The argument between Xiaoying and the Ghost King did not last long, and when it was just dawn one day, the Ghost King's entourage carried a soft sedan chair to greet the Ghost King and the others.

Everyone knew about Xiaoying's situation in the ghost king's house, and they didn't ask much about it, and when they came, they specially prepared a soft sedan chair for Xiaoying.

Looking at the ambiguous looks circulating between her entourage, even if Xiaoying was sluggish, she understood that everyone had misunderstood the relationship between her and the ghost king.

"Well, I'll go later." Unable to deal with it indifferently in this atmosphere, the moment before stepping out of the house, Xiaoying awkwardly grabbed the ghost king.

It was rare to see such a small shadow, and the ghost king took the opportunity to quip: "Are you afraid? ”

"Ghosts are afraid!" Xiaoying subconsciously retorted.

As soon as she said that, she immediately repented, because she had just remembered that she was now a resentful spirit, a real "ghost".

The ghost king didn't grasp Xiaoying's speech and say something, but waved his hand happily and agreed to Xiaoying's request.

After seeing the ghost king and the three ladies leave the house, and making sure that the entourage had taken away her soft sedan chair, Xiaoying cautiously got out of the house.

Her appearance of being a thief succeeded in attracting the ridicule of the ethereal voice.

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiaoying immediately laughed and said, "It turns out that you are so easy to deceive!" ”

"You just pretended?" The ethereal voice was a little annoyed, but I didn't know if his anger was because Xiaoying lied to him, or because he was stupid enough to be deceived by Xiaoying.

"I don't pretend, will you make a sound?" Xiaoying pouted, questioning as a matter of course.

She knew very well now that this person in the muddy place had been secretly watching her, but she couldn't find where he was, let alone how to find him, so if she wanted to find him, she could only force him to speak first.

"You're looking for me?" After it was clear Xiaoying's intentions, there was obviously a little joy in the ethereal voice.

Secretly exhaled in her heart, Xiaoying nodded seriously, and said unnaturally: "You can see me now!" ”

"Hmm." There was no concealment, and the ethereal voice admitted very cheerfully.

In fact, when Xiaoying decided to act and deceive him, he was not sure if this would make him speak out, or after he spoke out, he knew that she was pretending to lie to him, then he was likely to start to be silent again.

He didn't mean to be silent now, so Xiaoying dared to say presumptuously: "It's good if you can see me, help me see what is going on with the two attributes of magic power in my body." ”

"You're ordering me?" Xiaoying's tough tone provoked the battle intent of the ethereal voice.

Realizing that her attitude just now was a little excessive, Xiaoying hurriedly explained: "What's the matter, I'm just asking, asking." ”

"Really?" The ethereal voice snorted coldly.

Obviously, he didn't believe Xiaoying's explanation.

But Xiaoying, this person, can't do anything else, lazy and cheeky is very handy: "Of course it is." ”

"It's you little ghost." He muttered angrily, and said in an ethereal voice: "You have always longed for me to stay away, why are you looking for me now?" ”

Anyway, now Xiaoying is a resentful spirit, a genuine imp, and the ethereal voice mutters words Xiaoying can hear clearly, but he still maintains an "elegant" smile, and says flatteringly: "Of course there is something important to find you." ”

"That's when you'll think of me." The ethereal voice snorted coldly again, as if he had expected Xiaoying to force him to speak, that is, he had something to ask for.

Hehe smirked for a while, and then Xiaoying changed into a serious expression and said, "Now I can talk about what is going on in my body." ”

"Well, if I were a doctor, I'd probably say, you're going to get sick."

"I'm dead, where can I get sick." Xiaoying waved his hand, a little impatient with his joke.

"Who told you you were dead?" The ethereal voice was mixed with surprise, and he said with displeasure.

Isn't she just dead? Xiaoying blinked suspiciously, not understanding why the ethereal voice was asking such a question.

All those who transform into spirits are not alien beasts, they can only be human beings after death, which has become the eternal rule of the Seven Cities World.

"Do you really think you're from Phantom City?" Xiaoying didn't speak for a long time, and her ethereal voice roared angrily.

Hearing this, Xiaoying was slightly stunned, it stands to reason that if she was a young master of the shadow who was famous in the Seven Cities before her death, then she should indeed be born in the Phantom City and grew up in the Phantom City, but the ethereal voice clearly said that she did not belong to the people of the Seven Cities.

So where else could she come from? Could it be that she was really guessed by the Ghost King, she was a Protoss who was out of reach of the Seven Cities Magician?

"I'm not from Phantom City, where else can I be?" After a while, Xiaoying pulled out a smile with difficulty.

There are many demonic geniuses in the Seven Cities, and they all have a common yearning, that is, to ascend to the Nine Heavens and become the Immortal God Clan.

It's just that for thousands of years, so many Seven Cities have been born out of thin air, and they are expected to become geniuses of the Protoss, but they have all disappeared in history, and from beginning to end, that ascension is the dream of the Seven Cities Magicians, they are endlessly yearning, but no one has ever touched them.

"It seems that your seal on yourself is perfectly concealed even by who you are."

Indeed, when Xiaoying woke up in the graveyard, her mind was blank, and all that surrounded her was the Ghost King and his entourage.

At that time, the ghost king saw her wake up, and immediately asked her identity, she was silent for a long time, and then she inadvertently found that next to her waking up was her own grave, and the tombstone that stood in front of the tomb was clearly engraved with a sentence - the tomb of my friend Xiaoying!

"Since you chose to seal in the first place, you must not want to remember, and now your strength is not worthy of that identity at all, so I better not tell you." Even though he was in a distant turbid place, he still clearly took Xiaoying's reaction into his eyes, and after sighing lightly, he said a little helplessly.

Afraid that he would not be able to accept the answer in the end, he said this, and Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief.

The messy information floated in her mind, and Xiaoying didn't dare to think about it, just when she was at a loss, the entourage who had asked the ghost monarch to leave before turned back here.

The entourage who took the lead saw Xiaoying from a distance, and immediately rushed forward to tear Xiaoying down and said, "Lord Ghost Monarch is really a god, and he even knows that you are still here." ”

"Ahem~"

said that the ghost king is a love saint, she Xiaoying raised her hands in approval, but when will the love saint be able to change to a god? That's a long way off!

"Okay, you're also awkward, the tournament continues to start, and soon your opponent is about to appear, don't you want to go and see it?"

The words of the entourage really knocked into Xiaoying's heart, anyway, she couldn't think of what she was going to do now, so it would be better to see who her opponent was in advance.

Nodding, Xiaoying sat on the soft sedan chair with a little embarrassment, and the entourage who took the lead saw her sit firmly, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Get up the sedan chair~"

The voice was very sharp, if she followed the script in Xiaoying's memory to find a career, she estimated that the entourage who took the lead should have been a eunuch before his death.

I snickered in my heart, Xiaoying was not really happy enough, the soft sedan car rose to the ground, and shook it fiercely, if it wasn't for the urgency of Xiaoying to grab the handrail of the soft sedan chair, I am afraid that she will become the only one in the cemetery today who fell apart.

"Xiaoying sat down and drank~" Before Xiaoying recovered from the fright just now, the attendants who carried the sedan car shouted in unison.

When Xiaoying understood what they meant, the soft sedan car had already risen in the air at the rapidly growing speed of the followers, and the feeling of floating in the clouds was very familiar to Xiaoying, but she was afraid of it, for fear that the soft sedan would be unstable, so she staged a trapeze like that.

Oh no, to be exact, it's a flying ghost!

Finally, in the case of the entourage struggling to walk, Xiaoying saw the competition platform erected by the martial arts conference from a distance, as well as the slightly pale but absolutely heartthrob handsome face of the ghost king, and then the entourage carrying the sedan chair shouted again.

Before Xiaoying could hear what they were drinking, the soft sedan was suddenly let go by the entourage and fell straight down.

The screams were blocked in her throat, she couldn't get out or get in, Xiaoying was about to shed tears in a hurry, and at this time, the book of the dead and the judge Zhu Pen, which she carefully hid in her arms, emitted a faint black light at the same time, quickly enveloping Xiaoying's whole body.

There was a package of black light, and the soft sedan fell to pieces after falling to the ground, but the small shadow floated safely in the air.

After taking a long breath, Xiao Ying looked straight at those entourage, just now she had lost her vigilance in fright, and now she realized that these people were not at all like the retinue trained by the Ghost King.

It's just that before her question was spit out, two voices that she was very familiar with appeared out of thin air, and they tacitly scolded the same sentence: "You dare to hurt her, can't you find death?" ”

The domineering spirit of these two voices, even if no figures appeared, the invisible coercion still made those followers fall back several steps.

And after they fell, they all showed their original colors, their faces Xiaoying was very unfamiliar, but their dress, Xiaoying was very familiar, because the clothes they wore were the kind worn by the White Bone Niangniang's family not long ago.

"You were sent by the White Bone Lady?" Xiaoying frowned, she really couldn't figure out where she had offended that white bone spirit.

And the Ghost King beat her away before, she should be smart and stay away from the Necropolis, why would she be stupid enough to let her family play the role of the Ghost King's entourage today in an attempt to hurt her?

"Who sent us, you'll never know." After finishing speaking, those dressed up in fancy branches raised their knives and slashed at Xiaoying.

Before they could get close to Xiaoying, Zhu Bi, the judge of the Book of the Dead, rushed out, and the faint black light wrapped Xiaoying tightly.

It's just that to Xiaoying's surprise, the group of family members wiped the knife edge to their throat with their backhands the moment the knife touched the black light.