Seven days later, in front of the majestic Candle Ghost Palace, Luo Jiuqiu and others slowly appeared.

The Candle Ghost King's Mansion stands on a high mountain with no trees, occupying a peak alone, very powerful and domineering, and the peak is full of white bones and magma.

The sky was still dark.

According to the owner of the winery, the territory of the ghost clan has never had a sun.

At the gate of the ghost king's mansion, the ghost mountain and the sea of ghosts, but in an orderly manner, the ghosts who came to congratulate the birthday were either holding congratulatory gifts or black paper orders in their hands, obediently waiting to check and enter the house, and did not dare to make a mistake at all.

Luo Jiuqiu was too lazy to line up, and glanced at the owner of the winery, the boss hurriedly nodded, stepped forward, and talked to the doorkeeper at the door, stuffing a lot of silver and treasures, but people just wouldn't let him.

The boss secretly scolded this ghost for looking for death, but he didn't have the courage to make a mistake, his eyes rolled in a flash, and he said in a low voice: "My lord has just come out of retreat, and his mana is profound, and it is unlimited. ”

The Candle Ghost King has always liked to recruit talents, and his external performance has always attached importance to talents.

The attitude of the gatekeeper who was above the top changed slightly, he glanced at Luo Jiuqiu, and asked, "In this case, how many black paper orders does your lord have?" ”

Ordinary ghosts are ghosts if they get a black paper order, and if they get three, they are VIPs, and those who get ten are still at the top of the Candle Ghost Palace.

The boss glanced at the ignorant and fearless keeper with pity, pretended to cough, and then slowly took out the long gift box hidden behind him.

The gatekeeper didn't care, thinking that this ghost was going to stuff things again, thinking that it was some kind of vassal and elegant ancient painting. But I don't want to, as soon as the box opens, there is a box full of black paper orders, not to mention hundreds of them!

"Gollum."

The gatekeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, his lips were dry, his whole body was sweating profusely, and he crawled in front of Luo Jiuqiu, bent down respectfully, and shouted: "Honored guest, please!" Ladies and gentlemen, please! ”

"Huh."

Luo Jiuqiu chuckled, nodded kindly, and floated in front of the stunned ghosts with a group of people.

Only then did the gatekeeper dare to raise his sleeve and wipe the hot sweat on his forehead, muttering to himself, this strength is comparable to Mr. Huo in Fuzhong. You must know that Mr. Huo was specially invited by the Candle Ghost King from the Dragon Mountain many years ago, and it is not too much to say that he is the second person in the mansion.

The gatekeeper's heart jumped, and he hurriedly ordered the guards on the side, saying: "Go and report to the big butler, there is a great guest with profound mana coming, but you have to be careful to greet it, that is the strength of hundreds of black paper orders!" ”

Maybe it's the next Mr. Huo.

The guards hurriedly responded, turned into a gust of wind and ran away.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't care about the shock he brought at all, and swaggered into the Candle Ghost Palace.

The strange melody in the house is melodious, the dead souls of the maids shuttle, many guests are in groups of threes and twos, standing in the garden to enjoy the flowers, there are tables and chairs on one side, and the table is full of black food and wine.

The chairs were all made of white bone, and strangely fresh, blood gushed from the cracks in the bones, gurgling and bleeding all over the floor.

The ghost stepped on it, "cooing", sticky and harsh.

His nose smelled bloody, and every breath was suffocating.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at the strange and colorful flowers full of teeth and sarcoma, glanced at the dark leaves that a maid chewed in her mouth from time to time, raised her eyebrows, and commented: "The Candle Ghost King's taste is really unique. ”

The boss didn't dare to comment, so he only bowed down and whispered: "The Candle Ghost King is also a particularly fierce and powerful one among the nine ghost kings, and has a keen sense of smell, and likes blood the most. This Candle Ghost King's Mansion is seen on the bones of the eaten human race. ”

After that, the boss suddenly remembered the identities of Luo Jiuqiu and the others, hurriedly shut up, and carefully observed Luo Jiuqiu's face.

Fortunately, Luo Jiuqiu didn't care about it. It's just that this candle ghost king has a keen sense of smell, which is not easy to do. If you smell that they are individuals, it will be miserable.

At this time, a tall ghost clan wearing armor passed by, and just took three steps and retreated back with a bang.

The armored ghost frowned and stared at the copper bell's big eyes, and drank coldly: "What smell do you have?" ”

Everyone's hearts sank.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "What taste?" ”

The armored ghost frowned, and immediately took out two bottles of blood and poured them down, then recited the incantation, his eyes lit up, he inhaled fiercely, and then pointed at Luo Jiuqiu in shock, and said, "How can you have the smell of immortals?!" You ......"

Before the armor ghost finished speaking, he was twisted off his neck by the dark secret realm true spirit Lingchen who suddenly appeared, and clusters of black flowers and trees struck from the darkness, drowning and devouring the armor ghost in an instant.

Lingchen bit his lip, innocently opened his big watery eyes, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I accidentally killed him." ”

Luo Jiuqiu clapped his hands slowly and said, "It's okay. ”

She didn't even care what the armored ghost had just said, and turned her eyes to the frightened winery owner.

The whole ghost of the winery owner was trembling, he wanted to scream, he wanted to turn around and run, but he didn't dare.

There was a commotion around them.

The boss hurriedly whispered and quickly reminded: "Just now that is a fierce general under the Candle Ghost King, the leader of the younger generation, who has become famous at the age of just two hundred, it is said that he is a wild relative of the Candle Ghost King who has made eight hundred turns, and his nose is very smart." ”

In fact, the boss wanted to say "you kill him, you are finished", but he was weak and he didn't dare at all.

Luo Jiuqiu nodded thoughtfully and looked at Yunfu.

It seems that with the current disguise alone, I am afraid that I can't hide it from the Candle Ghost King.

Yunfu slowly stretched out his hand, pulled Luo Jiuqiu over, and then, closed his eyes slightly, and kissed him.

Luo Jiuqiu's eyes widened, and her cold lips were imprinted on her lips, and a trace of cold aura flowed into Luo Jiuqiu's body through the lips of the two of them.

Luo Jiuqiu was cold, and couldn't help but shiver.

As Yunfu's pure aura entered her body, Luo Jiuqiu's aura changed instantly, she was like a piece of ice, silent, without body temperature or heartbeat, just like a tall ghost clan who had practiced special exercises.

The others were dumbfounded.

The guards who had just received the news and hurriedly arrived with weapons in their hands looked at each other.

Yunfu let go of Luo Jiuqiu, and at the same time shot out several streaks of cold ice into the bodies of Yonghuai, Baihe and others.

Everyone only felt cold, and their own bodies did not obey the call at all.

Yunfu whispered in Luo Jiuqiu's ear, "They are now your puppets. ”

The ghost clan is naturally good at cultivation, and cultivating a puppet control technique is nothing.

In the eyes of other ghost clans, Luo Jiuqiu, Yunfu and the others are all the same exercises, they belong to the kind of exercises such as cold ice, except for Yunfu and Luo Jiuqiu, the cold aura on the other people is slightly weaker, so they are naturally subordinate.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't care about this, she grabbed Yunfu's robe and pulled the person in, and said slowly: "Sword Venerable, you cultivate the Ruthless Dao, right?" ”

"Nope." Yunfu stared straight into Luo Jiuqiu's eyes and slowly spoke: "I cultivate the Killing Dao." ”