The spectators were still interested, and many of them were holding memory crystals to watch the replay.
It has been many years since the ghost town has been so lively.
As for the outsider named Zhao Yun, he is really awesome. All the talents in Minghai have been defeated. The onlookers strongly suspect that that guy is so awesome that even the outer universe cannot tolerate him.
God, you just threw this to him.
Zhao Yun appeared again, already in a majestic palace.
This is the Ghost Palace, where the Lord of the Ghost City conducts official business. It is similar to the Yama Palace. It is quite similar to the yamen in the mortal world. There are also tables and cases. On both sides, there are rows of fierce-looking yamen servants carrying knives. Oh no,
It's the ghost king.
"Zhao Yun, this matter is not over yet."
"My ancestor will never let you go."
"If you offend me, Ming Hai, your life will be worse than death."
There was a lot of noise in the palace.
The talents of Minghai are disabled in body and strong in spirit. Even though only their souls are left, they are still full of energy and vitality, and their minds are still confused. Even if they curse, even the wisps of residual souls are restless, jumping up and down, quite frightening.
He came up to bite Zhao Yun.
Ah, sneeze!
Zhao Yun's sneeze was full of annoyance.
The scene was completely silent.
Oddly enough, Zhao Yun's sneeze resonated with the thunder god's anger.
Shaofujun, who was beaten into a remnant soul, was almost destroyed by the shock.
Most of Shaofujun, who only had his soul left, fainted.
Of course, there are also some who are awake, but what about shaking their heads? Their eyes are full of stars, and their heads are buzzing.
The saddest thing was Feilong Mingjiang, and no one scolded him. He just woke up, and in a daze, he heard someone sneezing, and fell asleep again, continuing the unfinished nightmare.
Well, the palace is much quieter.
When Zhao Yun closed his eyes, there was already another person in front of him.
It was the Lord of the Ghost Town, and he was holding a stick in his hand. At this moment, he was poking him here and there, like he was studying an old antique.
The Ghost King's officers standing on both sides also had the same impulse. They also wanted to come up and ask Zhao Yun, how many people in your universe are there for people like you, and whether they are all like you and can fight.
.lawless.
"What kind of physique do you have?" the Lord of the Ghost City asked while poking.
"Ancient Holy Body." Zhao Yun opened his mouth and came.
"Don't tell me, your bloodline and the Holy Body are really similar." The Lord of the Ghost City was still studying, and he was telling the truth. The Holy Body has strong energy and blood, and this kid's vitality is also extremely vigorous. The two bloodlines
, are all equally domineering.
While they were talking, the two ghost kings, who were holding an abacus, entered the palace together and respectfully presented an account book.
Zhao Yun glanced at it, and what was written on it were all the losses caused by this war. Whose house was destroyed, so and so suffered the disaster of pond fish, and there were even people who lost their wives. It was all kinds of things.
Anyway, it’s all clearly listed one by one.
Whoever makes the fight will pay for it. This is the so-called public settlement.
Isn’t it true that except for Qin Mengyao, everyone else is left here?
It's interesting to say that the city lord is not allowed to fight in the city, so you came out so early! After the battle here, you are carrying a small book to settle accounts in the future. What do you mean, can you still get some benefits?
Fish it, you must fish it!
This would be the answer from the Lord of the Ghost Town.
Don't ask, just ask if Emperor Hades leads him well.
"Don't look at it, just pay!" In view of Ming Hai's talented people, they were all dizzy, so the Lord of the Ghost City went to Zhao Yun first, and he was so considerate that he listed the numbers for him.
"I have no money and am a pauper." Zhao Yun said seriously.
"Merits, secret treasures, magic weapons, elixirs, and original blood. Just put them together?"
"I.."
Before Zhao Yun could finish speaking, he saw someone walking into the palace.
He's an old man in black robe
What a face! Even darker than his robe. Looking at the totem on the robe, he must be General Tian Ming from Chujiang Palace. He is not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but to pick up people, that is General Feilong Ming.
, the reason why you have such a dark face is, firstly, you are so cruel to Zhao Yun! Secondly, you are so idle to the Lord of the Ghost City! You let your juniors make trouble in the city, and only after the fight is over, you jump out and say something.
"I haven't seen you for a while." The Lord of the Ghost Town pinched his beard.
"Be careful when you go out in the future, don't get robbed." The old man in black robe glanced at it and dropped a storage bag casually, which was called compensation. It was for Feilong Mingjiang and Qin Mengyao. These two little kids,
It's really not a worry.
"Have a cup of tea before we go?"
"No time." ??
The old man in black robe left a message and took off Long Mingjiang and disappeared.
Before leaving, he glanced back at Zhao Yun. He was annoyed. This guy is a real talent! He is a man who cherishes his talents. He doesn't know if this kid has a wife.
Boom! Bang!
As soon as the black-robed old man left, he heard a roar outside the hall and a large number of figures fell down.
There was no need to ask, and one knew that they were from Minghai. Their faces were darker than the others. The dignified young master Minghai, together with the seventy-two young masters, were actually kept submissive by a quasi-sage.
It's embarrassing, it's so damn embarrassing.
It was because of their anger that everyone looked at Zhao Yun's face, which was particularly cold, and they had the urge to kill on the spot. However, remembering Ming Zun's warning when he came, they suppressed their anger.
Speaking of Ming Zun, I was particularly angry.
However, Emperor Hades gave him a dream, asking him to read more books, practice calligraphy more, make more little dolls, and stop getting involved in the affairs of his descendants.
Isn't this clear enough? Don't touch that outsider named Zhao Yun.
The first level of officialdom suppresses people to death. He must listen to what the boss says!
As for our own talents, we have to keep them tied up in the future. Don't offend anyone but the person named Zhao. Without such a strong background, there is no way to fight.
"In the future, avoid walking at night, and be careful of falling into pits." When the strong men left,
I left a message to the Lord of the Ghost City. You, the Lord of the City, are really fucking interesting. You have taken advantage of me, Minghai. Fortunately, my descendants are still alive, otherwise, I would have destroyed your mansion.
"Fire is very harmful to the body." The owner of the ghost town disagreed.
He was messing around with Emperor Hades. This is a fine tradition.
Feilong Mingjiang was picked up.
Young Master Minghai was picked up.
A group of young masters were also picked up.
The huge ghost palace was quite empty. Only Mr. Zhao was left, and he still looked around. It would be great to have a backstage! He just put down the money and took the people away. Unlike him, no one asked him to eat.
Yet?
"Stop grinding." The Lord of the Ghost City yawned.
Zhao Yun lowered his head and glanced at Zifu, his little baby! He didn't even cover his body to keep him warm? He was about to be kidnapped. Although he didn't want to give it to him, could he do it without giving it to him?
"Hey!" Before he could pay, he heard the Lord of the Ghost City laughing.
Another person came outside the hall, a beautiful figure with an unparalleled face. There was also a touch of elixir fragrance in the woman's fragrance, which made people nostalgic and intoxicated.
That's right, it's the owner of the Plum Blossom Shop, who just came from Liangxiang Mansion.
All the old guys came to pick up people, and she stopped by to pick one up.
"What kind of wind brings you here?" The Lord of the Ghost City smiled with a bright smile on his face.
"What kind of wind can there be? Yin Feng'er!" The owner of the Plum Blossom Shop glanced sideways, casually holding a storage bag and hanging it in the air. After that, he picked up Zhao Yun and left, leaving the owner of the ghost town looking embarrassed.
Do you still want to talk about ideals? Are you leaving now?
Also, what is the relationship between these two, and why did the owner of the Plum Blossom Shop come to pick him up?
"Thank you, senior." Zhao Yun said sincerely, but he didn't expect the owner of the Plum Blossom Shop to come to pick him up.
"No need to thank you, just lend it to me for a few days." The owner of the plum blossom shop said leisurely.
Mr. Zhao didn't take a steady step, tripped when he was leaving the palace gate, and fell headfirst.
"Help me make elixirs," the plum blossom shop owner added.