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Chapter 245 (9) Lord Guiji, I am moved

[Number seventy-seven, please keep the memory in the memory area and go to the next mission. 】

The main system uses honorific titles.

It was also a cold mechanical sound, but Su Yuxi didn't hear anything. Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the man who was saved by his master is still of some use...

[The space-time tunnel has been opened, and the plot has been sent to the system you are bound to. I wish you all the best.]

Xiao Qi stared at the page number marked 10034 in the lower right corner of the task board, and the hair on her body stood up in fear.

It doesn't have to be like this...

I opened the automatic page turning tremblingly, and halfway through, I realized that there was a button for refining the main story line above the plot.

I feel a little broken inside...

In the underworld, Lady Onihime is a ruthless character who scares even ghosts after hearing about it.

Tonight, the ghost princess chooses her concubine, the ghost market is brightly lit, and the blue fire spreads to every corner, mixed with the shadowy ghosts rushing to the castle, and there is a hint of joy in the gloom.

[Master, the plot has been sent to you, please check it.] Xiaoqi presented the reorganized plot on the shared task board.

The original owner had been wanton and wanton for thousands of years, and went through countless catastrophes in order to ascend to the immortal world, but finally died in the last love catastrophe, and was wiped out in ashes without resting in peace.

Su Yuxi half-leaned on the imperial concubine's couch and glanced around the decoration in the palace. It was antique and luxurious, and the crystal chandeliers on the ceiling exuded the smell of money.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and the depression in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot.

She still prefers such a role.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the bell rang twelve times.

"Master Gui Ji, the ceremony is about to begin." The ghost guard came in to remind her.

Su Yuxi hummed absentmindedly and stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her skirt.

Wearing a bright red dress that reached to her ankles, it outlined her slim and graceful figure. Her waist-length hair was casually scattered, half-curled, and chestnut-colored.

The delicate little face only wore light makeup, which made Xiao Qi's hair go crazy.

She had always known that her master was good-looking, so beautiful that he looked like a ghost, and his every move was seductive.

The hall on the first floor was noisy, but I didn't dare to make too much noise, just standing around and whispering.

"Hey! I heard that Onihime-sama is open to both men and women! What do you think she likes?"

"I heard from the Chief Ghost Guard that all the people that Lady Gui Ji likes will go to hell..." one of the ghosts said tremblingly.

The other ghost glanced at him disdainfully: "Then what are you doing here?"

"I can't cross the Wangchuan River, I want to..."

"It's coming! It's coming! The ghost girl is here!" The ghosts became excited and restless.

Su Yuxi stepped on ten-centimeter high heels and walked to the main seat in the main hall.

"Lord Ghost Princess." The ghost guards on the left and right nodded to her and saluted.

"Let's get started." Su Yuxi took the blanket handed over by the ghost guard and covered her legs.

"yes."

She casually rested her elbows on the armrests, rested her chin on her palms, and glanced at His Highness.

The darkness below was filled with ghosts, and all of them lowered their heads. Some were so frightened that they fainted, causing quite a commotion.

Su Yuxi played with her fingers carelessly and said lightly: "Are you so excited to see me?"

The ghosts below suddenly became quiet: they didn't dare to get excited...

The selection of the concubine was arranged by the general manager. According to the order of drawing lots, it was divided into three rounds. The contest was decided by Lady Gui Ji.

"In the first round, let's compete in drawing." She thought of a theme on the spur of the moment.


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