To be honest, Lin Chuan was a little worried about the Zhong siblings and his cheap ghost maid.
"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? You and I have told so many secrets. If I let you go, there will be endless troubles! Why don't you go back to the ghost territory with me, and I will give you all the food and drinks."
Jiu'er's eyes flickered, and when he looked at Lin Chuan, there was a lot of teasing in his eyes.
"If I insist on leaving, can you still kill me?" Lin Chuan stared intently into Jiu'er's eyes.
"What do you think?!" Jiu'er asked.
The cold wind suddenly rose, and Lin Chuan couldn't help but shiver. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. The spiritual power in his body seemed to be frozen, and a pool of ink-colored water appeared under his feet for no reason.
It was in this pond that Jiuer and the Lord of the Seven Stars joined forces to kill the other four Valley Lords.
Is this her spiritual realm? A sense of oppression that hits her soul directly! But Lin Chuan didn't notice the slightest murderous intention. It seemed that Jiu'er had other intentions for herself and didn't really want to kill him.
"You should know that my intention is to save people, not anything else! Leaking this matter out will be detrimental to you and useless to me!" Lin Chuan's voice was a little hoarse.
"Of course I know it, otherwise you would have been dead after you finished talking about the ghosts in Danxun City. I admire your courage, but do not recognize your kindness. One day you will pay the price for this..."
Jiuer restrained his breath, dispersed the spirit realm, paused and continued: "If you want this emperor to let you go, you can! There are three conditions, one is to plant the ghost emperor's mark on you; the other is to learn about Jin Yao within three months
The method to break the demon; third...you have to return that little devil in the red coat to me."
Lin Chuan sighed after hearing this. He didn't pay attention to Jiu'er's advice. He was just glad that Jiu'er didn't ask for Murong Longyue. Although Murong Longyue was not very obedient, he was quite capable, and Lin Chuan had established an indestructible relationship with him.
The relationship between master and servant can be learned from the sun and the moon, Murong Longyue said.
Of course, Lin Chuan was reluctant to let such a ghost and monster take control of a high-level spiritual master by surprise.
However, none of the three conditions put forward by Jiu'er were easy to accept. Let's not talk about the Ghost Emperor's mark. It is estimated that it will not be as bad as the heart-possessed seed. Lin Chuan was somewhat prepared in his heart.
As for the Lord of the Seven Stars' method of destroying demons, not even the majestic Mother of Ghost Territory could see it all those years ago. How could he, Lin Chuan, be so virtuous?
Thank God if the old man didn't kill me.
Let’s talk about Xun Zi, that cute little devil who wants to dominate Central Continent but has no intention of killing innocent people indiscriminately. Although Lin Chuan is not a friend to him, he can’t bear to let him fall into Jiu’er’s hands as a traitor.
Seeing Lin Chuan's hesitation, Jiu'er thought that Lin Chuan was afraid of the ghost emperor's mark, so he chuckled and said: "Don't be afraid, young master, my emperor's mark is neither painful nor itchy, it just puts a spell on your main soul.
It is convenient for the emperor to find you and will not cause any harm to you."
Lin Chuan was frightened to himself, wouldn't it mean that there was no privacy at all, living under her eyes all day long, this was even more vicious than the heart-attaching grass.
"May I ask Jiu'er Ghost Emperor, how long will this mark last?" Lin Chuan's throat felt a little dry.
"With my power, there should be no problem in seven or eight years. Of course, if you perform well, I may remove the mark for you in advance."
Jiu'er stood up and moved to Lin Chuan's side, and whispered in his ear: "If you are willing to return to the Ghost Territory with me to serve me, I will ensure that you enter the Earth Spirit List in three years."
Lin Chuan stood up with a sigh after hearing this, his handsome face flushed.
"I have no objection to the first two conditions, but I can't deal with that little devil. The information I know is not revealed by him, but what the two old devils told me. The little devil has not betrayed the ghost clan at all, and he has not betrayed the ghost clan at all.
Please allow the Ghost Emperor to let him live for the sake of his loyalty."
Lin Chuan said, bowed to Jiu'er and begged.
"It's a joke. When did I say I would kill him? That brat made a vow in front of me. Since he is still alive, he naturally did not betray me. I have no reason to deal with him and even praise him.
The purpose of looking for him is to ask him to be the messenger between you and me."
"Then I'm relieved. It's just that the brat is not here with me. He has been taken in by the Zhong brothers and sisters. When I go back, I will inform them of the matter as soon as possible. I think they will not stop me." Lin Chuan agreed.
Jiu'er waved his hand, and the three ghost kings instantly understood and carried the sedan chair down at a high speed. Lin Chuan was caught off guard and was shaken by it, almost falling over. Just as he was about to stabilize his body, someone hugged his waist tightly.
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The red color on Lin Chuan's face had not faded yet, and this sudden hug was like a charcoal grill. Just as he was about to thank Jiu'er for his kindness, he looked down and was shocked.
The waist was not a pair of white-wrapped hands, but a pair of big furry claws like cattail leaf fans. Seeing Lin Chuan steady his body, he quickly withdrew his hands.
Lin Chuan turned around and retreated violently, sliding to the front of the sedan chair. With a flash of ring light on his hand, the blood-drinking sword was unsheathed with a dragon's roar.
When he drew his sword and slashed, the opponent bent down and crossed his arms to block. The scales on his arms burst out with dazzling sparks, but his body remained motionless.
After his arms were spread out, Lin Chuan could see his face clearly. It matched the two furry paws, and his burly body had an ape-like furry head.
Behind the monkey head was the ghost king who went to deliver the message. After returning, he joined the queue without saying a word.
"You don't know what's good or bad! Brother, I was kind enough to save you, but you used a knife on me..."
Before Heitou finished speaking, Jiu'er couldn't help but scolded: "That's enough, Xiao Xin! Don't think that I can't see it and put away your dirty thoughts. Fortunately, you are also a ghost emperor.
Don’t embarrass me!”
Xiao Xin? Lin Chuan concluded that this was the youngest of the Ten Ghost Emperors of Heaven. No wonder he could take his own blow easily.
"What's wrong with the Ghost Emperor? Isn't the Western Emperor of the human race also as good as Long Yang..." The monkey head muttered in a low voice, feeling uneasy. When he saw Jiu'er glaring at him, he immediately shrank his neck.
"Okay, okay, Lord Ghost Mother, please calm down. Xiao Xin will remember this and will never do it again in the future." Emperor Xin bowed in submission, but in his heart he was disdainful.
Jiu'er had been bullied and ravaged by the Ghost Emperor of his generation for many years, and everyone in the ghost world knew about it. His fellow ghost emperor had nothing to say to him. He was only forced to do so because of her power, but he did not like her in his heart.
Seeing this, Jiu'er raised the corners of his mouth and puffed up his proud chest, obviously quite satisfied with Emperor Xin's behavior.
Lin Chuan felt worried for Jiu'er in his heart. This female Ghost Queen was not thoughtful enough, and it would be difficult to convince the public, and she might be plotted by her own people in the future.
The sedan chair hovered one foot above the ground, and the four ghost kings' feet did not touch the ground. Lin Chuan jumped off the sedan chair before Jiu'er could speak.
"Sorry for sending you so far, I am waiting for your good news."
“See you later!”
Lin Chuan left in a hurry without looking back.
Xin Huang sat next to Jiu'er, crossed his legs, and said: "I'll just say that this guy doesn't know how to praise. You can't give him a good look. Why don't I..."
"Get out!" Jiu'er's pretty face was as cold as frost.1