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"King of Ghosts, you have arrived outside the palace gate."
Suddenly, a scholar in green clothes walked out of the shadows next to the throne. The flickering candlelight illuminated his shrewd eyes, with strange red dots flashing in the depths of his pupils. He whispered: "I'll let them in right now."
Immediately afterwards, the scholar in Tsing Yi raised his hand and waved.
Immediately, the closed palace door suddenly opened, and three figures walked in one after another.
"Yan Yan meets the Ghost King."
"Gong Mu meets the Ghost King."
"You completed this mission very well and did not disappoint me."
Zhao Sheng's undulating chest became more gentle, and his eyes instantly fixed on Yang Lele, who was parallel to Mu Gong. He looked at it carefully and found that it was indeed exactly the same as what was written in the intelligence.
Zhaosheng's tone at this moment was inevitably filled with a bit of unnoticeable excitement. "Is it her?"
Mu Gong immediately knelt down, grabbed the ground with his head, and said respectfully: "Back to Ghost King, this human girl's extraordinary ability will definitely help you recover from your injuries."
Zhao Sheng met the eyes of 'Yang Lele'.
On the other side, 'Yang Lele' had been planning for a long time and finally met the so-called Zhaosheng Ghost King.
He has a thin face, and his whole body is covered in a wide dark red robe. The surface of the robe is engraved with dense and complex ghost patterns, entangled and twisting like a living creature, and a strange dim light blocks the prying eyes of others.
It looks very ordinary in the past, and does not have the monstrous power as imagined.
On the contrary, the metal pipe behind Zhaosheng made Yang Lele curious. The thunder and lightning surging inside seemed to be carrying an unfamiliar energy, which actually made him feel a little uncomfortable.
It's not physical, but psychological discomfort.
At this moment, the scholar in green, who was obviously a strategist, said softly: "Ghost King, since we have already arrived, why not let her use her abilities to see if it is consistent with what they said."
"Yang Lele" heard this and glanced at the scholar.
The "they" in this person's words should refer to the people who betrayed Yang Lele's information. I wonder if they are from the Wu Shi Cult. If so, the relationship between the two parties is very close.
The suggestion of the scholar in green won the heart of Zhao Sheng Ghost King.
Although Zhaosheng was surprised by the gifts brought by those madmen several times, and they repeatedly assured that Yang Lele's ability would definitely be able to cure him, but no matter how fanciful they are, they need to be confirmed by facts!
"Then give it a try."
Zhaosheng Ghost King nodded and looked at Mu Gong who was lying on his knees. "There happens to be a candidate."
Before the words echoed in the vast palace, Mu Gong kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you Ghost King for your reward."
"Thank you Ghost King for the reward!!"
Each sound is higher than the other.
If Mu Gong did not encounter the plot, if things develop as he expected, then this is the opportunity he desperately wants to seize, and this is the reason why he clings to Yang Lele.
Someone has to test whether Yang Lele's ability is real or fake.
Duke Mu got his wish.
I saw Zhao Sheng Ghost King sticking out a dry finger from under his robe, pointing towards Yang Lele from afar.
An evil aura suddenly struck from Yang Lele's head and spread all over his body in an instant. His own consciousness was also controlled at the same time, leaving him with no chance to resist.
After a moment, the flame cloud band that bound Yang Lele quietly fell off and flew straight into Yan Yan's hand.
"Heal him."
Under the control of Zhaosheng Ghost King, Yang Lele walked straight to Mu Gong and pressed down with both hands.
The vigorous and active vitality was input into Mu Gong's body through the palm of his hand. The hair containing the obsession and resentment was instantly regenerated. Within a moment, half of the body that had been cut off by the Chixiao Sword had returned to its original shape.
The soul fluctuations revealed by the black sapphire between the eyebrows also became stronger.
Such an immediate effect immediately made the Zhaosheng Ghost King's eyes shine, and the pure Yin energy flowing in the palace instantly rolled around, forming a vortex visible to the naked eye.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Zhaosheng Ghost King said hello repeatedly, suppressed his excitement, looked at Yan Yan with joyful eyes, and said with a smile: "General Yan, you have lived up to my trust as always.
"There have been a few new mind weapons released recently. You can go to the Weaponry Valley to choose one yourself. This is a reward from the king. You will be able to add a batch of ghost beasts, weapons and firearms to your team."
"Thank you Ghost King."
Yan Yan immediately bowed his head and raised his lips with a big smile.
When talking to Mu Gong just now, the soldiers who died one by one were not mentioned at this time.
As mentioned before, under the command of Zhaosheng Ghost King, worthless people will be brutally eaten, especially dead soldiers!
After the rewards were given, Mu Gong and Yan Yan left the palace together, leaving Yang Lele alone.
"boom--"
The heavy steel palace door suddenly closed.
Yan Yan and Mu Gong stood side by side in front of the palace gate, turning their heads and looking at each other, the gleams in their eyes echoing each other.
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Inside the palace.
The scholar in green said with a smile: "Congratulations to the Ghost King for not only recovering from his injuries, but also for getting a priceless material.
"If you can refine her into a mind weapon, she will be even more powerful to you."
"Huh, hehe."
The corners of Zhaosheng Ghost King's lips turned evil, "After I recover from my injuries, I will make that guy Shi Wenyong pay for his debt with his own blood. I will rip off his skin with cramps, and then refine him into a mind weapon!"
When he said this, Zhaosheng's wound seemed to be aching faintly again, and the sword intention lingering on his soul was like a gangrene attached to the bone that could not be eliminated, making his thin face become angry.
Immediately, he couldn't wait to control Yang Lele and stepped forward.
'Yang Lele' stepped on the steps and came to the Zhaosheng Ghost King. The latter's heavy sins emanating from his body assaulted his nostrils, and in a trance, it seemed as if countless people were pouring into the coffin with pitiful cries and wails.
At the same time, Zhaosheng Ghost King took off his red robe, revealing a shocking body.
Zhaosheng's arms and thighs are not condensed souls, but are made of specially crafted telepathy devices. Even the left half of his body is made of special metal and looks like a ghost but not a ghost.
But the most eye-catching thing is that there is a sword mark that almost cuts open his body from his throat to his lower abdomen and navel, and the sword intent with a strong aura of destruction comes out of his body.
There is no doubt that this is the injury left by Shi Wenyong.
"Come on, hurry up."
Zhaosheng stared at Yang Lele with a pair of evil eyes.
Under the control of powerful thoughts, Yang Lele stiffly raised his hands again and pressed them on the wound on Zhaosheng Ghost King's abdomen. Vigorous vitality immediately emerged from his palms.
Seeing this, the joy in Zhaosheng Ghost King's eyes became more and more intense.
In an instant, he could already feel this vitality swarming into his body, and the Yin energy flowing through his meridians immediately became active as if it had been nourished.
However, at this moment, the vitality of healing suddenly took off its disguise and turned into a greedy mouth. It turned around and devoured the sacred life force with big mouthfuls.
In less than a blink of an eye, Zhaosheng Ghost King's gray hair suddenly became dry, and the strands fell to the ground. Uncontrollable weakness suddenly eroded his body and mind.
Zhaosheng raised his head.
Those are a pair of unfamiliar eyes.
He was as indifferent as the god of death who dominated life, raising his butcher knife high towards him.
Zheng!
Suddenly, there was the sound of a knife.
The scholar in Tsing Yi next to him widened his eyes in disbelief, and time seemed to be in slow motion at this moment.
I saw a flash of sword light from the palms of 'Yang Lele', and the sharp sword intent struck directly at the Zhaosheng Ghost King.
"clang--"
The next moment, violent clashes of gold and iron erupted, and surging shock waves and explosive sounds swept out instantly, hitting the green-robed scholar like a huge battering ram.
Without any resistance, the scholar in Tsing Yi was sent flying straight away. He hit the ground hard like a cannonball, causing the ground beneath him to dent and crack. Countless gravel shot out in all directions like bullets.
He only felt dizzy and his eyes were spinning, and the severe tinnitus was tearing at his perception.