Deep in the ghost land.
In the endless darkness.
Bloody streams flowed continuously, but strangely from bottom to top, converging towards the top of a mountain of bones.
Along the way.
I don't know how many low-level ghosts and ghost slaves gathered by the stream, greedily swallowing the blood-like liquid without knowing how to stop.
Gradually.
Those ghosts seemed to be drunk, staggering around one by one, dizzy, and fell into the stream one after another.
In the blink of an eye.
Then it was turned into all the streams and became part of the blood.
And in the blink of an eye.
New ghosts were added, seemingly unaware of the consequences of doing so.
This cycle goes back and forth with almost no end.
On the top of Bone Mountain.
A river of blood flows endlessly.
Endless blood poured down from the top of the mountain, roaring continuously, like a bloody waterfall, all falling into the bone pool below.
Within the bone pool.
The blood and water are rolling, the evil spirit is rising, and the smell of blood is rising to the sky.
The center of the bone pool.
A tall bone throne is suspended here. The blood in the bone pool flows upward and is connected to the throne. From a distance, it looks like a blood-red cloak!
It’s none other than the Red River Ghost King!
Sitting quietly on the throne, he remained motionless, with two red lights in his eyes flashing continuously, as if he was observing the bloody waterfall in front of him.
over time.
He seemed to have discovered something, the red light in his eyes became more and more intense, and became more and more unstable.
"Less again..."
After sighing, his eyes turned red, and he suddenly looked down at the bone pool below.
Wow!
As the bloody water rolled, a graceful figure jumped out from the bottom of the pool and arrived in front of the throne in an instant.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
There was a hint of joy and excitement in his voice.
What a graceful figure.
How scary it looks.
There is not a speck of skin all over the body, just pieces of bright red muscles that are constantly squirming. And above the head, there are also no facial features.
, only a few dark holes.
Ghost Sanniang!
"Sanniang."
Red River Ghost Lord smiled, "How do you feel?"
"Thank you for your love, Your Majesty!"
Ghost Sanniang said happily, "Sanniang's injuries have completely recovered, and her strength has become much stronger!"
"This is just the beginning."
The Red River Ghost Lord still had that gentle tone, "The reward for you is far more than this. I will talk to a few of them later. Just wait patiently."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Ghost Sanniang was ecstatic.
She naturally understood what the other party was talking about as a reward.
Leave behind those old ghost guys.
If she successfully advances, she will become the tenth... ghost king in the ghost realm!
It is also the real core!
"Your Majesty."
She suppressed the joy in her heart and said tentatively, "Sanniang is too junior after all. If the other gentlemen don't agree..."
"Qualifications?"
The Red River Ghost Lord said calmly, "If I live longer than you, I will advance to a higher level than you? What kind of rule is this?"
"The human race has a saying."
"To grow old and not die is to be a thief."
"The longer you live, the stronger your strength will be, but the less pure your thoughts will be, and the less courage you will have. Far less courageous than you new ghost kings!"
“Let’s talk about your qualifications!”
"Rotten, pedantic, stupid!"
Speaking of which.
A red light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Gui Sanniang again and said, "If you have done meritorious service, you must pay it forward; if you have made a mistake, you must punish it. Sanniang, are you right?"
"Yes Yes!"
Ghost Sanniang's heart skipped a beat and she almost didn't reveal her secret on the spot.
Collaboration, betrayal, betrayal... what are these crimes?
She didn't dare to think about it.
"no need to worry."
The Red River Ghost Lord said calmly, "In my place,
Here, advancement depends on ability and merit, not who lives longer or who has more seniority!"
"Let them know."
"It's just a formality. If you agree or disagree...it doesn't matter what they say!"
Ghost Sanniang's heart trembled again.
This was the first time she had seen the Honghe Ghost Lord who spoke so domineeringly, and she was a little curious as to how he would convince the other eight Ghost Lords.
"Sanniang."
Just thinking about it.
But I heard the Red River Ghost Lord change the topic and said again, "What do you think is different about this blood waterfall compared to when you came here?"
Ghost Sanniang was stunned. ??
But I don't know why he asked this question.
She subconsciously turned around and saw the surging river of blood, majestic and full of evil aura, exactly the same as when she came.
"slow."
The Red River Ghost Lord sighed, "This blood waterfall is connected to the ghost pond, and it can also reflect the situation of the law of the spring tablet."
"Compared to when you came."
"The falling speed of this blood waterfall is one ten thousandth slower."
One in ten thousand?
Ghost Sanniang asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, is there any problem with this?"
To be continued...