what do you feel?

Qin Qing and Muyang were all at a loss, but Su Xiaomi was a little different from Wu Rong's changes in the blood contract, but his current strength is too weak to grasp the key.

"Some nasty guy woke up."

The coffin old man didn't expect the three of them to say anything, he was dissatisfied and talked to himself. Half of his body was shriveled, and the bandages were scorched black and brittle, as if they might burst at any moment. This is what he looked like after he came out of the Sonoran Desert. Qin Qing guessed that the temple that suddenly appeared in the desert might have something to do with the old man in the coffin. If he got something, it was in his precious black coffin.

It's a pity that guessing is just guessing. The huge gap in strength made Qin Qing calm down and yawned quietly. During this period of time, they rested during the day and traveled at night. They couldn't sleep well, and couldn't eat well. The ghosts raised by Qin Qing and Muyang were also intimidated by the coffin old man and became weak. In just a few days, the three of Qin Qing were so dispirited that they looked like ghosts just by looking at their faces.

They also didn't want to know what the coffin old man felt, and they all wandered away, thinking about when they could rest. Who would have thought that after sitting on the coffin and muttering for a while, the old man turned over and lifted the coffin.

"Let's go, go back."

The coffin old man was domineering, several bandages rushed out suddenly, wrapped Qin Qing Muyang into a cocoon in an instant, and tied it to the coffin.

"What's wrong?"

Su Xiaomi wondered, the bandage was like another world, unless he was stronger than the old man in the coffin, he would not be able to perceive the situation outside. Along the way, Su Xiaomi never showed that he and the old man in the coffin were in the same group, and only now said a few more words.

Of course, he didn't expect a response. After all, the coffin old man hates it very much. Even if you ask him anything, he still has the kind of attitude that can kill people's anger. Su Xiaomi's temper also explodes. And for ghosts, it is good for ghosts to be with higher-ranking ghost kings. In the past few days, Su Xiaomi's ghost brother has improved a little bit.

Because of this, every time Su Xiaomi couldn't help but feel angry, she advised herself to be calm and not to be as knowledgeable as the old man in the coffin. After coming down a few times, he was almost used to his dog temper.

It's just that Su Xiaomi didn't expect that the coffin old man would answer him this time. Although the answer made Su Xiaomi furious, wishing to get rid of him.

"Oh my old man, why are you still so weak now."

The old man in the coffin seemed to be looking at Su Xiaomi just now, and his tone was surprised, and Su Xiaomi's ears were very strange: "Didn't this experience make you stronger? The king of ghosts, if you want me to tell you, can you It's kind of lazy."

Su Xiaomi almost vomited blood! He immediately taunted: "What have you experienced? If it's about the child's skills, then I have indeed improved a lot."

On the way, he only saw the old man in the coffin and Qin Qingmuyang, and he was so exhausted that he was physically and mentally exhausted. How dare this little man in bandages call him lazy!

"Are you blaming me, buddy? If you want me to say that if a person is too weak, he should reflect on himself first. Instead of being jealous of his hard-working colleagues."

The old man in the coffin shook his head: "Compared to..., you are too weak now. This is not acceptable. We must know that our greatest enemy has awakened, and we must be prepared to fight for the king. Like you are now, I am afraid Not even getting a chance to fight—"

"Our worst enemy?"

Su Xiaomi was surprised and said that the old man in the coffin has always treated everyone with his chin raised to the sky, and no one paid attention to it. Now he actually heard the words 'the most powerful enemy' from his mouth. Su Xiaomi couldn't believe it, and couldn't help feeling tense, and asked in a low voice as if facing an enemy, "Who is it?"

At the same time, various powerful forces also circled in his mind, most of them were forces outside the sub-alliance. After all, there are so many ghost kings behind Wu Rong, and there are Master Lingyun and Fu Qing on the human side, Su Xiaomi really can't think of anyone in the Asian Federation who is qualified to be their biggest enemy.

"Chunyangzi Fu Qing!"

The coffin old man was categorical, with ghostly aura and fierce aura: "He is our biggest enemy. I said earlier that we would kill him while he was weak. Putting him behind is very difficult to deal with—"

"Didn't Fu Qing marry Brother Rong?"

Su Xiaomi was puzzled, ignored the suddenly froze old man, and analyzed on his own: "Or is there someone with the same name as Brother Fu? You are really talking about Brother Fu. How did he become our greatest enemy? Could it be..."

Could it be that there was something wrong with their relationship and they turned against each other?

The more Su Xiaomi thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. Just when he was trying to figure it out, a black shadow approached him. Thanks to Su Xiaomi dodging in time, otherwise he would have been staggered. He looked up and found that it was the black coffin.

"what are you doing!"

Su Xiaomi said unhappy. But the coffin old man who usually quarreled with him didn't respond this time. He wobbled as if he had lost his soul, carried the coffin and walked out the door, feeling very depressed: "Let's go, I'm going back."

"Are you still in such a hurry?"

Su Xiaomi didn't have any objections either, and came up to help carry the second half of the coffin, hesitantly and curiously said: "Even if Brother Rong and Brother Fu have a real relationship problem, they shouldn't turn against each other..."

However, the coffin old man just ignored him and kept his mouth tightly shut. After being annoyed by the question, he simply wrapped it in a bandage, rolled up Su Xiaomi and put it on the coffin. He carried the coffin and walked to the customs quickly. There were no tears, so I could only howl dryly, and the sound spread far away, scaring all the foreign ghosts in Huangquan to be as silent as chickens, not daring to move.

"I have to hurry, go back quickly...in case...Wang gets married...this time we can't let Yunzhongke and Hongxiu take the lead again."

The sound gradually weakened as the shadow left, until it could no longer be heard.

After all, the American League and the Riyadh League are far away, and no matter how powerful the momentum spreads here, it feels weak, and only the top few people and the ghost king can sense it. And the ghost kings in the local ghost domain of the Sub-Federation suffered disaster.

In the site of the battlefield between Master Fu and the Bone Ghost King in the past, the crimson soil was like a quagmire slowly puffing up several bubbles. A scarlet bone frame was soaked in the soil, half of its body was lazily exposed, and occasionally there was a purple thunderbolt. Now, it does not dodge, the injured bones heal at a faster rate, the red color gradually changes to reddish purple, and the lightning damage to it becomes less and less.

Since the remnant soul left, the Bone Ghost King, who had been suppressed for decades, gradually recovered. It was originally the powerful Nine Star Ghost King, and it recovered very quickly after the suppression. It was supposed to leave two weeks ago, but it didn't leave. Instead, it used the remaining Lei Wei to temper its own bones.

"Fu Qingnan, Fu Qingnan—"

The resentful and insidious ghostly aura caused more than a dozen lightning bolts to strike down, and a snake-shaped purple-red lightning crashed down, but was caught in the bone claws by the scarlet skull. He laughed wildly, and the Bone Ghost King laughed wildly amidst the lightning and thunder.

"Hahahaha, Fu Qingnan, you are dead, but I am still alive! Without you, who in this world can stop me now!"

"Who else!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the Bone Ghost King shuddered, and immediately re-buried himself at a faster speed than when he was unearthed just now, without thinking too much. Two bubbles emerged from the quagmire, puncturing the ghostly aura that could feel the Bone Ghost King trembling in disbelief.

"Fu, Fu Qingnan?"

Before dawn is the time when the ghost clan is most active and crazy, but the ghost domain of the Sub-League is quiet. In the depths of the ghost domain, once the territory of the haunted ghost king, now stands an unfinished majestic palace complex. Just by looking at the completed part, you can get a glimpse of how majestic and huge it is, and those who can live in it must be in the ghost domain The strongest king.

After being beaten, he surrendered, and the ghost king of the vampire who commanded his subordinates to build the city completely revealed a vicious ghost image at this moment, looking up to the sky and screaming, with fierce ghost flames: "Find him and kill him!!"

There has been a long-standing enmity between ghosts and celestial masters, and celestial masters will find the ghost king who is about to be promoted and kill him when he is weakest. The powerful ghost king will also go to ambush and kill the outstanding young generation among the celestial masters. It is said that Master Lingyun had a vision in the sky when he was born, and he was attacked by ghost kings no less than a dozen times when he was young. This is still on the premise that he has never been to Longhu Mountain. One can imagine how many outstanding celestial masters who went out to practice were killed by ghosts.

But this time, the aura of a celestial master sensed by the Ghost King of the Yin Mansion made him tremble! Such a powerful enemy must be eliminated in advance!

"Hoo—lantern! Don't you feel it!"

The Ghost King of the Vault roared for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was the only one roaring. He immediately looked dissatisfied at the ghost king next to him—the ghost king with the lamp is not only the supervisor sent by the red-sleeve ghost king, but also a good brother who presided over the construction of the city and designed the lights in the city with him. Although the ghost kings are very territorial, and the two ghost kings will fight each other if they disagree, but the haunted house ghost king and the lantern ghost king hit it off right away, and they cooperate tacitly.

But what's going on now! Why don't good brothers roar together!

The ghost king of the yin house looked angrily, and found that the ghost king with the lantern who was standing beside him just now had disappeared! There was a ghostly look at his feet, and he subconsciously lowered his head, only seeing a puddle of melted wax cakes. The pale face of the Lantern Ghost King floated in the wax oil, and he could vaguely see that he had melted his own subordinates—a group of colorful candle ghosts—into the cake.

The Ghost King of the Yin House was completely stunned.

What's going on here?

"Surrender, I surrender!"

The miserable and sharp ghost howls resounded across the battlefield, and the originally fierce and beautiful red wedding dress ghost king's ghost body almost collapsed completely, and the blood-stained red wedding dress on his body was tattered, unable to withstand the next attack. Looking at the terrifying power, he slammed his sledgehammer at him, the ghost pupil of the wedding dress ghost shrank suddenly, and finally admitted his defeat after the shadow dissipated.

"I surrender!"

boom!

Astonished, the airflow crashed down, and the ground around the ghost king's body sank, and the ground cracked. Her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead, and the sledgehammer was less than half a finger away from her forehead, and if it was a second later, she would be completely killed. No longer hesitating, the wedding dress ghost king cruelly let go of all his defenses, completely exposed his soul and body, and swore to surrender.

The shadow of the sledgehammer left, cold fingers stained with blood fell on her eyebrows, the ghost king of the wedding dress trembled, and the last resentment and resistance dissipated, she prostrated on the ground, allowing the opponent to brand her soul. Following the surrender of the wedding dress ghost king, the blood-clothed female ghosts who were fighting in this ghost domain knelt down one by one, and stopped attacking the enemies that were close at hand. The largest ghost domain in the southeast finally changed hands.

"Get up."

The ruthless female voice sounded, but in the coldness there was a hint of seductive charm. The higher the rank of the ghost king, the more affected by this charm, the ghost king in the wedding dress trembled, lowered his head even more deeply, looked at his nose, nose, nose and heart, not daring to have any thoughts. Because the ghost in front of him was the king of gorgeous ghosts who led the ghost army to sweep across the entire eastern half of the ghost domain and killed the most famous ghosts.

I don't know who the king will fall in love with in the end.

The ghost king in the wedding dress thought wildly, and it took him a long time to realize something strange. The other party was silent, without any reaction, as if absent-minded. The ghost king in the wedding dress dared to look up quickly, but found that the other party was looking at the east, and there was a bit of melancholy in those beautiful eyes that could seduce all living beings, as if there was water, and any ghost who saw this scene would feel distressed , I can't wait to hug the big beauty into my arms to appease!

The wedding dress ghost king also thought about it... so when the other party reached out his hand, instead of resisting, he even puffed out his chest. Her beautiful eyes are hazy, half covered by a red wedding dress, reflected on her pale skin, making her look more charming than a flower, making her even more charming.

But the other party only pulled out her red wedding dress, and then held the wedding dress and remained motionless!

Wedding Dress Ghost King:? ? ?

It is rumored that a woman who dies wearing a wedding dress will condense powerful resentment, and after death will be a ghost. The ghost king of the wedding dress has the strongest ghostly aura, and that is the red wedding dress on her body. Although the ghost king of the wedding dress is not the strongest, her wedding dress is definitely the best-looking, it is softer and more beautiful than the best silk, and the shining red is like fire, magnificent and bright.

In her previous life, Hongxiu went to war as the king, and when she paid for the ghost domain, she also fought against the wedding dress ghost king. At that time, she killed the other party, but kept the wedding dress by special means, and secretly cut and woven it into the appearance of her own design. It was the most beautiful wedding dress in Huangquan, but it was also the beauty hidden in the deepest part of her heart by the red sleeves. She longed for one day to wear this red wedding dress and marry the king she loved.

It's just that Wang's heart is as cold as ice, and no amount of hot love can melt it. Hongxiu finally died, and no one else saw that wedding dress except her.

but now-

Thinking of the breath he had just noticed, Hongxiu's evil spirit became more and more serious. Under the terrified eyes of the ghost king of the wedding dress, the red wedding dress was torn into a ball by her angrily, but it loosened its strength just before it was about to be shattered, and was gradually flattened by the red sleeves. During the movement, her eyes have returned to calm.

Wang's lover will definitely be the best.

Even if that person is not her red sleeve, even if the other party is a celestial master, even if he was the mortal enemy of Huangquan in his previous life. Even if, even if...

She would still knit a wedding dress for him!

The king's wedding must be the best!

Humans and ghosts from all over the world reacted differently, but they did not affect Wu Rong and Fu Qing who were in the canyon at the moment.

The dark clouds were dyed into a dazzling golden yellow by the golden light, and the male voice chanted mantras that others could not understand, desolate and sad, like a sacrifice in ancient times. Fu Qing stood alone between the sky and the earth, his lonely figure contained some kind of shocking power. Power is always associated with destruction and destruction, but when she is really in this place, Wu Rong only feels calm and peaceful.

The golden light actually only lasted for less than a second or two before dissipating completely, leaving only dots of platinum flames. Did you make it? Wu Rong looked nervously, at the same time Fu Qing turned around. In his arms the boy slept peacefully. His skin was neither pale like ghosts, nor gray like ghost boys, but a healthy wheat color.

The hero Kukuka, is back.