"My reaction speed is quite fast. How long did it take before I found him?"
Feng Qingan actually looked down at the green-skinned ghost king from the east, whose body was trembling.
The shortest ghost king that Feng Qing'an has seen so far is just over five feet tall, with a skinny, skinny, and even bony body, but on top of it is an ugly head with extremely large facial features.
That guy was like a clown on the stage, one of those dwarf actors who entertained dignitaries in a secular country. It was really hard for Feng Qing'an to imagine that Donghuang would actually give authority similar to that of a Jinyiwei to such ugly ghosts.
Although none of the ghost kings in You Kuang are good-looking, all of them have evil looks and evil spirits. Their looks alone can scare people to death.
Although those ghost kings are ferocious, they are also tall, mighty, and full of power, but the guy in front of them is just plain ugly.
Bu Nao, Feng Qing'an also knows whether that guy's appearance is deliberately disguised. After all, the majestic ghost king, even if he is not Ziren Buqi, wants to show his true body, he is at least a hundred feet tall. How could he appear so short and ugly?
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Practicing the immortal way step by step can continuously change one's own roots and bones, and even cause the mortal body to be reborn and transformed into a fairy fetus. Although it is half the effort compared to human cultivation, it can also change the soul body.
, gradually transformed.
There is a big reason why the green-skinned ghost king is so ugly. Part of the reason may not be intentional on his own. Of course, it may be because of the influence of the innate magical power it possesses. It is a choice between two things, giving up appearance and choosing
Supernatural powers.
"Dongdong, after Xiao Fu finished all the things ordered by the king, he began to look for your traces. After learning about your whereabouts, he hurriedly came to see you."
The green-skinned ghost king was trembling. It was not particularly angry when it first learned that one of its heirs was killed in the street. But after he investigated and inquired about it, it started to tremble a little.
After all, the number of living people in the ghost city could be counted on one's fingers, and they were basically not enough to provoke those ghost kings.
"Greetings? Is he here to seek revenge? Is he the enemy of my son? Is the way I look right now reasonable?"
Feng Qing'an looked at the green-skinned ghost king in front of him with a smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes. And the golden-eyed black cat squatting on his shoulder could sense Feng Qing'an's thoughts. Although he wanted to rebel,
But Nobu looked at the delicious food in front of him that seemed like he could taste a few bites, but Nobu leaped from his shoulder to the east.
The moon rotates like a moon, like day and night. When Xuan Cat lands on the ground, the black color all over its body shrinks into its eyes. When its four feet touch the ground, Xuan Cat, who was originally petite and exquisite, is a bit ruthless.
The cat has turned into a majestic and evil-looking red tiger with black eyes.
Roar~
The red tiger let out a low roar, stretched out his blood-red tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, and circled around the prostrate green-skinned ghost king. The greed and malice in his eyes were undisguised. Although there was a big difference between the two, could it be
As a descendant of the holy beast, it looked at the Ghost King as if it were food.
"Prince Fu Diandong, you are so young that you have no way to teach your son. He let that evil obstacle bump into you in the street and offend your majesty. It deserves to die. It is actually very helpful for you, Wang Fu Diandong, to do it yourself."
The posture of the green-skinned ghost king can be said to be as humble as the dust. There is no trace of the ghost king's unruliness and majesty in his body. Some of them are similar to those of the eunuchs who serve the emperor in secular dynasties. They are flattering and humble.
Won Mei.
"But if it dies on your legs, that would be the greatest honor in its life."
"That's good to say, Bu Nao, how can I make him believe that I don't hold any grudge or any thoughts of revenge?"
Feng Qing'an stood in front of the Ghost King who had killed one of his offspring, and made a harsh and rude request.
Let a father prove to his son-killing enemy that he has no thoughts or thoughts of revenge.
"You are not the royal husband, how dare I offend your majesty?"
"That's it?"
Feng Qing'an chuckled lightly. What he believed in was to go out and not cause trouble. If he caused trouble, he wanted to do it completely, eradicate the root cause, and leave no future troubles.
Just like the young master of the Yinhun Sect who clashed with him because of Nan Ge, he spent more than half a year to eliminate all the sect forces he relied on to eliminate all future troubles.
Hidden danger.
"Dear Master, he has thirty-nine sons and forty-seven daughters. The Bu Nao you killed was the most useless son of his. How could he seek an opportunity to retaliate against you because of such useless heirs?
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The dwarf-like green-skinned ghost king raised his head and carefully explained that the reasons it gave were sound and well-founded. However, Feng Qing'an's face was cold and heartless at this moment, but he could not utter these two words.
"Bu Fu."
"he……"
"Words of assurance are the most pale and powerless in this world."
"Please wait a moment east of the hall."
After hearing Feng Qing'an's words, the green-skinned ghost king was silent, and then after getting Feng Qing'an's permission, he turned into a line of blue smoke and left.
Within half an hour, a thick plume of green smoke poured into the house located in the capital of the ghost country from outside. The moment it landed, several extremely ugly ghosts rolled towards the east.
The shriveled and thin body, the deformed facial features that are out of proportion to the head, all point to the relationship between those ghosts and the green-skinned ghost king who has arrived at this moment.
"Dongdong, these are not his heirs. Now please Rong Xiao, please present them to the adults. No matter what you do with them, Xiao Xiao has nothing to do with them."
The green-skinned ghost king did not dare to stand in front of fellow Taoist Feng, and knelt down to kowtow.
"Jun Yan!"
Feng Qing'an stared at the ghost king and didn't shut up for a long time. Instead, he looked at the ghosts who were crying, hugging a group, not knowing how to deal with themselves, and shouted,
roar!
The black-eyed red tiger let out an angry roar, opened his mouth and sucked, and a ghost with two ends hugged together fell into his mouth. However, the ferocious beast, whose appetite had been aroused for a long time, did not even chew it.
The whole thing was swallowed whole.
"He feeds them to his spiritual pets, I think so?"
Feng Qing'an looked at the green-skinned evil ghost. It was still prostrate on the ground, indifferent to the screams made by its offspring just now, just like a clay puppet.
"Is your spirit pet satisfied with their taste? Can your spirit pet just eat those? They are very protective. If not, he can go back and catch some more."
The green-skinned evil ghost raised its head to see if the words coming out of its mouth made even the red tiger with salivating black eyes look sideways and take a serious look at the extremely unusual ghost king.
"That's it!"
Feng Qing'an stared at the dwarf ghost king who looked like someone was just for fun, then turned around and left.
Although the ghosts in the oil don't have the courtesy, justice and shame of human beings, they don't even have basic moral values. They follow the primitive concept of the jungle and the strong, and they don't have the most basic concept of father and son.
Can ghosts that can condense physical flesh and blood reproduce with each other? Well, there are basically not many ghosts that can do that, because every time they give birth to offspring, the mother's body is weakened.
"Diandong, walk slowly!"
When Feng Qing'an's figure completely disappeared from the mansion, the green-skinned ghost king who was originally prostrate on the ground with a humble and calm posture stood up.
But at that time, its groveling and charming look had disappeared, and its five-foot-tall body showed a majestic aura as if it were a steep mountain in the sky.
Meow~
Jun Yan transformed into a black cat in mid-air, jumped on Feng Qing'an's shoulder, and shouted at him, but this time, it was not a warning.
"He knows."
Feng Qing'an's expression was also very grim. He didn't expect that there could be such a ghost on the bottom of Donghuang's legs.
Is the respectful gesture that humbled oneself in the dust real, nor is the respect and fear he feels real. But is it precisely because of this that Feng Qing'an feels more murderous intention, even if the gap between that guy and him is destined to get bigger and bigger in the future?
The bigger it gets, the more Feng Qingan will want to stay.
"Donghuang!"
Feng Qingan broke into the palace directly and found Donghuang, who looked very relaxed.
After Youhuang broke through the realm, most of the power that she had tightly grasped in her legs was released, so she was so leisurely.
"What's the matter?"
"My current capital is a lot more lively than before. He just came back and encountered a lot of things."
"oh?"
The Lord of Youhuang Kingdom tilted his head slightly and looked at Feng Qing'an with calm eyes, waiting for him to continue talking about going east.
"When we first entered the city, there was an evil spirit who didn't know whether to live or die. He smelled the scent of a living person in his body, and he killed it with just his legs..."
In an extremely calm tone, Feng Qingan recounted everything that had just happened to him, including his contact and conversation with the two geniuses of the human race. Of course, it was very likely that after he got rid of the two geniuses, he would be with Wu.
Contact with the Ghost King.
"It's no fault. It's a shame. It will make him worry if it can't do things well."
After listening to Feng Qing'an's description, Donghuang sighed slightly. It is not easy to find a few ghost kings who can do things in the oil. Since Bu Nao threatens Feng Qing'an, there is nothing more to say.
Please take your time to find a way.
"Don't worry, don't worry. That guy from Bu Nao is too ugly. He goes out looking like that, but he doesn't claim to be acting under my orders, and he's afraid of being laughed at."
Feng Qingan couldn't help but muttered a few words.
He believed that as the master of Yejiao, Dong Huanggui should at least pay attention to Yidong's own dignity. It goes without saying much about her own image, but the appearance of her subordinates should also pay more attention to Yidong.
I want to know that among mortal secular dynasties, nine out of ten people who are qualified to serve as officials are good-looking. If they are not too ugly, even if they are talented in literature, they will not be hired because they affect the image of the court.
"Well, in a few days he will select the most handsome ones in his ghost kingdom..."
"Donghuang, he was just joking, why did he take it seriously?"
Feng Qing'an coughed dryly and interrupted Donghuang. Wouldn't it be better to have more of those dwarfs belonging to the East? Even if Donghuang selected the most powerful and handsome ghosts as his ministers, they would not be able to threaten him.
His status, but no, he is so good, why should Donghuang bother him with such things to disgust him.
"Don't you deny what I said?"
"It's a joke, don't take it seriously."
Feng Qingan looked serious.
"Okay, don't joke with me, let's talk about business first. I actually came into contact with that group of human race geniuses. What am I going to do when I meet Donglai?"
"Aren't they interested in my treasury? Of course he is colluding with them, thinking of breaking open my treasury and stealing the treasures collected by the Lord of Wei Ning!"
"No need to bother, I can go now."
Donghuang said in a casual tone.
"Um?"
"There, no matter where I go, I will have smooth access, even if I empty out the treasure house he set up, it will be fine."
"That's not possible. Why don't I make it more difficult for him? If I do that, it will be very difficult for him to sneak into the talented people of the human race. Then his secret will be exposed as soon as he enters? How will he coexist peacefully with them?"
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When Feng Qingan heard this, he was not happy but was surprised.
The so-called geniuses are people who inherit the great luck of the human race. When a group of geniuses gather together in one place, it is obvious that their luck is heavy. The secret place they are looking for together must not be simple. No matter what, he should be fooled.
Go in and take a look.
He is considered a local snake in some respects, so why shouldn't he get a share of the benefits?
"So, am I going to hang out with them, join forces with them, and come here to pay him wrongly?"
Donghuang narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes and examined Feng Qing'an.
"What nonsense am I talking about? How could he join forces with outsiders to pay me wrongly, just for the treasure house I put out as a display? They have no intention of moving my legs wrongly, and they are all quite self-aware.
, just want to kill a few more ghost kings."
The young man walked briskly towards the king, who was walking on the soft couch and was wearing a mysterious dress. When the young man walked in, his steps suddenly became chaotic, his left foot stumbled over his right foot, and suddenly his whole person suddenly lost his mind.
He regained his balance and threw himself forward into the arms of the king.
In an instant, Feng Qing'an felt the majesty and breadth of Master Wei's mind, which was incomparable to the immature girl Nan Ge.
"Ugh!"
In the refreshing and refreshing fragrance, Feng Qingan rolled over and over shamelessly, unable to help but let out a comfortable moan. Sure enough, without the armored king, the feeling was completely different.
"Have I buried enough?"
Instead of letting Feng Qingan do whatever he wanted, Youhuang stretched out his legs and seemed to turn into a cartilage creature. The young man who had his head buried in her body suddenly rose into the air and was thrown to the soft ground by her.
Couch in.
"What do I want to do?"
Feng Qing'an looked at Donghuang, who had a tall figure and crossed his legs, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Just now, Donghuang's eyes were as calm as a mirror lake.
Even though he was here, it was as if he had thrown a huge boulder away. The ripples spread out one after another and gradually turned into huge waves. Feng Qing'an had a premonition that the Yechang flood was about to sweep across the world, causing chaos in the world, and he would be the first to bear the brunt.