Text text_Chapter 1906: The dark whistle has disappeared?
Wheel Hall.
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
The ghostly wind gusted, and the ghost king's body exuded a terrifying ghostly aura. All the ghosts and evil creatures in the courtyard knelt down with pious expressions on their faces.
Extremely respectful.
"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time. The talent and understanding of this little mountain spirit have improved a lot, and it has even touched the threshold of ghosts and immortals. If you give it another ten days or half a month, it may be able to break through to half a ghost.
We have reached the realm of immortality." Seeing the Ghost King, a look of surprise flashed across the face of the little white-bone beast and he said.
"Half-step ghost immortal, so fast?" Ye Xingchen was slightly startled. He was naturally well aware of the changes in the Ghost King. He was a close disciple of the Lord of the Wheel, and had obtained hundreds of millions of years of training from the Lord of the Wheel.
Enlightenment, inheritance, as long as you are not the kind of person whose qualifications are hopelessly stupid, you will make a big improvement.
"Ye...Brother Ye, are you okay?" Jiang Jingyue, who had been worried when she saw Ye Xingchen walking out of the Wheel Hall with the little bone beast, breathed a sigh of relief and whispered.
"It's okay." Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "Where have President Jiang and the others gone?"
"Hahaha, it's really a waste of time for a girl to stay. I was injured so badly and no one came to care about me. Even if I said hello, some people just left for a long time and immediately lost their consciousness. Fortunately, the Wheel Palace is safe, otherwise,
Even if I was kidnapped by some mountain spirit monster, I'm afraid no one would know about it." Jiang Fujia's hearty voice came in from outside the Wheel Hall.
"Where...where is there?"
Whoosh!
Hearing Jiang Fujia's joke, Jiang Jingyue, who was already at a loss, immediately turned red. She kept rubbing the corners of her clothes and said, "You want to go out on your own, I can't stop you."
"President Jiang, have you recovered from your injuries?" Ye Xingchen shook his head and said.
"Young man Ye, please call me uncle from now on." Jiang Fujia cursed with a smile and said: "Our Jiang family is the leader of all chambers of commerce. If we can't even come up with any decent elixirs, wouldn't we be making people laugh?"
Already?"
"President, if you don't rush over, I'm afraid it will be too late." Seeing that Jiang Fujia was still interested in chatting with Ye Xingchen, Jiang Shan, standing aside, said angrily.
"Why is it too late?" Ye Xingchen was slightly startled, looking at the country, and said.
"The people from the Ghost King Sect have opened the real Tomb of the Immortal King." Jiang Shan pursed his lips, his eyes full of heartbeat, and said: "Now, everyone has rushed in the direction of the Tomb of the Immortal King.
Already."
"Oh, how lucky are the people of the Ghost King Sect?" Thinking of Huang Qishao, Emperor Huang Quan and his son, Ye Xingchen's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he sneered again and again.
"Well..." Jiang Shan nodded, not noticing Ye Xingchen's expression, and said, "It is said that it was the Huangquan Emperor who caught a heaven-defying ghost in Bian Cheng Palace, and brought it with him
They went to the Tomb of the Immortal King."
Jiang Fujia, as the leader of a guild and a model among businessmen, was naturally very good at observing words and expressions. Seeing the coldness on Ye Xingchen's face, he subconsciously asked, "Boss Ye, are you with the people from the Ghost King Sect?"
, have any grudges?”
"That's right..." Ye Xingchen cried and laughed twice, and did not hide anything. He roughly told what happened outside the 'Tomb of the Immortal King'. Jiang Jingyue, who was standing aside, almost died after hearing that Ye Xingchen almost died.
Now, in the hands of the father and son of the Ghost King Sect, he bit his silver teeth and said, "Humph, these people from the Ghost King Sect are too domineering, aren't they?"
"The Emperor Huangquan became famous very early and is considered one of the oldest half-step immortals. It is understandable that he acts domineeringly on weekdays. However, we, the people of the Zhulong Chamber of Commerce, are not that easy to bully." He has always been harmless to humans and animals.
, Jiang Fujia, who rarely gets angry, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "From today on, anyone who encounters the Ghost King Sect will be killed without mercy."
"Yes, President." Sensing the killing intent emanating from Jiang Fujia, the thirty or forty guards of the 'Jiang Family' were slightly startled, and then hurriedly agreed.
"Also, after leaving this Yinxu place, inform everyone at the Zhulong Chamber of Commerce that from now on there will be no more transactions with the Ghost King Sect. Jiangshan, you can handle this matter." Jiang Fujia said.
"Okay..." Jiang Shan nodded, looked at Ye Xingchen with an ambiguous expression, blinked his eyes, and said: "Young Master Ye, the time I have been with the master is not too short. This is the first time I have seen him.
He is so angry!"
"Talking too much." Jiang Fujia laughed and cursed, and stopped teasing Ye Xingchen and Jiang Jingyue. Instead, he looked at the Ghost King who was still comprehending the experience of the Wheel-turning King, and said in a condensed voice: "Young man Ye, this one of yours
Ghost King, how long will it take for you to wake up?"
"I don't know either." Ye Xingchen said, dumbfounded.
"Let's have a cup of tea." The little white-bone beast sitting aside glanced at the Ghost King, shook his head, and said: "This little guy's talent, ability and understanding are still a little too bad. That old guy, the Wheel-turning King,
The things left to it can only absorb one tenth or two at most. If it takes a little more, it might be able to become the new master of the Wheel Palace."
"Ten...ten out of ten, two?" The guards of the 'Jiang Family' looked at the Ghost King with dumbfounded expressions. Even Jiang Shan looked envious. For them, they could get the Wheel Palace.
The inheritance of Lord One and Two is like smoke rising from the ancestral grave.
"A cup of tea? That's good." Jiang Fujia nodded, and the look on his face became much more relaxed.
"Uncle Jiang, are you looking for something?" Ye Xingchen was stunned, looked at Jiang Fujia, and said.
"Well." Jiang Fujia pondered for a moment and said: "This place of underworld is really weird. As soon as the Immortal King's Tomb was opened, the secret sentries I left outside lost news. It is the underworld.
The Ghost King, with it, we can be somewhat safer."
"Dark Whistle."
"All gone?"
Whoosh!
After listening to Jiang Fujia's words, the faces of the two or thirty guards of the 'Jiang Family' became ugly.
When they were in the Jiang family, these guards were as close as brothers. When they disappeared in this place of ruins, it was almost like their lives were lost, so each of them would feel so uncomfortable.
"Uncle Jiang, how many secret sentries have you set up outside?" Ye Xingchen frowned and said.
"More than a hundred." Jiang Fujia said: "It stands to reason that even if you encounter people from other sects and ancient tribes, and know that they are the secret sentries of our Zhulong Chamber of Commerce, they will not kill you. Moreover, what worries me the most is
, it’s the last message from that boy Jiang Yu.”
"Xiao...Xiaoyu is also in trouble?" Jiang Shan's face suddenly turned pale, and the hand holding the ancient sword had already broken out with veins.
"Old man Jiang, what kind of news makes you talk about it so obsessively?" The little white-bone beast curled his lips, looked at Jiang Fujia with disdain, and asked lazily.