"Then the old slave is welcome, 38, 56, 23, 72, that's all."

"Old guy, you're really welcome, this son will give it to you, it's just that the little seventy-two of this son hasn't officially visited the church yet, I can't wait for you tonight, let's change the day, besides, she can't even touch the edge of the Eight Realms, and your double cultivation will not make much progress in your old Wang Ba's cultivation."

"The old slave wants to be seventy-two, tender and super, if you can't do it, you need this one."

"Don't you want to go back to the underworld, don't be embarrassed!" The prince has already scolded.

Yin Wudi laughed here: "Haha, I know that His Royal Highness the Prince is reluctant, the old slave has said good things to your father and son for so many years in the Hades, if you don't give it, you won't give it, His Royal Highness the Prince can give the three concubines to the old slave to enjoy the already big face, and the old slave has thanked him." ”

Shizi closed his eyes and smiled evilly: Old thing, very cunning.

We don't know how to enjoy the concubines of the ghost world this night, as the eunuch of the underworld, the old guy staggered out of the guest room of the underworld at the dinner the next day, and several ghost maids and maids supported them and dragged the yin bottomless to the wedding scene of the ghost prince and the little seventy-two concubines.

The wedding of the prince, the three ghost emperors and the three yin palace lords were all present, and the heads of the small forces from all sides of the underworld all came to cheer for the ghost emperor of the capital in person.

In one day's time, the Ghost Emperor's Mansion in Northern Xinjiang has been arranged with ghosts and fires, and even the miasma in the air has been illuminated clearly and weirdly, and from time to time there are ghost attendants running through it, bringing delicious food and wine, and even some human blood that the ghosts like.

Jiu'er actually followed the customs of the locals and didn't react much to the basin of human blood.

On his side, Yu Wuji was dressed in red and wearing flowers, with a slender posture, shining ghost eyes, uninhibited in his words, his eyes were full of vicious and spicy, and his handsome and invincible face attracted the attention of all the guests present, and he strode forward with his little seventy-two concubines, full of evil and domineering.

Jiu'er was wearing a fiery red phoenix robe, and the brocade ribbon was flying, even if the tulle covered her face, it did not affect her Jiutian Niangniang's divine ancestor aura at all, and the yin and treacherous Yin Palace Auditorium, the ghost eyes were everywhere, like the stars that kept flashing in the dark night, leaving the country at the same time as the yin fire, so a kind of suffocating surprise.

"What a couple of newlyweds, no wonder His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was reluctant to try this little seventy-two with me last night, and he hasn't seen the true face of the bride yet, this aura is enough to overwhelm your seventy-one concubines."

The bottomless eyes of the yin who had just been mixed in by the ghost shadow slave looked straight at the seventy-two concubines of the ghost world.

At the same time as the eunuch of the underworld entered the main hall, all the guests stood up from behind the short and bowed to look at the popular eunuch from the highest mansion of the mysterious underworld.

Only the father and son of the ghost emperor in northern Xinjiang have no fear of yin bottomless, that is because the strength of the people is outstanding, among the several major forces under the entire underworld, if you say that northern Xinjiang is second, no one dares to say first, even the master of the underworld, the ghost emperor of northern Xinjiang does not dare to demonstrate easily, when the northern emperor laid down the underworld for the underworld when the old underworld was the old underworld, today's peaceful and prosperous world of the underworld has more than half of the credit of the northern emperor, even if the current underworld is deliberately trying to eradicate the northern emperor father and son, he does not dare to come clearly.

Of course, in the hearts of the ghost masters, although the Northern Emperor is worth fearing, but his ghost son is not worth bothering about at all, only caring about the straw bag prince who is happy with the female ghost, and the moment when the Northern Emperor enters the Heavenly Mirror and accepts the Heavenly Tribulation in the future, it is the time when the Hades or other forces that covet the Northern Xinjiang devouring the Northern Frontier.

Now let their father and son be proud for a while, everyone is tacitly trying their best to praise the father and son in Northern Xinjiang, with only one purpose, the higher they hold it, the worse they fall.

Don't learn that the most mediocre monarch in the human world also has a seventy-two concubines, won't he have to get three thousand beauties in the future? This ghost son, it's a pity that he has that good looks, but he has a straw bag in his stomach, so why doesn't he have half of his father's ability.

"Brother Beijiang, Ling Shizi's appearance is the first in the Emperor of the Hades, I don't know what this seventy-two concubines look like, can you make an exception, take off the veil, and let all the old things see the appearance of your seventy-two daughters-in-law, presumably this should be the final concubine of Ling Shizi, the seventy-two concubines have already been gathered, and the next three thousand beauties will not be married?"

"If you can marry, this son will not chase after him when he speaks, and when Xiao Seventy-two gets tired of playing with this son, it is time to arrange three thousand beauties on the agenda." The prince pouted proudly.

Jiu'er scolded and scolded in his mouth, and he was praised by others, but he couldn't hear the sarcasm, a dead ghost is a dead ghost, something without a mind.

"Uncle Nanban Ghost, why didn't your crying and crying Royal Highness come? I miss him in this world, I remember the last time I met Nanban, so that the prince cried and wiped his tears in front of me, and I haven't seen him for decades, it's weird. The prince smiled evilly and looked at the old man who was called the Southern Barbarian Ghost Emperor, presumably this should be the Southern Ghost Emperor among the Quartet Ghost Emperors, and the crying and handsome man that Jiu'er saw in Wangxiangtai that day should be His Royal Highness the Prince of the Southern Barbarian Ghost Emperor City.

Jiu'er finally has a rough inference about the entire underworld, the underworld has established a special underworld dynasty in the combination of the human world and the divine domain, the sphere of influence is huge, and the master of the revenant soul is strong, this is an unimaginable space, if it is not destroyed in time, the Three Realms will be restless.

"My submissive son, it's a shame to say, how can he have such courage as the prince of northern Xinjiang, the prince is even willing to share his own concubines, such courage is worthy of the title of the son of the underworld, to put it mildly, even the one in the underworld dare not compare with the son of the underworld, haha..."

"Uncle Nanban, you really won the prize, it's not a big deal to share the concubine, besides, it's for the Yin Da Inner Supervisor to enjoy, and the bottomless old man can't get a little ghost cub, what's the matter? If it's your Nanban uncle, then it won't work, haha... If this is pampered by my uncle, the little cub born is your Nanban uncle or my ghost son, haha..."

I've heard of shamelessness, but I've never heard of such shamelessness, the Southern Barbarian Ghost Emperor is obviously sarcastic, and he takes it as a compliment.

"Virtuous nephew, let's not say much else, can you give a few of us old ghosts a face, let your little seventy-two show your face."

An old man in a gray shirt with buckteeth and a hideous face stepped forward and raised a wisp of green smoke towards Jiu'er's veil.

Jiu'er hurriedly stretched out her hand and pressed the veil, there are many ghosts here, who will recognize her Ren Niangniang, Jiutian Xuanfei is a well-known god ancestor in the divine domain, and some of these old guys must have seen Niangniang.

"Shy, haha... The concubine of the virtuous nephew is different from the past, and those in the past were very hot and generous. "The old man is disrespectful to the old, and he looks obscene and wants to move forward.

Dare to be the concubine of the ghost prince in front of him, he thought that the arrogant and brainless Xuan Wuji would stop him, this is not a concubine's business, he does not take his ghost world in his eyes, as the son of the ghost emperor of Northern Xinjiang who is proud of the ghosts, how can he tolerate such unreasonableness?

"What are you ashamed of? Isn't it just to show your face? The Yin Palace Lord can lift your hijab for you, how big of a face does that have to be? What are you hiding, little? Shizi was angry and shouted at Jiu'er's veil.

The old man who was known as the master of the Absolute Yin Palace over there pulled off the veil covering Jiu'er's face, Jiu'er was so frightened that he took two steps back, and the ghost prince twisted it on Jiu'er's arm, glanced at Ren Xi with slanted eyes, and scolded dissatisfiedly: "Dead ghosts who have never seen the world, stand firm, don't lose the dignity of this world." ”

There was silence in the main hall, and the sound of ghosts grunting and snorting came and went, and the weird gray-eyed ghosts and domineering black-eyed ghosts overflowed with yin qi for a while, which was the instinctive reaction of the shocked souls.

After a dead silence, an old man in a gray python robe stood up, and his mouth kept "tsk", "The posture of heaven and man, the posture of heaven and man, with the ghost son of the underworld who is the first in appearance, reminds the old man of the great wedding of the god above the nine heavens?" The wedding between the emperor and the concubine, the appearance of the ancestors of Shaodian and Ren Xi, can be improved by ten years at a glance at the old cultivation! I haven't seen the emperor and the mother for more than 10,000 years, and the old slave is sad. ”

"Are you old ghosts worried about the two in the sky, or do you want to splash dirty water on my northern frontier, who doesn't know that the underworld is suspecting that your Xisha prince is the Yin of Shaodian, and the ghost head is trying to find evidence, but it's good, seeing my son's wedding, you want to compare with the emperor and Niangniang, what do you mean?"

The Ghost Emperor of Northern Xinjiang stood up from his seat on the ground, a pinch of yin qi overflowed from the palm of his hand, the Northern Emperor waved his hand, and the yin qi attacked the Xisha Ghost Emperor here, the Xisha Ghost Emperor flashed, and the ghost guard on his side suddenly rushed forward to block the Northern Emperor's blow, and the ghost guard instantly turned into thin smoke and rose away.

"You old puppet of the Northern Emperor is too deceitful! Bendi kindly participated in your son's wedding, and you actually injured my ghost guard! ”

The Xisha Ghost Emperor was so angry that his beard trembled, and the green tendons on his hands burst out, but he did not drive the soul power, it seemed that he was a little jealous of the Northern Emperor.

"Okay, the Northern Emperor gave the old slave a face, don't be angry when the prince gets married, no matter what, the Xisha Ghost Emperor is also one of the Quartet Ghost Emperors, if you hurt him, the underworld will blame him, and the old slave is also responsible, besides, the Xisha Ghost Emperor didn't blame you, he just saw the situation in front of him and remembered the emperor, but the old slave told the truth, only the wedding between the emperor and the mother made the old slave have such a shock!"

"What, even your old thing is suspicious..."

"The old slave will never doubt the son of Ling, and no one present must doubt the prince of Northern Xinjiang, right?" Yin Wudi shouted to everyone.

"I don't doubt that the style of the prince of the northern frontier is the flagpole of the underworld, even if the emperor's spirit is still in the underworld, it will never be as free and easy as the prince, let alone have so many ghost cubs with the female ghost concubine, if even the emperor's ancestors are reproducing in the underworld, the underworld will win without a fight, and His Royal Highness A Yan in the divine domain will have to be called a brother and sister to the underworld, haha..."

The words of the Absolute Yin Palace Lord caused all the ghosts to laugh wildly, and Jiu'er closed his eyes and scolded silently: Yu Wuji, a dead ghost, is still a young man, and he is not even as good as a pig and dog in the God Realm.