Chapter II

The king whose bones are not cold

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"Ghost King ......"

Jiang Heng's heart trembled twice: It seems that the characters with the king are all very awesome!But why do you always feel that the latter name is more cautious???

Bones are not cold?

Are the bones cold?

Jiang Heng's voice trembled slightly and said, "Did you die quite miserably, otherwise why would your bones not be cold?"

The black qi was silent, and after a while, a voice came from inside again: "That's right! The ending of this king is indeed not very good......

Silent!

Still silence!

What do you want to say next? Continue to complain about this ghost king and won't do anything? In case this guy is in a bad mood and loses himself in seconds, I'm afraid it's not an accident!

As a lame Jiang Heng after crossing over, he believes very much that this kind of thing is very likely to happen.

But it was not appropriate not to speak, so he paused, thought for a while, and spoke again: "That...... What can you do for me? Lord Oni ......"

The Ghost King's voice was still cold: "What enemies do you have?"

"Enemies?"

Jiang Heng thought about it again: "The people in the village still take good care of me! Especially after the uncle who saved me died! If there is really a grudge, it can't be talked about...... Wait! That Polli just beat me up a few days ago!"

"Then I'll help you drain his blood, how about it?" asked the Ghost King.

"Vampire?" Jiang Heng was stunned: "Are you a vampire?"

"This kind of miscellaneous thing dares to be compared with this king!" the ghost king snorted coldly: "Blood sucking is only for mortals! For cultivators, this king is a pity that he has absorbed their cultivation for my use! And the guy who has been absorbed by the nest will still live in his original state, but he will only obey one dispatch!"

Although there were only a few simple words, Jiang Heng instantly understood the setting of this ghost king.

Feeling this golden finger is not without a little skill!

It turns out that there is...... But why didn't you say it when you asked it just now?

I forgot! People are ghost kings, and their posture is high? A little tempered, I can understand.

Jiang Heng couldn't help but say: "Vampire setting, with the effect of compulsory ** servant contract!

The Ghost King asked, "Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied!Satisfied!Of course satisfied!" Jiang Heng nodded excitedly at the black qi: "No wonder your old man died so miserably, and his bones were not cold...... If you're still alive...... Isn't there only one master in this world......"

Speaking of this, Jiang Heng realized that he always talked about the cause of the other party's death, so he wouldn't be angry!

After all, it's the ghost king.....

Jiang Heng subconsciously lowered his head, but his eyes kept glancing at the black qi, and the black qi was also silent.

Don't really get angry!

Jiang Heng's heart tugged again, and his eyes stared at the black gas until the black gas spoke again:

"You're right! If this king is still alive, I will definitely kill all the people in this world!

Call!

OK!

It's just that I'm angry in the past, and I'm not angry with myself. But from what he said when he was angry, it can be heard that this guy was beaten to death by the group back then.

The king who can be beaten to death by the group is obviously the top among the kings.

With him, wouldn't his future career really be like the rest of the traversers, counterattacking and pretending to be forced, and triumphant all the way!!

Hahaha!

It's a little exciting to think about it!

But subconsciously asked: "Then Lord Ghost King, your old man is a generation of kings, and you don't have any exercise cheats on you, can you let me learn?"

The ghost king replied: "I am the ghost king, and what I have on my body is also my ghost house exercises, can you learn it as a mere mortal?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Heng got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and secretly rejoiced: "However, it is enough to have your skill of the Northern Darkness Vampire Divine Skill!"

"What Northern Darkness Vampire Divine Skill?" the Ghost King questioned.

"This ......" Jiang Heng was embarrassed: "It's nothing! It's just a casual name for your old skill!

"Northern Darkness Vampire Divine Skill?"

The Ghost King's voice paused: "It's not bad!

Not bad!

Jiang Heng got up and looked at the cliff behind him, and then looked at the way down the cliff: "I've been in the mountain for a few days, and the dry food is almost gone!"

As he spoke, when he was about to turn around and climb down the cliff, the black qi suddenly pounced on the black rope at Jiang Heng's feet: "Take this!"

"What is this?"

Jiang Heng picked up the rope and asked suspiciously, "Why does it look like it's burnt?"

The voice of the ghost king came again: "This thing is called Futu Seven Lives, and this king will live in it!

"This is where you live?"

Jiang Heng was stunned: "According to the routine of the traverser in the past, should I have a blood on it to confess the Lord or something! Then others can't snatch it!"

"No, this thing already recognizes you as its master?"

"You're in control?"

"No! It recognized it by itself! As for why, the king does not know. After all, this king is just living on it!"

A rope that actively recognizes me as Lord!!

There is also a ghost king who can suck other people's cultivation!

This adventure is too strange!

Follow the routine...... Could it be that someone is secretly playing tricks in the shadows?

No matter!

Lao Tzu has been suffering here for three years, just waiting for an adventure to become a master in one fell swoop.

Now that the stuff is here, how does it come from?

I'm just a lame doctor in this village, and even if someone is secretly calculating, what good can they get from me!

Such an unprofitable thing, he Jiang Heng can't do it!

......

Pick up the rope of the Futu Qisheng and tie it casually around the waist, it's still okay to be a belt, it's just scorched and black, it's a little ugly!

Turning around, Jiang Heng began to climb towards the bottom of the cliff step by step......

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On the way back to the village, Jiang Heng learned about the setting of this world from the ghost king Gu Weihan, who was dormant in the black rope.

After all...... In the past three years, he has been just a cripple in the village, and he has only come into contact with those small villagers, and the world they know is only this small mountain village.

Even if he Jiang Heng wanted to toss again, in the absence of a way, he could only obediently sit on a frog at the bottom of a well.

Well, now, a ghost king appeared by his side. Counterattack, the time for change has come.

But I just don't know if it's really going to work......

Because according to the routine, the road ahead cannot be so smooth!

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It's not ......

Just when Jiang Heng went down the mountain and had already arrived at the entrance of the village.

In the distance, I saw a thick smoke rising from the direction of my house, which went straight to the top of the mountain.

Jiang Heng, who was not good at the secret road, limped and sped up and ran in the direction of his house.

When he was about to arrive at the door of the house, he saw Polai Sangouzi holding a torch dangling at the door of his yard that had been shrouded in flames.

Jiang Heng angrily yelled at the three ditches: "Why do you want to burn my house!"

"Stinky boy, you're back alive!"

The torch in Sangouzi's hand shook, and he looked at Jiang Heng with a wicked smile: "I thought you died in the ravine......! Just right!"

"Bastard!" Jiang Heng looked at the yard that had been engulfed in fire and couldn't save it, and yelled at Sangouzi angrily and hatefully: "Why?

"Why...... Hehe, I'll tell you when you're dead!"

As he spoke, Sangouzi held a torch and smashed it towards Jiang Heng.

Just when the scorching flame was about to burn Jiang Heng's skin, his hand was suddenly wrapped in a sudden black gas, and he stretched out coldly and grabbed the torch directly.

And it's the flaming end!

The scorching fire was grabbed in the palm of his hand by Jiang Heng with his hand, as if he had no pain, his eyes looked indifferently at the three ditches at the other end of the torch.

Jiang Heng asked in a cold tone, "The person you want me to kill for me is him?"

I don't know who this is asking for?

But Sangouzi knew that he was definitely not asking himself! He could even feel that the person in front of him was no longer Jiang Heng! Then Jiang Heng could not have such a ......

What like that?

He probably didn't have time to think about what was going on.

It's just that in that short moment, I saw that the torch was directly crushed by Jiang Heng with his hand. Flames scattered all over the ground. The next moment, it was still the same hand, ghostly under his neck.

Didn't give him any chance to struggle.

Just a "click", Sangouzi's neck has been broken.

Then, the hand didn't let go......

Continuing to stay at Sangouzi's neck, the blood and qi in Sangouzi's whole body had condensed to the position of Jiang Heng's palm at an extremely fast speed. Until Sangouzi's whole person was drained of blood, like a zombie's hand.

The hand was released.....

Sangouzi, who became a dry corpse, fell sideways at Jiang Heng's feet.

Jiang Heng's eyes were indifferent, revealing endless darkness. He didn't even look down at the three ditches that had become a dry corpse......

Stretch out your hand and wave it......

accompanied by a cold voice: "You are an ant, you don't even have the qualifications to become a ghost pawn of this king!"

The dried corpse instantly turned into powder, scattered in the air, and swallowed by the spreading flames.......