"Ghost head, I heard that the Northern Xinjiang Wu Ji has been carnivaling every day since he married the seventy-two concubines, will he..."

"No," the ghost head didn't want to give a negative answer, pressed the feminine man's hand, and said lewdly: "Little baby, are you jealous, Wu Ji and dozens of concubines have been fused for hundreds of years, if the ghost son of the northern Xinjiang is a young man, how can the world be exhausted, can you wait until you are lucky to have seventy-two concubines to recover your luck in the world?" Don't be jealous, when the ghost son comes to the underworld and cultivates with the head of this ghost, everything will be clear. This is the last test of this ghost head for him, once he passes through the northern frontier, all suspicions can be eliminated, and this ghost head will also count on Xudu to destroy the ghost city of Xisha for the king of Hades. ”

"Well, since the ghost leader believes in him, there is nothing to say about the lowly position."

The feminine man snuggled into the ghost head's arms like a kitten, greedily sucking the ghost breath on the ghost head's body.

The eerie ghost capital has a strange sound, and the mist is circulating.

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Hearing that the ghost prince was ambushed, Yin Ning of the Zongling Palace grinned for a long time, and watched the prince laugh enough, and the ghost cha who was waiting on the side continued to say the next sentence: "It's just that the remnants of the Taisha Palace are useless, and they didn't even hurt the drunken Wuji hair." ”

"Can you finish talking in one breath, isn't this a mere joy in this world?"

Shizi Yin Ning kicked the forehead ghost who was lying on the ground, raised his hand and summoned the silver Shizi robe hanging on the wall, draped it neatly on his body, and went straight to the east gate of Zongling Palace from Shizi's Mansion, and Yu Wuji should be out of the city gate at this time.

Yin Ning sent a secret order to block Xuan Wuji from the door, and to give a dismount to the same son outside the city gate, in order to show his bottomless courage, no one dares to provoke the son of Yin Du, he Yin Ning must provoke, even if he can't get the name of the dead ghost, it is a good choice to hurt his arms and legs, and it will be a big talk to the underworld in the future.

Here, the ghost of the world was lying comfortably in no one's arms, and he didn't open his eyes at all.

may be following the ghosts in the parade, and one of them will think that His Royal Highness the Prince has been enjoying the beautiful rain and dew these days, and he is not tired of it.

Only the seventy-second concubine knows that in addition to enjoying the beauty of the rain and dew, this absurd His Royal Highness the Prince, even lying in her arms, is breathing, accumulating soul power, and even occasionally opening his eyes in Jiu'er's sleep, he can see that the soul power on His Royal Highness the Prince is constantly circulating and tempering, this perverted His Royal Highness the Prince seems to be a scum without a city, but the closer he gets, the more he feels that there are some aspects, he is an "elite", no matter what, he is even obsessed with it to the point of outrageousness.

There was another turmoil outside the car, and Jiu'er felt the sudden change of the void, and hundreds of yin spirits stood in front of the parade.

"Shizi, there is trouble outside the sedan car again." Jiu'er whispered, but for some reason she used a woman's soft voice.

Shizi didn't open his eyes or make a sound, he was still breathing, lying peacefully in Jiu'er's arms, like a child, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiu'er gently lifted a strand of messy hair in front of the ghost world's forehead, stared at the extremely handsome and extremely bad ghost worldson in his arms and smiled quietly, and said softly: "General's demeanor, even if the king of the underworld arrives, the prince will not grovel, but how can he respond to the old witch's double cultivation?" My Shaodian! Jiu'er knew that the ghost prince was not asleep, and he didn't know how he would react to this "Shaodian".

Yu Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at Jiu'er's eyes strangely: "What do you call me?" Think your emperor is crazy, right? It's called this Shizi Shaodian? ”

Jiu'er smiled lightly and said nothing, yes, according to the conventional inference, it is impossible for Yu Wuji to be the Yin of Shaodian, if the emperor only has Yin Soul left, it will never be absurd and lewd to the point of Yin Wuji. What the ghost prince and Shaodian can catch up with is only his calmness and the city government, but these are not enough for Jiu'er to think that he is Shaodian.

What makes Jiu'er believe that the ghost prince is related to the emperor...... Since the wedding, this sticky way has been lingering day and night, and the emperor of the god domain and Jiu'er are warm day by day, nearly 10,000 years of husband and wife, several fusions, how can Jiu'er not recognize the feeling she once had, but she still doesn't dare to be 100% sure of her answer, the one hundred or so little ghost cubs of the ghost world make Ren Xi really can't find a reasonable explanation, if it is Shaodian, even if he has no woman for 10,000 years, he can't hold it for a while, and it is impossible to have children with ghosts, this is an arrangement related to the survival of the gods, human ancestors and ghosts have children, So what's the human world?

"Why do you think I'm a Shaodian, say it quickly?" Wu Ki sat up curiously.

Jiu'er smiled charmingly, since the wedding, this is the first time to be shy, the "Shaodian" just now, in fact, is also a temptation, as long as Xuan Wuji does not admit that he is the Yin of the Shaodian underworld, Jiu'er will not dare to get an answer 100%.

Or even if it is Shaodian, with the style of acting in the Pure Wuji Underworld, the emperor's seven-point yin spirit is far from the emperor himself, he is a Shaodian who has lost his true nature, and the emperor who is so evil that he can't be evil anymore, if this is the case, how should Jiu'er wake him up next?

What should Jiu'er do with the dozens of ghost cubs? Destroy their souls? How can they explain it to their mother? Seventy-one female warriors have fought with their lives to protect their Empress Majesty, and their Empress Majesty infiltrated the underworld to destroy the souls of the female warriors' children, even if they are some ghost children, they are also heartfelt flesh in the eyes of their mothers, but if they are not destroyed, when they also marry wives and have children, the two worlds of humans and ghosts will no longer be able to distinguish between humans and ghosts.

Shaodian, you have a problem for this palace, do you want this palace to be the infamous Nine Heavens Niangniang?

"Say, why do you think that this son is the emperor above the nine heavens? Am I similar to him? The ghost prince was interested, holding Jiu'er's little face and kissing it over and over again, and whispered: "Although this son is not the emperor of the Nine Heavens, sooner or later, he will become the emperor of the underworld, and then you will all be concubines of the underworld." ”

Jiu'er knew that the seventy-one concubines of the Xudu City were the seventy-one concubines of the Xudu City, and Ren Ji was slightly displeased and said, "Who is more important in your eyes between the seventy-one concubines of Your Highness and the main palace?" "I didn't expect her Nine Heavenly Niangniang to be reduced to the point of comparing herself with the female warriors under her.

Ghost Shizi smiled evilly: "Little women, you have to ask for a high and low here in this world, rest assured, you are as important as them, although Xiao Seventy-two has not yet given birth to a son and a half daughter in this world, but isn't it a matter of time?" This son is not in a hurry. ”

I never expected that Yu Wuji was such a comparison, and she seemed to be barely able to compare with the seventy-one concubines.

The eerie and treacherous fog over the northwest gate of the Zongling Palace was overwhelmed by the miasma, and the ghosts flowed, and an extremely strong evil aura invaded the territory of the Zongling Palace.

The miasma of mist was filled with only a creaking sound coming from the thick fog, and two bronze gates that appeared across the sky slowly opened, and ghosts fell to the ground like dust from the gates.

At the same time as the city gate opened, hundreds of Yin soldiers in large armor faintly floated out on both sides of the bronze gate, and the spears in their hands pointed directly at the foreign evil aura in the center of the gate.

A hundred meters away from the Yin soldiers' formation, there was a silver-robed young man, two white-bearded old men beside him, the silver-robed young man was wearing a feather crown crookedly, holding a halberd, holding a straw in his mouth, and a pair of good-looking black diamond eyes squinted at the evil place.

Zongling Palace waited for a long time, and the evil spirit only showed a formation, the extremely luxurious parade team, the way was opened by two sweaty horses, and immediately sat a black-robed young man who was extremely charming, with a frosty and cold face but a pair of icy peach blossom eyes, such as jade's earlobes inlaid with an obsidian stud, flashing flames on top of the young man's charm added a little bit of handsomeness, this temperament is a little similar to the ghost in the sedan car, the young man smiled and squinted, just such a squinting temperament, so that the heart of the defenders of the Zongling City Gate close to this young man moved"What a beautiful man! ”

Standing side by side with the black-robed boy was also a young man dressed in a black robe and armor with silver scales, this young man's face was as white as jade, glowing with a little fluorescence, and his tiger eyes were round and there was an indescribable domineering.

The two teenagers were followed by ten luxurious carriages, the sedan chair on the car was carved on the four walls, the ebony black sedan body was inlaid with huge gems, and the strange fog miasma of the city gate reflected each other, creating a strange and terrifying luxury atmosphere, and the gilded curtain was embroidered with a large piece of Manzhu Shahua, and the curtain was closed.

The Zongling defenders, who had been standing outside the city gate for a long time, couldn't help but look inside the carriage on tiptoe, such a luxurious procession, I don't know what kind of characters were sitting in the ten carriages.

Only Jiu'er knows, except for the occasional ghost sparrow sand white or a scab sitting in, most of the carriages are empty, the ghost world said, these carriages are used on the way back, go to the whole underworld, how to let the ghost domains have some blood, and sacrifice some good things.

The governor of the city gate was a middle-aged man in pitch-black armor, and the governor changed the spear in his right hand to his left hand, urged the horse to take two steps forward, and shouted to the people here: "This is the ghost of the capital of the world, right?" I have heard that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has a good appearance, but when I saw it today, I still blinded the ghost eyes of the governor, and the appearance of a fairy! This governor is rare! Haha......"

The governor laughed wildly, and the defenders behind him also laughed ghostly.

I thought it would anger the "Ghost Prince", but I didn't expect the "Prince" to laugh too, but the governor over there laughed, glared back and waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to shut up, and the governor pouted and said angrily: "What's the use of looking good, I heard that His Highness's soul power has fallen to the Seven Realms, and even the soul power of me, the Governor of the City Gate, is not as good as it, the underworld speaks by strength, and a ghost son who only has the soul power of the Seven Realms will be driven out of the Ghost Mansion sooner or later!" Thinking of my Zongling Palace, you are also worthy! ”

The yin-robed young man Yin Ning Shizi, who stood a hundred meters behind the defenders, never made a sound, and kept squinting and carefully looking at the black-robed peach-eyed young man on the horse: There is such a good-looking man, damn it, I don't even want to touch a woman in this world, this ghost in the capital city is very marked, no wonder your old witch asked this kid to go to double cultivation.

I saw the "Ghost Shizi" gently clenching his fists, and even this action of hugging his fists made the onlookers feel upset in their hearts, and their eyes stared directly at the pink thin lips of the "Ghost Shizi".