"Hey~~" The ghost king's gloomy laughter echoed in Mo Chen's ears, as if mocking Mo Chen's insignificance and incompetence, and the laughter gradually became louder and louder in the empty dream space.

"Haha...... Well?! Suddenly, the ghost king's laughter stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a frightened hesitation, and the power that restrained Mo Chen suddenly relaxed.

Mo Chen tentatively pulled out his body, slowly crawled to the side, and when he looked down, he saw a slap hole suddenly appear in his left chest. Through the hole, he could see his own blood gurgling through his veins.

What the Ghost King was holding in his hand was Mo Chen's heart, and what surprised the Ghost King was that the blood-red heart was bumping and moving an unfamiliar face. The face smiled strangely at him, and then countless translucent filaments inexplicably grew from the inside of the heart.

The tips of those filaments had very soft-looking tentacles, and the tentacles writhed like earthworms, and suddenly all of them pierced into the elbows of the ghost king.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Chen saw that after those tentacles entered under the skin of the ghost king, they quickly drove the filaments in, and in the blink of an eye, they were all over the ghost king's body.

It's strange to say that the ghost king, who is obviously a spirit body, has been hit hard by it like a living person. The Ghost King desperately tore and threw his arms, trying to throw Mo Chen's heart out of his hands. However, since those filaments entered his body, those translucent filaments seemed to grow on his body, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not ask for it.

Mo Chen was stunned as the Ghost King writhed his body in pain in front of him, and watched as the filaments that entered the Ghost King's body quickly converged on the Ghost King's head as if they were responding to a call. The surface skin of the ghost king quickly dried up and twitched, and he wailed but was powerless to stop all this pain, "Roar~~~~"

As a terrible wail dissipated, the Ghost King's body shrank into a shriveled skin until it disappeared.

Mo Chen covered the hollow in his chest, and approached the ghost king's skin bag that was paralyzed on the ground vigilantly, he kicked it with his foot, and the skin was soft and slid to the side by him.

Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief at this time, "......

Suddenly, a hand as pale as a withered hand popped out of the leather bag and clenched Mo Chen's ankle with a snap.

"Huh?" Mo Chen reflexively threw his leg and kicked the withered hand that was grabbing his ankle.

At the same time, another pale withered hand stretched out from the leather bag at the right time, grabbing the ankle of the foot that Mo Chen flew up. The two withered hands slammed into force, and swept Mo Chen out from the bottom to the top, Mo Chen's body lost its center of gravity, fell with his head down, and fell on his back with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the skin bag was like an inflated balloon, rapidly filling and expanding, and the speed seen by the naked eye was full of human nature, and the person contemptuously outlined the corners of his lips, and looked at Mo Chen who fell to the ground with disdain.

Anyway, in the space he created, Mo Chen felt the pain of "being fallen" this time, a carp stiffened, Mo Chen stood up and looked at the guy in front of him.

"Huh......" Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, a little depressed, but also happy. He said to the person in front of him, "You saved me again." ”

The human form bulging out of the skin is naturally no longer the ghost king, because he has been "destroyed" by Zeus, and he is only used to "teach" Mo Chen, he deliberately came out of the skin.

"If the person who is pulled closer to the dream space has stronger willpower than the person who created the dream space, or has great strength himself, then the creator of the dream cannot make the person being pulled into do anything according to his own settings." Zeus said lightly.

Mo Chen nodded humbly, he had already understood this after pulling the ghost king in. If it weren't for the fact that he was in the space outside, he was almost about to kill the ghost king's poisonous hands, and he wouldn't have taken the liberty of pulling the ghost king in.

In fact, Mo Chen also wanted to gamble, if he could make the ghost king who was pulled into his dream become Li Wang, it would be a good thing, even if he couldn't, Mo Chen didn't believe that Zeus would not save him in times of crisis, because the current Zeus didn't seem to be able to leave Mo Chen's body, and this body now had to rely on Mo Chen's deity to live normally.

......

Mo Chen, who came out of the dream, saw Zheng Yi and Zen Master, who were busy "disposing of" those ghost slaves who were originally bound by the ghost king.

"Ahem!" Mo Chen coughed dryly, and told everyone on the side that he was "awake".

Zheng Yi glanced back at Mo Chen, and said indifferently, "Eh, wake up!" ”

“C！ Anyway, you care about me, okay? Don't you wonder where the ghost king has gone? "Mo Chen deliberately provoked yin and yang.

Meng Xinyao walked past him, handed a piece of talisman paper to a one-eyed ghost slave, and said to Mo Chen with a smile, "Master Zheng said, what kind of "king" is in front of our husband, it is called a piece of cake. Isn't it Master Zheng! “

"Good! I'm not taken seriously by co-authoring, it's all your back! Mo Chen said, punching Zheng Yi in the back, but he didn't really use force, it was just a joke between friends.

The group of people is very relaxed, because the ghost king has been cleaned up, this group of oppressed little ghost slaves will naturally not cause trouble again, to say that they are also a group of poor ghosts.

The moment the ghost king touched Mo Chen, he didn't know it to the naked eye, but Zheng Yi could see it clearly, and the ghost king's soul body was sucked into Mo Chen's body with a swish. Zheng Yi knew what Mo Chen was doing, although he was also slightly worried, Mo Chen probably couldn't deal with it, but when he thought that there was another person living in Mo Chen's body, Zheng Yi naturally didn't take it seriously, and by the way, he summarized Mo Chen's situation with everyone, and others were like him, so they didn't worry too much.

When Mo Chen woke up, he saw Zheng Yi and they were busy, but in fact, Zheng Yi was "classifying" this group of poor ghost slaves.

This group of ghosts and ghosts, many of them missed the time of their reincarnation simply because they were captured by the ghost king. Although the ghost king is now destroyed, if this group of ghosts who missed the hour go to the underworld to reincarnate in such a stunned way, even if the souls are not beaten away, they will be rejected by the ghosts.

To put it simply, just like the world of the living, as a human being, you need to have an ID card and a hukou to prove your identity, and ghosts are the same. And this group of ghosts who were imprisoned as ghost slaves by the ghost king, just like black households without a hukou, can't come up with evidence to prove their identity, so naturally they can't reincarnate again.

The so-called classification of this group of ghost slaves is to pick out the ghosts among the ghost slaves who can also trace their identity, time of death and other information, and Zheng Yi will use the spell of the Yin and Yang Warlock to prescribe such documents as "proof" of the living society. These ghosts, with the spells drawn by Zheng Yi, and then go to the underworld to reincarnate and report, will not be unaccepted.