The son of the Han family smiled, revealing his small white teeth.

"Okay, I'll be your brother, and I'll let Daddy and Auntie adopt you."

He stretched out his hand towards the little ghost king.

The little ghost king looked at the white and tender little hands, a little stunned, and after a while, she continued to ask, "Are you serious?" ”

The son of the Han family nodded, "Of course, Daddy taught me that a gentleman is hard to chase!" ”

The little ghost king is illiterate, and he doesn't know any famous sayings, but he only knows that the son of the Han family happily agreed.

Han Zhiyu and his wife were really kind-hearted, and when they saw their son come back with a cute little girl, they adopted him without saying a word.

The little ghost king was very happy.

Finally, she has a brother and parents who love her!

She left her territory and returned home with Han Zhiyu.

She is a ghost king, and if she wants to walk and live in the sun, she has to use her ghost power, but Han Zhiyu's family will be contaminated with ghost energy, which will affect her luck and longevity.

Where does the little ghost king know so much, she just wants to be with her family.

But the son of the Han family was the youngest, and he couldn't bear it and fell ill first.

Han Zhiyu and his wife searched for famous doctors for him and took bitter medicines, but to no avail.

A subordinate secretly said to the husband and wife: "Master, madam, you bring the young lady back, the young master will fall ill, she ...... She may be a lonely star, destined for misfortune, otherwise she would not be fatherless and motherless, such a person, if she continues to keep her, I am afraid that the young master's illness will never get better. ”

Han Zhiyu frowned.

On the one hand, they are worried that their son's illness will not improve, but on the other hand, they are afraid that the little ghost king will not be able to live without them.

Mrs. Han felt sorry for her own son, so she proposed to send the little ghost king to Zhuangzi to raise her first, and see if her son's illness would get better before making plans.

The little ghost king overheard this, and he was already angry.

In her opinion, if Han Zhiyu and his wife want to send themselves away, it is equivalent to abandoning themselves.

She immediately became full of ghosts, revealing her ghost form, and was about to destroy the Han family.

Unexpectedly, a Yuanying monk followed the ghost qi to find him, and the monk happened to be a Fu Xiu, and one of his ghost suppression talismans made the little ghost king miserable.

After a few rounds, the little ghost king couldn't parry, and he was deeply trapped in the annihilation talisman array, and he was about to scatter when he saw it.

Han Zhiyu hurriedly came over to plead: "Heavenly Master! She's my daughter, please be merciful! ”

Mrs. Han also said: "Yes, please also ask the Heavenly Master to show mercy and let her have a chance to be reincarnated." ”

Even though the little ghost king was in pain, he also heard the words of the two of them clearly, and looked at them blankly.

"Ahem! You can call the poor road a real person who chops wood. Xuanjing Mochen swept away, with an unfathomable appearance, "She is the ghost king of the disaster party, and you have only been around for a month, and you have been contaminated with a lot of ghost energy, and your son is seriously ill, precisely because of this." Now that you know her true identity, you should retreat, and then ask the heavenly thunder to destroy her. ”

Han Zhiyu stood in front of the talisman array, his expression anxious: "Real person! She became a ghost king at a young age, it can be seen that she has suffered, and she also asks the real person to be kind and give her a way to live! ”

Yes, she was indeed cut alive by her biological parents, and died of pain and bleeding. But that's not a reason for her to be evil! She has harmed so many people, heaven can't tolerate it! Xuan Jing Mo Zhengse said.

More importantly, if he kills the ghost king, he will be able to obtain a certain amount of merit, thereby enhancing his cultivation.

After all, he had stayed in the Yuanying Realm for too long.

When Mrs. Han heard this, she hid her face and cried bitterly: "Real person! She was so abused to death by her biological parents, why can't you open the net?! ”

She only resents herself now that she didn't treat the little ghost king better.

Han Zhiyu also had red eyes, "Real person, our couple is willing to give her ten years of yang life in exchange for a glimmer of life." ”

"No, the ghost king is the ghost king, and for any reason, it cannot be forgiven."

Xuanjing swept the ink dust and rolled the two to the side.

A Heavenly Thunder Talisman is offered.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and thunder was intensive.

Han Zhiyu struggled and still wanted to save the ghost king, but Xuan Jingmo felt that he was in the way, and swept out with one palm, making Han Zhiyu dizzy and falling to the ground.

The thunder had fallen, and the thunder exploded, and the heavens and the earth were as bright as day.

"Don't !!" Han Zhiyu shouted.

"Daddy...... Ah Niang ......, "The little ghost king felt that the thunder was fierce, and this time she must have been scattered, and she was so afraid that she closed her eyes."

Even if she is a thousand-year-old ghost king, she is a five-year-old child after all.

However—

Just when she thought she was about to accept severe pain, she fell into a warm embrace.

The man was holding her in one hand.

The breath was obviously strong, but it was not aggressive, and she did not feel any discomfort, but felt warm and peaceful.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a woman who was beautiful and incomprehensible, clear and beautiful to cleanse the world, her red and black dress fluttered in the wind, just a finger to pick up, became blocked by the thunder, and then broke the talisman array.

Xuan Jingmo was shocked, and saw that although the woman was beautiful, there was a faint ghostly aura lingering.

"Where did the 10,000-year-old ghost come from!" Xuanjing's ink dust was retracted, and the bright sword flew over and slashed straight down.

If you subdue her, you will surely be of immeasurable merit.

The woman's beautiful eyes were slightly raised.

Slender fingers gripped his sword with ease.

Together with the spiritual power of the sword body, it seems to have been burned out.

Her lips opened slightly: "You little Taoist priest is so angry, you can only cultivate like this in this life." ”

Xuan Jingmo's sword couldn't be drawn, and no matter how much spiritual power was mobilized, it was incinerated when it rushed out.

He sweated profusely on his forehead and exclaimed.

Because he had been slashing and killing demon cultivators for many years, he had never tried to lose face like he did today.

"How about the poor road, it's not your turn to talk about this 10,000-year-old ghost!" Xuanjing Mo was angry, "You are a ghost, you know what to cultivate, what do you know about cultivating immortals!" ”

"Huh." The woman let out a sneer.

A divine seal appeared on her forehead, and the divine power between her fingers converged, directly shaking Xuanjing Mo away.

Xuan Jingmo rolled to the ground, and the spiritual power in his body continued to surge, and then he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The sword was stuck in front of him.

The woman was very displeased: "Although I have lived more than how many years, but you open your mouth and close your mouth and say that you are a 10,000-year-old ghost, do you know that this woman is very rude." ”

Xuan Jingmo looked at the red divine seal on her forehead, and was already shocked.

Who has supreme divine power and netherworld power, but who else is there but the god of the underworld?!

He hurriedly knelt down: "Poor Dao to meet the god of the underworld!" ”

From Han Zhiyu's point of view, he happened to only see the side face of the god of the underworld and the divine seal.

Then he fainted.

The boss said this and stopped.

Xie Beihan was listening to it, and when he saw that he didn't continue, he immediately became angry: "You go on, why don't you go on?" ”

He also wanted to know if the real person who chopped wood was killed by the god of the underworld, and what happened to the little ghost king.

- Quietly Mimi's early update today.

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