This is the first time Ji Qing has heard of Fairy Wuling in this life.
"I wonder who Fairy Wuling is? She was actually received by King Chu Jiang, one of the ten ghost kings."
Everyone had weird looks in their eyes. Even Wang Mian, who was calm and dignified, couldn't help but get embarrassed. The most exaggerated one was an ugly guy.
"The Fairy of the Mist Spirit is playing the Ghost King, doesn't Fellow Daoist Ji not know about it? There are performances every day in the Chu Palace." The ugly ghost rubbed his chin and looked at Ji Qing in fascination, as if he had discovered a new world and said: "Don't be afraid of this.
You will still be a baby until you die, right?"
Ji Qing originally had a faint smile, but her eyes instantly turned cold.
The aura on his body was confused for a moment, and was quickly suppressed by her. Lu Leyao had been with him for many years, and he was a keen observer. How could he not notice the abnormality? The aura just now was not Ji Qing's.
Who is this person?
Two souls in one body?
Can there be symbiosis between the two?
Or, is this just Grandpa Space?
Ji Qing was filled with murderous intent, and the five soul-tempering nails between her fingers were shining coldly. The scene was deathly silent, and Wang Mian actually lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes as if to stand by and watch.
It's interesting that Wang Mian, the head of the family, wants to let an outsider kill a member of his own family. What's the origin of this ugly ghost? Then he can't die like this.
Lu Leyao quickly opened the folding fan. This is a powerful tool for showing off. Every fan king has such a fan. In order to make the appearance more popular, he made it overnight last night.
"Why did you call him Wang?" Lu Leyao put his folding fan against his forehead and pretended to be deep in thought. He pretended to be very tall, like a king looking down at an ant.
In fact, she really didn't know what this ghost's name was.
What kind of existence is Lu Leyao? Even Wang Shi doesn't look at him seriously. What an honor it is to be able to talk to him in such a soft voice!
The ugly ghost quickly stood up and walked a few steps quickly before kneeling on one knee.
"Young Wang Chun of the Wang family has met Master Lu. Master Lu, what are your orders? Even if you tell me, I must be in front of the horse and behind the horse to listen to your orders!"
A pair of dark and gloomy ones, nothing like Brother Zhu just now. Before Lu Leyao could say anything, Wang Chun said to the big man next to Lu Leyao.
"Old Twelve, Master Lu and I hit it off as soon as we met, and we had a very happy conversation. We are also on the same page. You go to my place to be with Wang Shi, but you are also more angry, so we have decided."
Everyone turned their attention to Lu Leyao.
See what my aunt is doing?
Don’t you know that my aunt was forced to work?
Lu Leyao was also confused. When did she have a happy conversation with Wang Chun? She didn't even know.
It seems that Wang Chun, the ugly ghost, is not as hopelessly stupid as he appears on the surface, but Jiang Taigong takes the bait when fishing for a willing person. He is afraid that the one he is catching is her, so it is not unreasonable to spare his life, so that's it
Come on!
Lu Leyao just smiled, arrogantly, like the king of the dark night who had control of everything. He treated others like ants, but he only showed some relief towards Wang Mian.
"Master Lu likes Wang Chun's service, so let him serve you! If there is anything inappropriate about Wang Chun, just say it, and I will point out someone else to be your errand boy."
Lu Leyao swayed his folding fan like the breeze and the bright moon.
"Senior Wang, you're welcome." This was a smooth agreement. Not to mention how strange Wang Mian's expression was. He looked at Wang Shi for a long time before giving an order to Wang Chun, and then gave some words of encouragement, which were quite formulaic.
Wang Chun was as happy as a pie falling from the sky. He bowed his head and kowtowed with a loud banging sound.
"Wang Chun takes the order!"
This matter is considered a foregone conclusion.
Ji Qing wanted to take action but was afraid of Lu Leyao who was next to Wang Chun. She had lost the opportunity and no longer needed to take action. However, the aura on her body became stronger and stronger. Lu Leyao could faintly see the figure behind Ji Qing.
The blue firelight danced non-stop.
Wang Mian called everyone here just for the war, which will take place in half a year.
Luoyue State is far from the ancient battlefield, and it takes exactly half a year to take the flying treasure, so we must set out now to reach the ancient battlefield within half a year.
Like human monks, ghost cultivators have their own storage equipment, and all their finances are stored in the space ring. If it is such an urgent matter, there is no need to bother, and they can set off directly.
The Wang family's flying magic weapon is a bone-carved flying boat. Although the boat is not big, it can have a room for everyone.
Lu Leyao entered the room, took out the magic weapon and with one touch, there was a soul-nourishing fruit in his hand! One bite of it made the mouth fluids, it was so delicious.
"Yeah!" Lu Leyao was shocked. There was a man with disheveled hair standing in the shadow of the room. It should be said that he was a ghost.
She used her spiritual power to digest the food stuck in her throat, almost choking her to death. It's strange that she has a good temper.
"Wang Chun, what are you doing here?"
"Master Lu, I am your servant. Naturally, I will follow you wherever you go."
Lu Leyao...
Lying down, isn't it what I thought?
"You want to live here too?"
Wang Chun nodded. There was no need to ask. As a servant, he would naturally follow wherever the master is.
hehe!
Lu Leyao has already pinched her fingers. It has been many years since she met anyone who dared to touch her majesty.
The courage is commendable.
"This and that, Master Lu, the red moon is hanging high outside and the beautiful mountains and rivers of Jiuyou are beautiful. I haven't seen them for many years, so I won't disturb your practice. I will go to the terrace outside to watch the beautiful rivers and mountains of Jiuyou, which can be regarded as cultivating my sentiments.
Okay, let’s just say it, you don’t have to hold the door open for me.”
Wang Chun ran away, fearing that he would be too late and would be torn into pieces.
Binding Xiantong has long been a non-Wu Xia rope, which can not only tie up living people but also ghosts. Lu Leyao took out the rope, but Wang Chun actually ran away.
He's a person who knows how to look at people.
Reinforce the door, draw the highest level of magic you can, and isolate it from sound and divine consciousness. Only then can you deal with what you have discovered now with peace of mind.
Lu Leyao sent a message and asked Bai Biao who was hiding in the magic weapon. "Did you know that Ji Qing has another soul in him."
What is our little Biaobiao doing at this time?
Uncle Biao is so busy that his hair is all messy and his green hair is almost dyed black.
It was practicing calligraphy with a brush in its big paws. It had a fierce tiger face, as if the white paper it was writing was the person who killed its father and its enemy. It was supposed to draw strokes one by one, but instead it was written in a crooked and ugly way.
Enter the eye.
This is not writing, even the ghost symbols are more beautiful than it. Dong Qinyan keeps nagging her. No matter how Bai Biao grins, he will bite her to death if he keeps saying it. Dong Qinyan is afraid that Ji Qing will die.
, but he is not afraid of Bai Biao at all.
He conscientiously acted as a teacher and was very patient. Not to mention how depressed Bai Biao was.