In the dark night, the shade of wind blew across the Murong Mansion, and a ghost energy instantly surrounded the Murong Mansion. Countless ghosts surrounded the Murong Mansion like ants, densely packed and extremely terrifying.
Murong Yun picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then sneered: "Hmph, the Ghost King's pomp is so big, I just don't know what it's worth to visit late at night?"
Murong Yun glanced around her coldly. The area of ​​a hundred miles was like a hell. The land of Shura was full of evil ghosts, and the ghost energy soared into the sky, covering the sky like a black cloth.
But Murong Yun was not afraid at all, but people were alert and their eyes were always observing.
Guo Jia, who is also in the Tenth Palace, dared not say a word. He looked into the distance. His strength from the Ghost Emperor was not a little different.
The first evil ghost in the tenth halls, and the strongest evil ghost in the tenth halls, is about to come.
Cheng Yi and the hunchbacked old woman next to them swallowed their saliva, and their foreheads were constantly sweating. This was the first time they saw such a show. These numbers of evil ghosts were enough to eat them clean and not leave any bones.
"Hahaha, Fei Chuqi, why are you so down and out? You have to possess such a moderate woman."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and the speed was very fast. No one could see clearly how he appeared. In a short while, there was a ghost on the chair.
The ghost was more than two meters tall, covered in a black robe and black hat, and no one could see clearly, but the ghost power emitted from his body made people afraid to look at his face, because any offense would ruin his life.
The terrifying evil ghost in front of you is the strongest ghost in the ten halls, Mingyuan!
The Ghost King's posture can compete with the King of Hell, and the evil ghosts who have disrupted the Yin and Yang realms are frightening.
"Haha, Fei Chuqi, no one has called this name for a long time." Murong Yun touched her body. This body was called Murong Yun, and she was also called Murong Yun.
The previous name seems to be no longer important, and if you forget it, you will forget it.
"What are you here to find me? It's not just to reminisce about the past, right?" Murong Yun looked at him squintly. This guy would not enter the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and there would be no good things.
Mingyuan did not hesitate and directly expressed his purpose: "Chu Qi, I want to find descendants of ghost patterns. Now that Xuan Needle is in the world, I will tattoo a ghost pattern on me, and I will definitely be able to fight the King of Hell."
Murong Yun smiled and snorted coldly: "You should know that ghost tattoo masters have rules. You cannot give ghost tattoos. Those with tattoos will die. Do you think anyone dares to give you a tattoo?"
"I will kill him if you don't sign!" Ming Yuan raised his hand and made a move to wipe his neck.
"Kill him? If you tattoo, you will die. Why should others succumb to you?" Murong Yun reminded.
"Hahaha..." Ming Yuan suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was extremely gloomy, "That's right, that's why I came to you. Don't you have a Guo Jia under your command?"
After saying that, Mingyuan's eyes swept towards Guo Jia. Although it was painful for the Tenth Palace, Mingyuan was extremely disdainful of Guo Jia.
It’s not that Ming Yuan had any objections to Guo Jia, but that he felt that except for himself, the other ten palaces were all garbage!
Guo Jia remained indifferent and continued to play the chess in front of him. With Murong Yun as his backing, there was nothing to panic about? He was a smart person.
"Ghost Emperor, you're so arrogant. You're just here to use my people." Murong Yun replied sarcastically. She... never suffered a loss. For her, nothing is free.
"Whatever you need is open, I can do it. I can do it for everything in this world." Ming Yuan was generous, and he knew that there was no free lunch in the world.
"It's easy to say, since the Ghost Emperor has spoken, I'm not polite." After Murong Yun finished speaking, he hit the wall, three meters away from the air, and with a bang, the wall collapsed, and at the same time, a coffin fell down.
Ming Yuan looked at the coffin and was a little lost: "Chu Qi, are you even doing your own master? I haven't let him be peaceful after being dead for so many years. I even dug out her body. It's even more rebellious than me!"
Murong Yun shook her head: "No, you misunderstood me. I am the one who is the most filial and loves my master the most. I just want to...revive her."
"Are you crazy? People die like a lamp that goes out. If you want to return to the sun, it is impossible to go against the will of heaven. If I can really be resurrected, then I will resurrect myself." Ming Yuan said coldly. Fei Chuqi was thinking too beautifully, and Ming Yuan knew that she and her master Ming Xi had great grudges, so how could she want to resurrect Ming Xi?
She is filial and loves her master? Bah, why are you talking about it?
"Ghost King, even a person can't resurrect. How can I unify the underworld and control the underworld? Is this too incompetent?" Murong Yun continued to be sarcastic, as if stimulating the underworld.
Ming Yuan was said this and was detrimental to his face. He suddenly became furious. He saw his palms slap out, and several ghost auras made a demon-like cry, thick and cold, directly knocking Guo Jia, Cheng Yi, and the hunchbacked old woman out, crashing through three holes, the house was shaking, and ghost aura hit the foundation and the roof, which was extremely terrifying.
"vomit……"
Guo Jia and the others fell to the ground at the same time and spit out a few mouthfuls of dirty blood. They were both in the Tenth Palace, but they had no power to fight back, let alone Cheng Yi and the others. If Ming Yuan really wanted to kill them just now, he would be able to kill them in an instant. His ghost power was indescribable and he was not of the same level at all.
"Sir Ghost Emperor, what a strong ghost power, but my house is newly renovated, don't break it." Murong Yun's expression was not ripple or afraid. She picked up the fragrant tea and took a few sips, staring at Mingyuan and said.
"Hahaha... Chu Qi, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Ming Yuan suddenly burst into laughter again, but never attacked Murong Yun.
Murong Yun smiled: "Haha, what are the benefits of killing me?"
"I never need a reason for killing people." Ming Yuan said word by word, "But I don't want to kill you because you are worthy of talking to me. Others don't even have the qualifications to look at me."
"Oh, thank you Lord Ghost Emperor for loving you. The little girl is grateful." Murong Yun bowed and thanked her, sarcastic.
Mingyuan did not care about her, but lifted Mingxi's coffin: "If a person dies, he will die. Even if he is resurrected, he will no longer be the same person as before. I will resurrect her, but it is not the resurrection you understand. You can do my business for me, otherwise... I will kill you, hahaha..."
Mingyuan laughed loudly, the ghost flashed, and then disappeared, and even the coffin of Mingxi disappeared.
Only then did Guo Jia and the others dare to struggle to get up, but they were injured and their souls were cracked and painful. Cheng Yi and the hunchbacked old woman had internal organs surging and vomiting blood. Although they did not take their lives, they did suffer a lot.
"Sir, it seems that I have to plot against Tang Hao. This guy from Mingyuan is difficult to deal with. We cannot offend him." Murong Yun ordered.
Guo Jia rubbed his chest: "Yes, sir!"
Chapter completed!