The female ghost laughed.

"This handsome little face, in addition to looking, can also be touched, how fragrant. ”

The wild goose that was molested by one person and one ghost returned, "......"

The laughter and laughter along the way did not look like the female ghost was going to carry them to death, until they arrived in front of the Ghost King Palace, the Ghost King Palace is a black palace, a dark place, and there is no festive celebration of the lights, the palace is dozens of meters high, majestic and majestic, and there is a big red carpet of more than ten meters in front of the palace.

The dead silence of the Ghost King's Hall and the flowers along the way are in stark contrast. The female ghost changed her hippie smiling posture and raised her voice, "The sedan chair has fallen, and the bride has arrived!"

Nian Jinshu heard such a sound in his ears, the sedan chair fell to the ground, and the lights of the entire Ghost King Hall lit up.

The lights in the Ghost King's Hall extended all the way to the outside of the hall.

The goose got off the horse, stood slightly, and sat in the sedan chair, waiting for the female ghost to open the curtain, "The bride, please get out of the sedan chair." ”

Nian Jinshu got off the sedan chair and stretched out his hand, Yan Hui held her hand, Nian Jinshu was a little trance for a while, she held the hands of this beauty again, Yan Hui's palm was dry and warm, he gently held her hand, and conveyed a hot and gentle emotion.

Yan Hui led the New Year Book and followed the ghosts into the Ghost King Palace.

Feng Wu pushed Feng Liangzheng and the others to enter, and the entire Ghost King Palace was suddenly closed, blocking Feng Liangzheng, Feng Wu and Xue Lan, and the ghosts around him also disappeared.

Xue Lan was in a hurry, and stepped forward and knocked on the door of the palace.

"Little Brocade Book, Little Brocade Book ......"

Feng Liangzheng frowned and narrowed his eyes, it was the first time he had entered such a strange secret realm, and he was a little unsure of what was going on, Xue Lan was banging on the door, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Ghost King Hall dissipated in front of him, and they were actually in the center of the ancient town, as if they had never moved.

Xue Lan was stupid, "Second brother, slap me in the face." ”

What about the wild goose?

What about the little brocade book?

They took a path, clearly to welcome their relatives, why did they return to the original point?

Feng Liangzheng and Xue Lan, Nian Jun Yao have broken through countless secret realms together, but they have never encountered such a strange secret realm, this inexplicable familiarity makes Feng Liangzheng's eyes feel cold.

This secret realm of the sea and the secret realm of the ice wall...... It's so similar!

From the moment I came in, it seemed like an illusion.

"Second brother, what are we going to do?" Feng Liangzheng glanced at the funnel that Feng Wu had already ordered Feng Wu to put on the stone, and his tone was very calm, "Wait! ”

The first level is hate, but what about the second level?

Sunny and round, three thousand obsessions, whose love and hatred, painting the ground as a prison, there is nowhere to escape.

In the hall of the ghost king, the lights are bright, and the ghosts stand on both sides, chanting ancient songs, mournful, sad, and beautiful. They were male or female, with hollow eyes and blurred faces, as if they were similar faces one after another.

The black hair was swirling, and the robes were swaying, like weeping.

This Ghost King Hall is too weird, isn't it?

As if to see her nervousness, the goose returned to me into her hand, and on the bright hall of the main hall, there was a very tall man, the man's face was deep, with a high nose and thin lips, he was leaning lazily on the throne, his black robe hung down under the throne, he leaned sideways, supported his chin with one hand, and watched a couple of newcomers slowly approach.

The ghost king is different from others, he doesn't look like a soul body, the neckline of his shirt is particularly large, with a big V-neck, revealing a white and strong chest, his long fingers are pinching a stream of grapes, and he is lazily biting the grapes, and no one dares to speak on the side of the ghost, and he doesn't dare to gasp.