that fell and burned in the sky at the risk of Ximo's life, how can this kind of kindness be expressed by the word "thank you"?

Therefore, seeing that Xi Mo was tired like this at the moment, the Ghost King Chief was really distressed.

At his age, he doesn't know how old he is when he counts as a grandfather who is a grandfather who is a bad inker, and he doesn't know how old he is.

The figure was raised to about eight meters again, and he took the ink into his arms and walked forward, saying as he walked: "Your Majesty, you can sleep for a while, this king will guard you, and it will be fine." ”

The sheikh's huge body is like a majestic mountain, and it is like a giant umbrella held up by the elders for the younger generation, keeping all dangers out.

Ximo's eyes shook slightly, and he didn't resist this kindness.

The Ghost King Chief is very measured and skillful in protecting Xi Mo, and the huge left arm is like a huge back chair, so that Xi Mo is very comfortable to lean on it, and it will definitely not slip off, plus the Ghost King Chief gently blocks his side with his right hand, ensuring that Xi Mo will not fall because of his movement no matter what.

As the chieftain moved, Ximo's eyelids began to fight gradually, so comfortable to lie down like this!

At this moment, Ximo's originally tense nerves finally gradually eased.

A burst of drowsiness hit, Xi Mo felt as if he was in a cradle, what kind of luck did he have, how could he get such a caring and highly cultivated elder? He couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction and said, "Chief, do you know what I admire most about you? It is your kindness and tolerance, especially for the younger generations. Not everyone can maintain a positive attitude like you in this harsh environment. Even though at that time, you had not yet confessed to me, but I knew that you truly trusted me completely......"

"As for those evil spirits, they don't want to believe it, I don't care, it's their fate......! Fortunately, those 200,000 souls were finally rescued by me. You and I are all right, and finally nothing outweighs the loss......"

At this point, Ximo's voice paused.

He was so tired that under the rhythmic movement of the Ghost King's chief like a shaking bed, Ximo's consciousness gradually blurred, and he finally fainted and fell asleep.

Listening to the sound of Ximo's shallow breathing, the Ghost King Chief glanced down at him and strode towards the depths of the ice cave.

What Ximo didn't know was that he slept for three days and three nights.

......

Sumeru space, a three-story small building, and a bedroom on the second floor, the god Ximo was quietly leaning on Mo Yiyi's shoulder, his eyes closed.

It looked like he was asleep, but at the center of his eyebrows, there was a strange flash of the mark of the god of the underworld, but he frowned slightly, and occasionally let out a whispering sound that was so light that it was almost inaudible, because at this moment, his sea of consciousness was very lively.

Through the investigation of the god of the underworld, and the constant guidance, Mo Yiyi finally found the soul devouring centipede that hid in the depths of the sea of the god of the underworld.

It's just according to Mo Yiyi's original words: "This thing is really disgusting, such a big man is so cowardly, don't run away if you have the ability, and have a good fight with Miss Ben!"

When the third time he was escaped by the Soul Eater Centipede again, Mo Yiyi was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and jumped his little feet and scolded behind him.

"You faceless and skinless worm, why do you want to be faced? This is someone else's sea of knowledge, you really should be your family! I have to rely on it for a thousand years, Miss Ben won't accept you today, and I won't be called Mo Yiyi. Ah~~~ I'm so angry!" Mo Yiyi screamed angrily.

Huo'er flew out of the soul-attracting lamp with a "whoosh", and landed directly on Mo Yiyi's shoulder with a click, and said in a soft voice viciously: "Master, Huo'er must have helped you refine it!, so don't be angry~~~" The voice dragged on, and the last sentence immediately exposed the essence of Xiao Bu's love for coquettishness.

The god Ximo leaned against the flower bed, his face becoming more and more white and transparent.

Tracking this Soul Eater Centipede three times in a row made him tired, but seeing Mo Yiyi so angry, why did he want to laugh?

She actually cares a little bit about herself!

There was a blackness in front of him, and the consciousness of the god Ximo was blurred for a while, and before falling into darkness, he heard Mo Yiyi's exclamation, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of indescribable sadness in his heart, maybe this time...... I'll never wake up again!