Chapter 216 Invitation from Little Red Riding Hood
Huqishan, Ghost King Sect.
"Qinglong Holy Envoy, there is someone outside the door asking to see you."
Qinglong was meditating when he came to his senses and asked: "Who?"
"This...he...said his name is the Beast God."
Qinglong stroked the ring and said with a contemptuous smile: "Which ignorant person dares to joke on the territory of the Ghost King Sect?"
"This man is wearing a pink cloak. It looks like... he seems to have some mental problems?"
Three minutes later, Qinglong's cheeks were slightly blue, and he hurriedly came to the inner room to report to the Ghost King.
"Sect Master, there is a crazy guy who calls himself the Beast God. He is in the courtyard now and wants to see you by name."
"Whoosh!"
The Ghost King suddenly stood up and thought: "Isn't it possible? I have just gathered the Fulong Cauldron and the Xuanhuo Jian, and I just managed to get three volumes of the Heavenly Book. Will the Beast God come out on his own?"
However, with his keen eyesight like a ghost king, he certainly noticed the slight blue color on Qinglong's cheeks. In the whole world, the number of people who dare to slap Qinglong's face can be counted on one hand.
It's obvious that the person who came here has bad intentions.
"Come with me!"
The Ghost King came to the courtyard with a lot of doubts. Qinglong and Suzaku Holy Envoys accompanied him.
The Ghost King was a little suspicious of his own eyes. A tall man who was not inferior to him in size was actually wearing a pink cloak?
"Ten thousand people are going!"
The Ghost King was stunned. In this huge world, the number of people who dared to call him by his name could be counted on one hand.
This man in strange clothes is either crazy or insane.
"I wonder who you are, and why you came to my Ghost King Clan?"
The face of the beast god was quietly buried under the hood of the pink cloak. Others could only see a side profile.
But it was this small side view that made Mr. Ghost, who was secretly observing not far away, freeze in expression.
The Beast God raised his hand and pointed at Qinglong: "I told him four minutes ago that I am the Beast God."
Ghost King, Qinglong, Suzaku: "..."
The Beast God did not give the Ghost King and the others any time to continue to be surprised: "Three days later, the Shiwan Mountain Ningling Peak will witness the peak showdown between Ying Zheng and the Salt Emperor. You are welcome to grab a seat in the front row and place heavy bets."
After saying that, the beast god turned around to leave.
At this moment, Aunt You snorted coldly: "Humph, you are pretending to be a ghost! I, the Ghost King Sect, am not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want."
Aunt You dodged to block the path of the Beast God, condensed her profound energy, and stabbed the Beast God on the shoulder with a sharp sword.
However, the beast god remained focused and did not move.
The next moment, there was only a "click" sound, the sword broke, and Aunt You flew away with a "pop" sound.
The Ghost King couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. With just a thin layer of mysterious energy suspended outside his body, he could shatter the sword and fly the Suzaku Holy Envoy? Who is this person? How dare he use the name of the Beast God?
The Ghost King was about to use his hand to stop him when he saw a flash of pink light and shadow, passing directly past the Ghost King and Qinglong who were stunned on the spot, and then ran towards the point where You Aunt fell at the speed of lightning.
"Sir, the Holy Envoy of Suzaku did not mean to offend. Please don't...don't..."
The next second, the Ghost King, Qinglong, and Mr. Ghost who were watching not far away were all stunned.
"Poof!" With a sound, Aunt You was transformed by the beast god and the force of her flying backwards fell to the ground smoothly.
That speed couldn't be reached in a moment.
That strength is simply soft and warm.
That posture is so handsome and cool.
For a moment, Aunt You was surprised to find that the pink boy looked very much like Wan Jianyi from back then.
"Thank you sir..."
"Whoosh!"
In the courtyard, the beast god has long since disappeared. In the air, only one sentence is left: "Three days from now, the Shiwan Mountain Minngling Peak will witness the peak showdown between Ying Zheng and the Salt Emperor. You are welcome to grab a seat in the front row and place big bets."
The Ghost King was very depressed. In the past few minutes, he could not even say a complete sentence.
The Ghost King and Mr. Ghost looked at each other from a distance.
Mr. Ghost nodded: "It's already ten miles away."
In the next hour, several people in the Ghost King Sect were discussing enthusiastically, excitedly and in surprise.
"That one just now was really the beast god?"
"If he were the beast god, how could he possibly come to the rescue after repelling Suzaku?"
"If it weren't for the beast god and his powerful power, who else would there be in the world today?"
"What are you going to do on Mingling Peak in three days? Master, should we go or not?"
"The question now is, I want to know, are there people like Ying Zheng or Salt Emperor in our world?"
"For such a powerful person, don't you think it's perverted to wear a pink cloak?"
At this time, Gui Li, who was passing by, left a faint message: "I don't know if he is a beast god, but there are signs of the flow of soul on that pink cloak."
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Gui Li finished speaking, the Ghost King and Mr. Ghost stood up in panic at the same time: "That person is here again!"
Sure enough, just as he finished speaking, the beast god in a pink cloak came again. But this time, he was standing in front of Gui Li.
"You are Gui Li, also named Zhang Xiaofan."
Gui Li was stunned for a moment, trying to sense the domineering aura in the opponent's body, but couldn't.
"Yes, your Excellency?"
"I am the Beast God. I was planning to go to Qingyun Gate to tell you, but when I got to the bottom of the mountain, I suddenly remembered that your name is Gui Li now. Listen carefully: 3 days later, the Shiwan Mountain Minngling Peak will witness the peak showdown between Ying Zheng and Yan Emperor.
Welcome to grab a seat in the front row and place big bets.”
Before Gui Li could answer, a pink light flashed in front of him, and the beast god disappeared again.
The Ghost King and Mr. Ghost looked at each other, with a slight chill running down their spines.
This speed, this IQ...
On the same day, in the world of Zhu Xian, a burly man wearing a pink cloak was active in every corner of the continent.
Wherever he went, no matter how powerful the formation was, how strict the defense was, or how many masters there were, Little Red Riding Hood still seemed to be in a deserted place and paid no attention to it.
Little Red Riding Hood, who is three points cute, five points solemn, and two points scary, often says the same thing to people: "Three days from now, we will witness the pinnacle showdown between Ying Zheng and Salt Emperor at the Ming Ling Peak of Shiwan Mountain. Welcome to grab a seat in the front row.
A big bet.”
He had no hostility or killing. He just said the same words to people and then disappeared in a strange way.
Master Puhong from Tianyin Temple, Yun Yilan from Fenxiang Valley, Xiaobai the nine-tailed fox who was suppressed in the secret room of Fenxiang Valley, and Daoxuan from Qingyun Sect all received the same invitation and the same sentence.
During the whole process, the time when the beast god talked to people the most was when Wan Jianyi, who was in pure cultivation, was in the Qingyunmen Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.
"You are Wan Jianyi."
Wan Jian stared at Little Red Riding Hood.
"Three days later, the Shiwan Mountain Minngling Peak will witness the peak showdown between Ying Zheng and the Salt Emperor. You are welcome to grab a seat in the front row and place big bets."
The beast god turned to leave.
Wan Jianyi: "I'm sorry, I made a solemn oath not to leave Qingyun Sect for even half a step in this life. I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill my promise."
The Beast God thought for a moment: "You don't need to take even half a step."
Wan Jianyi: "If sir wants to kidnap me, I'm afraid it won't work."
The beast god was stunned for a moment: "Tie? No need! I will just carry you there when the time comes."
Wan Jianyi's white hair was messy in the air.
Other than that, there is no more nonsense about Beast God.
Of course there is a reason for such a rush. The design work of the high-quality tourist routes around Mingling Peak arranged by Lu Xiaolin was very brain-burning.