Xu is Xiaoying's prayer spread to the Nine Heavens of the Magic Realm, and the god of Buyu finally quietly left the Phantom City Necropolis on the night of June 27.

In the early morning of the second day, looking at the rising sun in the east, the originally quiet cemetery suddenly became active, and even the ghost king, who was busy playing ambiguous with the three ladies in the family on weekdays, also crossed out of the house in a soft sedan chair.

"Yo, Lord Ghost Monarch, are you finally willing to leave Gentle Township?" Seeing the ghost king passing by the door, Xiaoying immediately greeted him, and his cute face was full of greasy smiles.

"You girl, don't you also run out to bask in the sun diligently?" The ghost monarch was dressed in thick clothes, and his long bony fingers tapped Xiaoying's head, and he wiped Xiaoying's face with his clothes.

Xiaoying doesn't know many powerful people in this cemetery, so in order to participate in the martial arts competition, he naturally has to talk to the ghost king.

After looking left and right, and finding that the three ladies of the Ghost Monarch did not come out with him, Xiaoying immediately approached the Ghost Monarch and said, "Can Lord Ghost Monarch do me a favor?" ”

"Coincidentally, Benjun is also about to ask you for help." The right hand clenched his fist and slapped his left palm, and the ghost monarch happily dismissed the left and right followers.

Seeing this situation, thinking of the romance of the ghost monarch on weekdays, Xiaoying couldn't help but shudder.

Without waiting for her to think about whether to refuse to help the ghost king, the ghost king put him on her shoulder, pulled her into his arms and said earnestly: "Xiaoying, this gentleman has always regarded you as a sister, and now your brother is in trouble, you can't help it, right?" ”

"Ahem?"

Now that she was imprisoned in his arms, could she still shake her head?

After weighing it, she stiffened her face and nodded, and the ghost monarch said with a smile: "Brother, I have recently taken a fancy to the ghost doctor in the Netherworld, and you also know that it is rainy in the Netherworld, and if you want to marry this ghost doctor beauty, you have to help your sister greet her in a sedan chair." ”

The ghost king said happily, but Xiaoying was terrified when she heard it, and the ghost king had already taken care of the family affairs, but because of the rain in the Netherworld, he didn't come to greet him.

Coincidentally, the three wives of this ghost monarch are all insidious and ruthless characters behind their backs, and they are gentle in front of the ghost king, but they hate the people who help the ghost monarch marry.

Xiaoying still remembers that the last time the Ghost King married his third wife, she happened to wake up with the physique of a resentful spirit, and when the Ghost King sat down and a certain disciple brought her to the Ghost King, the eldest lady and the second lady of his family were teaching the entourage who helped him marry the third lady.

That tragic situation, Xiaoying has palpitations when she thinks about it now, for fear that when those ladies will target her.

"As a reward for your sister to help me greet my relatives, brother, I agreed to my sister's three requests, how about it?" Seeing that Xiaoying had been silent, the ghost king naturally noticed the reluctance hidden on her face, and immediately set the conditions for temptation.

"Well, that's good." Hearing the three requests, Xiaoying's big eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

You must know that the Ghost King is the most powerful existence in the cemetery, although he is a little romantic, but his strength is obvious, if he meets an enemy in the future, it is better to ask him for help.

What's more, after the martial arts competition, she went to the Netherworld City to welcome the fourth lady, and she could leave the cemetery as soon as possible.

Seeing Xiaoying's agreement, the ghost monarch was immediately overjoyed, reached out and patted Xiaoying's arm vigorously, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's still a good sister, let's say, what do you need my brother to help you?" ”

"It's nothing, I just want to be qualified to participate in the martial arts competition." Xiaoying waved her hand and made a gesture that it was not a big deal.

That boy has always been her personal secret, in the past she likes to tease other ghosts, if it is known that she participated in the tournament to find that young man, those ghosts may not know what to say.

"Tournaments? What are you doing with this? Looking for death? The ghost monarch looked Xiaoying up and down, secretly wondering if she had been bored recently, her cultivation was so poor, and she still wanted to participate in the martial arts competition.

Spreading out his hand, Xiaoying looked left and right, pretending to be puzzled: "I'm so dead that I can't die anymore, how does Lord Ghost Monarch think I can die?" ”

"This ......"

The Ghost King propped his chin with his hand, as if he was considering whether to agree to Xiaoying, but he refused, and Xiaoying hurriedly threatened: "If you don't agree to me, go to the Netherworld City to marry your fourth lady yourself." ”

"Don't, don't." Seeing that Xiaoying was leaving, the ghost king hurriedly grabbed her.

Rather than letting Xiaoying die, the ghost monarch hates the rain in Netherworld even more, if he can't marry the fourth lady, I'm afraid he will complain for the rest of his life.

In order to let him, the ghost king, continue to do it, he still promised Xiaoying, anyway, it was not his ghost king who was sent to death at that time.

After getting the permission of the Ghost Monarch, Xiaoying sighed happily, her big eyes gurgled around, and asked mischievously, "Lord Ghost Monarch didn't just come out to ask me for help this time!" ”

"Well, every July is an eventful time for the Necropolis, and this year is especially so, except for the martial arts tournament and the marriage of this monarch, here in the center of the Phantom City, an unprecedented gathering of gods was held for all the ghosts and spirits of the Seven Cities."

These things are not secrets, the Ghost King said them unabashedly, but even if he traveled to do top-secret things, if Xiaoying asked, he would definitely tell the truth.

After all, they have dealt with a lot, although Xiaoying likes to join in the fun and also likes to test gossip, she is still the perfect listener.

After telling her something, what should be said, she will definitely say it perfectly, and what should not be said, she will not say it even if it is gone.

"Here? What kind of organization is this? Thinking of the invitation hidden in her home, Xiaoying asked suspiciously.

There are many families in Qicheng, but everyone uniformly uses a single word and a family word as the name of the family.

However, before Xiaoying had time to sigh at the cleverness of her analysis, the words of the ghost monarch hit her hard: "This is not an organization, it is just a teahouse." ”

"Teahouse?" Xiaoying opened her mouth in surprise, she really couldn't imagine what kind of character she was that she could run a teahouse to the extent that she could invite all the ghosts to gather.

I had expected Xiaoying to be like this, and the ghost monarch said angrily: "If you go out of the cemetery in the future, you must remember that you can mess with anyone, don't mess with the three masters here." ”

"Why, it turns out that there are three masters here." It's no wonder that it can become famous today, and having three masters is much more normal than one.

"You seem to have some disdain!" It's not a question, it's a certainty. Inevitably, Xiaoying really got into trouble here when he went out in the future, and the ghost monarch hurriedly reminded: "Every master here is not easy to mess with, even if I see them, I have to be polite and give three points." ”

"So, you're not as strong as theirs."

Xiaoying said it too bluntly, and the angry ghost king's face was gloomy for a while.

Although he was not convinced, in the end, the ghost monarch was still reluctant to admit it: "In terms of strength, Benjun is indeed inferior to them, and their identity is not as simple as rumored by the outside world. ”

thought that the Ghost Monarch just didn't want to belittle himself too much, so he praised people who were stronger than him like this, so Xiaoying's statement about this Ascension to the Nine Heavens was completely treated as a joke.

Looking at history, there have indeed been demons who have ascended to the Nine Heavens in other places, but the Seven Cities have never been, it is said that these Seven Cities are cursed, and it can be gradually destroyed, but it is impossible to come forward to ascend to the Creation of the Nine Heavens.

It's just that "Ascension" has always been the ultimate dream of cultivators, and no one will believe it even if the curse is explained on the storyteller's platform.

Xiaoying didn't believe his statement, the ghost king was not easy to force, anyway, he had reminded everything he should have reminded, and he had finished asking for help, and with a greeting, the entourage that had originally retreated appeared in front of him again.

Knowingly raised his hand and waved, Xiaoying quickly got into his room after the ghost king got up and left.

Since she decided to participate in the martial arts competition, she has been meditating and cultivating diligently, and although the speed of progress is not called a demon, it has also reached the level of talent.

Of course, she is not in a hurry to cultivate today, but these days' habits, the information in her head, she needs to sort out one by one in the quiet situation of meditation.

First of all, she identified the three major events that will happen in July, starting from the most impactful ranking, in order: here the gods gather, the martial arts conference, and the ghost king marries.

If you want to come up with a cemetery, Xiaoying will definitely participate in the martial arts competition, and the ghost king marries, and the bride has to rely on her to welcome her back, so she naturally has to participate, as for this god gathering......

Knowing this, Xiaoying subconsciously opened his eyes and touched out the invitation letter left by the young man.

She's been holding this post for more than half a month, and she hasn't opened it, but I'm interested today.

Flip it over, the red and golden light instantly turned into black and white letters, and on the post, a neat line of books clearly reads: The gathering of God that belongs to you alone, welcome your arrival here!

To Xiaoying's surprise, there was a dark red seal printed on the checkout of the post, and the mark showed a person's name - "Xiaoying".

"I'm probably hallucinating." Muttering a whisper, Xiaoying raised her hand to block her eyes, unwilling to ask for verification.

The memory of the resentful spirit is generally not good, and it will be vague after a long time, but the seal seal shadow I just saw remembers it very clearly, the dark red color, the upright frame, and the clear words, it is clearly the seal that proves her small shadow.

Perhaps, that proof can only be counted as when she was alive, but after she became a ghost, she can still appear on the invitation, apparently someone suppressed the news that she was dead.

For the past three years, Xiaoying has been a simple and sufficient resentful spirit, and every time she sees a familiar resentful spirit going out to take revenge, she always wonders why she has become a resentful spirit.

In the past, she was troublesome and didn't think much about it, but today, because of this seal, she thought about investigating the cause of her death for the first time.