This was the second time that Su Yan saw the Ghost King. There was no light in the huge palace, and it emitted a rotten smell, dark and damp, and even the sound of water falling.

Spider webs were everywhere on the walls, and the green bricks on the ground were broken. The strong smell of earth made Su Yan feel uncomfortable. All the arrangements here were like a meeting place. Some tables and chairs could no longer withstand the changes of time and turned into powder. A crack in the sky above the palace revealed the sunlight, illuminating a figure on the closed-eye figure on the steps.

A dark blade was inserted next to this person, and his hair was scattered. He looked like a middle-aged man with a centipede-like scar on his face. His soul power continued to fluctuate, causing the dark gold-shattered armor he wore to constantly emit light.

This Ghost King is not a Taoist palace realm, but a quasi-king king who is infinitely close to the Taoist palace realm.

As six women, including Su Yan, came in, the heavy iron gate of the hall slowly closed again. Several dead women were obviously afraid and leaned instinctively against a group. Su Yan was also uneasy. At this moment, few other people in the live broadcast room were not teasing the anchor, and they all looked around nervously.

This made me feel like I entered the horror house. Su Yan licked his white lips and leaned against the dead souls. After that, he added some trembling physical movements.

"Come!"

Su Yan was ready to summon the hero, but he heard a voice. Before he could understand, the six people were sucked up all of a sudden and had arrived in front of him the next moment.

Only then did Su Yan see him up close, which made people frightened. More importantly, he just spoke, and it was very clear. At the same time, he also found that behind him, there was a pool of blood, with more than a dozen skulls inside, and on the edge, there was a person with scarlet blood left on his neck. He had long known how long he had been dead.

This ghost king can eat people.

Fortunately, I turned into their own people, otherwise I would have been eaten...

Su Yan widened his eyes and looked at the woman standing in front of him being grabbed by the ghost king, then his whole body shivered, and his body shrank rapidly, like a ball, and strands of white air flow continued to penetrate into the ghost king's nose.

Until the last moment, with a bang, the dead soul exploded, and the Ghost King seemed to have taken a deep breath intoxication, then grabbed the other two and made the same move.

This is the legendary ghost eating ghosts, and even my family eats them mercilessly. Not to mention my transformed cousin, this is not the beauties in the harem, it is basically the food raised by the ghost king.

At this time, Su Yan dared to continue to maintain his silly and sweet appearance, and was so scared that he retreated repeatedly.

At this moment, the Ghost King was already rushing to eat the fourth and fifth places with his left and right hands. Seeing Su Yan's agile appearance, he suddenly stopped, especially staring at Su Yan's eyes, and smashed the two dead souls in his hand with a bang.

"You, don't come over, otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!" Su Yan's pretended to continue and threatened directly. He really didn't want to use his discount card. He originally wanted to use the Qiankun Talisman, but the island was a bit big, and he was afraid that he would fall into the sea and encounter a tentacle monster again would be a tragedy.

"You can... speak?" Seeing Su Yan's eloquent speech, the Ghost King was stunned. He felt the ghost aura on Su Yan's body again and stammered.

"Nonsense, do you think I am your big tongue."

After hearing this, the Ghost King waved his head stiffly and pointed at Su Yan: "Okay, okay, you... must be a disciple from a certain temple."

Su Yan was ready to run away. When he heard his words, his eyes turned: "Yes, I am a disciple of the Taoist temple. Whatever you want, I will continue."

The Ghost King shook his head: "My name is Jiang Zhe, I...I only remember these, but, the disciples in the Taoist temple are excellent, I...I need them very much, you...I will follow me, Ghost Island, home in the future."

Listening to the Ghost King's bumpy words, Su Yan was stunned. If he was right, was he recruiting himself? Nowadays, if he could say a simple fluent word, there would be such a great benefit.

"The old dragon is angry and makes trouble for the old farmer, and the old farmer is angry and makes trouble for the old dragon. The farmer is angry and the dragon is angry and the farmer is even more angry. The dragon is angry and the dragon is afraid of the farmer." Su Yan blurted out a rumor, and the ghost king stood up immediately, his eyes shining. Only then did Su Yan realize that he was actually a big man of 1.8 meters.

[Anchor, I think, in order to eliminate the fact that the Ghost King is the one who is a girl, among these dead souls, in addition to their cultivation, they should speak fluently. The more fluent the better they are, the more flexible their minds should be.]

[Yes, I agree with the view upstairs. If you see those who are a little more flexible, they will basically gulp twice, and this Ghost King can still speak stutteringly, which makes sense.]

Su Yan couldn't believe it. If this was the case, then if someone outside came in and died here and the ghosts could not come in, they were all cultivators, so could the dead souls get in like themselves?

No, he hasn't heard of anyone dying here yet, and the dead soul can still live. Looking at the person next to the blood pool, his soul, is it...

Su Yan looked at the corner of the Ghost King's mouth and couldn't help but shiver.

Also, what is the disciples of the Taoist temple he mentioned? Could it be that some people with excellent talents die and have reborn spiritual intelligence and are more sloppy than they speak?

"Ghost Island, happy... welcome you to join!" The Ghost King named Jiang Zhe sent an invitation again. Although Su Yan had not understood the specific reason, he still didn't know if he climbed up the pole and lived for two lifetimes.

"Okay, my name is Wu Niang," Su Yan agreed femalely.

The Ghost King was happy and actually applauded. Su Yan was embarrassed and responded to the applause. Then, an invisible spiritual thought emanated from his feet, and even Su Yan received it. It was an order sent to the entire 18 Islands of Lianyun and tens of thousands of dead souls. Many Su Yan didn't understand, but there was a portrait of his Wu Niang in it.

"Come on, eat." The ghost king Jiang Zhe invited Su Yan, and forced a smile on his stiff face, pointing to the blood pool behind him. It seemed that it was a great tonic, or in other words, those who entered the ancient battlefield would hunt down the souls. Similarly, these souls were also instinctively hunting outsiders.

Seeing Jiang Zhe's sincere invitation, Su Yan shook his head, then quickly took out a two hundred-year-old cicada leaf that he had just picked in the dilapidated courtyard, and made a gesture to take a bite, indicating that he liked to eat it.

Jiang Zhe was stunned, and finally looked around, then came to a corner, pulled out a blue grass that looked like a dragon, and a red fruit was born on it.

"The earth dragon grass is still the earth dragon grass for two thousand years!" Su Yan was shocked and almost threw away the heavenly cicada spirit leaf in his hand. It's true or false, should you tell me like this?

"Give it... to you!" Jiang Zhe stretched out his hand.

Su Yan hurriedly ran up and took it over. This was the earth dragon grass that the teacher owed Feng Hanxi. It was one thousand years longer. You can tell if you look at the red fruits on it.

Looking at Su Yan and smiling, Jiang Zhe smiled. Su Yan was so worried about anything else and quickly put it away.
Chapter completed!