"That's a living person!"

"Hey~ it smells good!"

"It should be here to celebrate Ximen Jing's marriage to the 98th concubine today, right?"

"I have never heard of Ximen Jing having friendship with living cultivators, and the disciples of the sect will not run around together. They will appear at least a dozen times each time. What are the origins of these two little babies?"

The eyes of the ghosts are curious, malicious, and most of them are greedy, but it is normal. Just like when people see gold, silver and treasures, how many people are in the world?

"Two guys, this is it?"

The old man looked at Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei with a smile and said.

A hint of greed flashed in his eyes that was not easy to detect. The other ghosts could express their feelings openly, but as the butler of the master's house, he was the master's house to hold a wedding today, so he naturally could not look hungry and food.

"We are here to congratulate."

Ning Qi smiled.

Yan Zhibeiqiang nodded with a smile, "Yes."

"Then please come inside."

The old man looked at the two of them with a smile, nodded, and made a call. Although they were living people and were living people, the old man did not have a deeper intention to investigate the identities of the two. The main reason was that the two living people did not threaten them at all. Today, the thirty-seven ghost kings in the Mingquan Realm were all present. Which living person was so stupid that he dared to cause trouble today?

...

"It's so luxurious. The ghost king here must have been a rich man during his lifetime. Perhaps it's the emperor of a certain country that can't be sure."

Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei sat alone on a table. In this courtyard, there were 5,000 tables like this, and half of them were already on the seat. Everyone looked at Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei. They also found that in addition to them, there were more than a dozen living people. Judging from their clothes, they should be like the sect!

The aura of one of the middle-aged men was comparable to that of the King of Ghosts in Fengdu. It was thought that it was the ancestor of Nirvana. After he looked at Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei, a trace of disdain flashed deep in his eyes. There was no longer two of them. Instead, the spirit-level masters who were at the same table with him were quite curious about Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei.

Yan Zhibei was a little worried about being stared at by the eyes of the ghosts because there were many hundred-year-old ghosts among these ghosts, and even thousand-year-old ghosts!

However, Ning Qi was looking at the decorations around him, which were magnificent and not much worse than the imperial family in the world!

"Are you scared?"

Ning Qi suddenly looked at Yan Zhibei and said with a smile.

"Senior, look at the place where there are twenty or thirty ghost kings. They have been looking at you and me just now. Do you think I can't be afraid?"

Yan Zhibei smiled bitterly.

In addition, he felt even more slanderous in his heart. If Ning Qi and others started a massacre, he would not know how to protect himself from the impact.

As long as you are not stupid, anyone who is in his situation will be afraid!

"I'm afraid that it's useless, but I'll die if I should die."

Ning Qi smiled.

Yan Zhibei was stunned for a moment and shut up.

"Those dozen living people should be from the same sect. There is a master of silence, and the rest are spiritual levels, but their aura is much stronger than you did before, and you can't beat any one of them."

Ning Qi was nude in a certain direction.

"Senior, the sect is strong here, and no matter how strong the sects are, they cannot compare to the sect with complete inheritance."

Yan Zhibei rolled his eyes in his heart, but on the surface he explained patiently, but he was stunned for a moment, because Ning Qi didn't seem to have come from the sect at all, and he didn't understand much common sense. The probability of being a casual cultivator is extremely high, but this is a bit too much. Can a casual cultivator actually kill a ghost king-level existence with one sword?

"You once said that some sects will make transactions with evil ghosts in the underworld and exchange living people for the pure and powerful souls in their hands, right?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"yes."

Yan Zhibei nodded.

"The relationship between these guys and the ghost king here should be what you said."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Very likely."

Yan Zhibei nodded.

About an hour later, almost all the guests had already sat down, and even the table Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei were full. Of course, the others were all evil spirits. Their eyes kept circling on Yan Zhibei and Ning Qi, and the greed in their eyes was unconcealed.

"Hahaha! Thank you for coming to participate in my Ximen Jing's wedding today. This is the 98th time that I Ximen Jing has held. For this day, I specially prepared a sumptuous banquet for everyone, with excellent blood wine, and I also invite you to eat with it open!"

Accompanied by a very pleasant laugh, a strong man two feet tall and with Zhang Feihu came through the air. In his arms, he was holding a woman in red clothes and a red head cover.

"Ninety-eighth happy events? This guy... is so capable..."

Ning Qi looked at the strong man and laughed in admiration.

This person is the ghost king here, Ximen Jing!

"Brother Ximen, congratulations!"

"I wonder when Brother Ximen will handle the 99th wedding?"

"Hahaha!"

"Don't be anxious, the ninety-nine happy events are not far away, and we will be scheduled for next year!"

Ximen Jing laughed loudly.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost king-level figures began to congratulate each other, and then the century-old ghosts and the master of extinction also smiled and greeted Ximen Jing a few times. The scene became much more lively. Ximen Jing lifted the bride's red veil in front of everyone. Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei realized that the bride was also a living person, but her face was pale and her eyes were full of horror!

"Everyone, start enjoying the delicious food I have prepared for you!"

Ximen Jing suddenly clapped his hands.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of boys and girls were taken up. Roughly, there were tens of thousands of people! The eyes of these boys and girls were filled with endless fear. When the evil ghosts saw this, they swallowed their saliva, and their eyes were so greedy that they almost caught fire.

In addition, the servant brought a pot of fragrant wine, which was faintly mixed with a trace of blood.

"What you eat is a child and drink is a wine made from human blood?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Yan Zhibei discovered that Ning Qi's smile showed a cold feeling.

"Senior, the Ghost King's banquet is so fine. Only ordinary ghosts cannot afford to eat living people. They eat pigs and sheep."

Yan Zhibei whispered.

"Brother Ximen, you have the ability. Where did you get so many boys and girls?"

Zuoqiushan Ghost King laughed loudly and licked his lips.

"This is thanks to Brother Yun from the Guiling Sect. These boys and girls are the gifts he brought to me this time. I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha and let everyone taste them together!"

Ximen Jing laughed.

The master of Nirvana stood up, owed to the ghost kings present, and smiled and said, "Everyone, Yun Buer, in the Ghost Spirit Sect, if you have any business in the future, you can give me more advice."

"It's easy to say!"

"If Brother Yun can always provide such excellent products, then I will make a deal with Brother Yun in Beimshan!"

"So too!"

"You are about to die and you are still in the mood to make a deal?"

"who!"

"Who is it!"

A discordant voice suddenly made the ghost kings present furious and looked at it when they heard the sound.
Chapter completed!