Thinking of this, she stopped chanting and slowly opened her eyes.

The characters that shimmered with golden light floated beside her, gilding her with a layer of golden light, and they all looked inexplicably holy.

However, fortunately she couldn't see it herself, otherwise she would definitely complain that she looked like krypton gold at this time.

Zhuo Hua looked coldly at the group of hesitant ghost cultivators in front of him, and hooked the corners of his lips. Cold words flowed from between her teeth, like a sudden hail in the scorching sun. "You all know what this hurt is, what, do you want to try?" At the end, her voice was slightly raised, and there was a hint of seductive charm.

All the ghosts, you look at me, I look at you, no one retreats, but no one comes forward.

To put it bluntly, everyone doesn't want to be the one who rushes to death first.

"Fairies have mercy."

The voice in the distance made Zhuohua stunned. She looked up and saw two ghosts, one black and one white, hurrying in her direction.

Unlike these ghost cultivators, those two didn't wear hats. And it's not like these ghost cultivators are complete soul bodies, their soul bodies are actually a little solid.

Seeing these two, all the ghost cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. They saluted the two in unison and shouted in unison, "King! ”

It seems to be the joy of the rest of the life, and the cry today is much louder than before.

"Ahem." The White Ghost King stepped forward and said very politely, "The fairy is a guest in my ghost world, and I hope the fairy will not be blamed." ”

Zhuohua stood there and looked at him fixedly, smiling with a smile in his eyebrows.

The King saw that the atmosphere was a little relaxed, and then he continued, "This time we were rude, I don't know...... I don't know if the fairy can put away those runes, if it hurts people, it won't be good. As he spoke, he looked at the runes that were still surrounding Zhuo Hua with some embarrassment.

Zhuohua smiled heartily, "Naturally." After saying that, those words instantly turned into golden streamers and disappeared.

She's not here to fight, and it's great that she can settle it peacefully.

After all, if she really faced these two ghost kings, even if she could mobilize the power of the Buddha, she would not necessarily be the opponent of these two.

Watching those words glowing with golden light disappear, the stiff backs of the ghosts finally relaxed.

"I heard that the fairy wants to ask for something, why don't you go to the ghost hall with the two of us, and let's sit down and talk." The White Ghost King smiled kindly and extended an invitation to Zhuohua.

Zhuohua didn't have any reason to excuse herself, she bowed slightly, "I'm bothered." ”

"Please."

It wasn't until the figures of the three disappeared that these ghost cultivators dispersed. It's just that today's scene still left an indelible shadow on them in the end.

Zhuohua followed the two ghost kings to the ghost hall. Compared with the outside, the cold air here is heavier, and the feeling of this breath is similar to the resentment.

There are two colors in the temple, one is black and the other is white, and the two colors account for half of each color, which is surprisingly harmonious.

The three of them sat opposite each other.

"The fairy wants to please the ghost beads?" The White Ghost King smiled and asked.

"You know?" Zhuohua asked in surprise.

"Nature."

"We often send little ghosts there to collect grievances, and we know a lot of things." The King said with some smugness, "It's just that we didn't expect a monk to come to us to pick up this thing. ”。

"Resentment ......" Zhuohua muttered, but was listened to by the two ghost kings.