The wind in my ears ruffled my hair, and before I could react, I fell into a warm embrace.

I slowly raised my eyes and quietly looked at the man who had saved me from the dire situation.

His gaze is as cold as a knife's edge, and his facial lines are sharp and graceful. Looking at his clothes again, he has a black robe, and the sleeves are embedded with black flowing cloud floating patterns.

Looking at his all-round luxury, he must be a famous family among the ghosts.

"Enough of that?" he looked down at me, a little indifferent in his eyes.

I immediately let go of my grip on the hem of his shirt and leaned up the ladder, "Thank you, brother, for coming to the rescue." ”

He also let go of the hand around my waist, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his faint and handsome face, exuding the aura of a mighty king all over his body.

"The main hall is very curious, what kind of method will you use to get out of the dossier. He moved his throat and said, "This temple only saves you once, and if you are so useless the next time you are in danger, then you have no need to live." ”

I retracted my gaze and climbed the long ladder by myself, thinking in my heart that this highness who didn't know where he came from must have not been tempered by life, and his words were full of arrogance and too sharp.

When he saw that I ignored him, he walked away with all this anger.

He soared into the sky and entered the palace of the Ghost King in a fog.

And I still chose to walk up the ladder, after all, using divine power in the ghost is very likely to anger the lonely ghosts around me.

She happily held out her hand to me, "It's good you're okay!"

"Thanks to that man. "My face was as usual, but in my heart I was wary of the ghost.

She has lost all her immortal power, and she is slightly lacking in strength, I believe it. But as a person who has been galloping on the field for many years, how can he not even be sure of the position of a rope if he wears Yang in a hundred steps?

But for now, she's just a mortal after all, and no matter how much she jumps, it's just that. Thinking of this, I suppressed the doubts in my heart and walked up the ladder.

After a while, the two ghost girls behind me stepped forward and looked at my face with some fear, and finally couldn't help the curiosity in their hearts, and asked, "God, what do you have to do with our national teacher?"

I just came to the ghosts, how could I have anything to do with their national teacher?

I looked at them in confusion, "I don't even know who your national teacher is." ”

"You don't even know the national teacher!" a ghost girl's eyes widened in surprise.

Another ghost girl said, "Also, the gods have come from afar, and it's not surprising that they don't know the ghost master of our Megatron Sect. ”

"Hmm. "These two ghost girls spoke strangely, and I was shocked, I had no intention of understanding the national teacher, nor did I intend to talk to them any longer, so I sped up the process and climbed up the ladder.

Around, resentful spirits gathered towards me again.

Only this time, the eyes of these resentful spirits looked at me with some fear.

Compared to the fangs and claws just now, they look very well-behaved now.

Wei Mei also noticed the strangeness of these resentful spirits, and laughed, "Could it be that the man who saved you is the national teacher! ”

The ghost girl behind her nodded again and again, "Exactly! God is lucky, and he was rescued by the national teacher." ”

I'm silently embarrassed, no matter how I say it, I'm also a god with pure blood, is it possible that my status is not as good as a small national teacher in the dossier?

As soon as the ghost girl mentioned the national teacher, she began to talk endlessly.

"The national teacher is so handsome, I don't know what kind of girl can get into his eyes!" the ghost girl's eyes flashed with a little hope.

Another ghost girl struck him unceremoniously, "How can we wait for the National Teacher to think about it! We can look at him from afar, we should be content." ”

In the Kunlun mirror, Rong Ji called me softly, "Ge'er, where are you now?"

I took out the Kunlun Mirror, put my hand into the mirror, pinched his face, and wrote the words "Ghost Palace" on his chest.

The amber apricot eyes are shining, and the long eyelashes are slightly shaking, like the provocative willows of April. Through the Kunlun mirror, I couldn't help but look stupid.

"Ge'er, beware of the ghost national teacher. A hint of jealousy flashed in Rong Ji's eyes, as if he was about to say something more, but he stopped talking again.

I still know the little Jiujiu in my heart. He told me to be careful of the ghost national teacher, just because he was worried that I would be attracted by the national teacher's hue.

However, I kind of want to see Rong Ji jealous. Stretching out my hand, I wrote the word "no" on his chest, and I hastily put away the Kunlun mirror and climbed up.

Wei Mei finally saw the Kunlun Mirror this time, pouted and said dissatisfied, "I haven't seen Rongji for many years, you can't do well, let me see him?"

"No! We are jealous, how can other women think?"

After all, she had fought alongside Rongji, and finally died for Rongji. I always feel that her weight in Rong Ji's heart is different, so I don't want to talk to Rong Ji that the charm has been resurrected.

Seeing that I wouldn't take care of her, she gave up. Climb up the ladder with great difficulty.

I finally reached the glittering carpet of the Ghost Palace, half of my body lying on the carpet, half of my body still hanging from the ladder, exhausted and panting.

Murong Yanxi looked at me and Wei Mei, and there was a hint of contempt on her bewitching face, "It's useless." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief and looked around, looking for Master's traces.

The surroundings are resplendent with gold, and the interior scenery is extremely gorgeous, which is not much different from the palaces of the mortal world.

Strange, outside the Ghost Palace, there are wandering spirits and wild ghosts all over, why is the palace so quiet?

Wei Mei reminded me in a low voice, "Don't look at it, look for your master!"

Oh, yes! I almost forgot about Master.

I looked like Murong Yanxi, who was sitting on a high seat with Erlang's legs crossed, and let the ghost girl take her hair for her, walked up to her and asked, "Where is my master?"

Murong Yanxi's thin eyebrows were raised, showing a little displeasure, "Your master cut my hair, so I naturally want to cut off his head to avenge the loss of my hair!"

I propped my hands on either side of her chair, imprisoning her in my field of vision, and said coldly, "If you dare to touch him, I will cut off your ten fingers and feed them to the dogs!"

Murong Yanxi shuddered, showing a little timidity. But in an instant, she raised her chin again and looked at me with a burning smile, "This is the Ghost Palace, if you dare to hurt me, my father will definitely peel you off your skin and bones, so that you can't survive or die!"

I looked at her for a long time, one hand holding the thunder fire in the sky, and dangling it on her already pale cheek with fright, "Do you think I burned your hair with a fire, or did I burn your chattering and annoying mouth?"