"Thank you, Lord Bai Gu, for your compliment."
Gu Han still had that arrogant tone and said loudly, "You can leave the future of the ghost clan to me!"
"..."
Bai Gu's tone was choked.
Mowu must die!
The murderous intention returned in his heart, and he secretly thought about how to deal with Gu Han.
The bones must not be left behind!
Coincidentally, Gu Han also pronounced his death sentence in his heart.
"White bones."
Gui Sanniang felt very relieved and said with a pun, "This is just the beginning, not the end."
A Gu Han.
A sapling.
The pain she had experienced when facing one person and one tree was about to be experienced by Baigu personally!
"alright."
The voice of the Red River Ghost Lord sounded again, "Since the victory has been decided, let this matter be considered over and never be mentioned again in the future!"
"What I want to see."
"This is healthy competition, not internal fighting filled with selfish desires, do you understand?"
"yes!"
Ergui felt a chill in his heart and did not dare to speak back.
"That's all."
After typing a few words, Honghe Ghost Lord said again, "Come here, I have something else to say...Mowu, you come too."
"yes!"
Gu Han's expression perked up.
He has done so much, first showing his wisdom and then showing his strength, just to get into the top management!<
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Watch now.
Not busy in vain!
"Walk!"
Ghost Sanniang didn't even look at Bai Gu. She put on her palace clothes and left with Gu Han.
In situ.
Bai Gu was silent for a moment and then followed.
In the corner.
"Won?"
Yuan Xiaoxia still pinched Shumiaozi's arm tightly, with an expression that she had not recovered from.
Snapped!
Shumiaozi swatted her hand away with a look of disgust on his face, "I told you earlier that I would win, yet you still pinch me!"
"I'm nervous..."
"Then why don't you pinch yourself?"
"I'm afraid of pain..."
Sapling "???"
…
Hall of Bones.
Thousands of feet high in the sky.
Compared to the place below, it was even more gloomy and gloomy, with wisps of dim yellow mist rising and falling, like living creatures, constantly getting into Gu Han's skin.
Although the injury has not improved.
But the ghost power in his body, which had long been exhausted, slowly recovered.
He was thoughtful.
These mists are the embodiment of the "Quanzi Monument" law, and are something that the Underworld Ghost Clan cannot live without.
"Mowu."
"You really impressed me."
As the mist circulated, along with a gentle voice, a bone throne appeared in front of Gu Han.
Three feet high.
One foot wide.
The bones are dense and domineering, but there is also a hint of aloofness and inviolability!
only.
The throne was facing away from him, so he couldn't see who was sitting on it.
The strong smell of blood came.
But there are bright red blood springs flowing continuously in the gaps of the Bone Throne, forming a self-circulating cycle, like a river of blood. If you look closely, it looks like a cloak.
"See you, Your Majesty!"
Ghost Sanniang and Bai Gu, who came late, bowed respectfully.
Bloody cloak, Red River Ghost King!
Chapter completed!