mythical card maker

Chapter 109 Ghost King Thinking
"Ham, don't care about her, this woman is destined to be the queen of this king."

Heishan Ghost King thought to himself, and took a few steps forward, while Nie Xiaoqian took a few steps back under Zhou Chuan's manipulation.

"Old man..." she said with a little panic.

"Don't call me old man."

As the Black Mountain Ghost King said, his stooped body suddenly grew taller, and his wrinkled face quickly became younger.

He saw a black and red robe emerging out of nowhere between heaven and earth and fell on his shoulders. Accompanied by that pale beard about half a meter long, it was quite majestic.

It is the eyes on his face, one is scarlet and creepy, and the other has only dark and empty eye sockets, which adds a bit of evil to this power.

"Young lady's little trick is good enough to seduce ordinary people. It's just that the lonely king has been in the ghost realm for hundreds of years. If he can't even see through these things, he would have been overthrown by his ghosts and ghosts."

He walked slowly, leaving a string of black and red footprints on the ground, and stood in front of Nie Xiaoqian.

"You are just a lonely ghost. Instead of sucking human yang energy here to survive, you might as well be the queen of my ghost town."

Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be a little dazed by the continuous words of the Black Mountain Ghost King, and tremblingly said: "Old man..."

"I don't like this title, you should call me... the king."

When the Black Mountain Ghost King said these words, his beard moved with the night wind, which was very forceful, but Zhou Chuan, who was hiding in the dark and manipulating everything, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He originally thought that the ghost king of Montenegro, who had lived for 400 years, should have lost his worldly desires, but he never expected that this old guy not only likes beautiful ghosts, but is also willing to act aggressive in front of beauties. appearance.

"Dragon King Yixiao's life and death are unpredictable, isn't it, the old guy is quite good at playing."

As Zhou Chuanxin said, he controlled Nie Xiaoqian remotely and said, "Grandma wants to marry me to a big man, let him know your thoughts, you will... You should give up on it."

"Your grandma?" The Black Mountain Ghost King clasped his hands behind his back, his voice was cold.

"Grandma's locust tree has attained the Tao, and its cultivation base is extremely deep. The ghosts, wild ghosts, mountain spirits and tree demons in the surrounding area are all driven by it."

Nie Xiaoqian said very patiently like an npc guiding the player.

"The locust tree demon? Hahahahahaha!" The Black Mountain Ghost King seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and let out a dry and sharp laugh, like an old blower.

After laughing like this for a long time, he just said: "I'm all over the world, and I have countless mountain spirits and wild ghosts under my command. The locust tree demon is the most numerous. Your grandma may be my subordinate."

When Nie Xiaoqian heard the words, she seemed to have heard something horrific, and stepped back several times, looking at him from a distance like a frightened little white rabbit.

The Black Mountain Ghost King smiled and continued: "Tell me the name of the big man he wants you to marry, maybe he is also my subordinate."

"The name of that big man..." Nie Xiaoqian paused, then said in a soft voice: "I am a lonely ghost, how dare I..."

"Say!" The Black Mountain Ghost King yelled violently.

"Black Mountain..." Nie Xiaoqian seemed startled by the sudden roar, and said in a very low voice, "Old Black Mountain Demon."

"Old Black Mountain Demon?" The Black Mountain Ghost King first smiled when he heard the words, and then said, "Do you know my name, which is the Black Mountain Ghost King?"

"Grandma only said that the lord has ruled the two ways of demons and ghosts, and now he dominates the city of death." Nie Xiaoqian continued to guide.

"Hahahaha, your grandma still wants to dedicate you to me, but she is filial, okay, okay." The Black Mountain Ghost King lightly stroked his long beard, smiled domineeringly, and said in a cold voice the next moment: "But one yard is one yard. Code, should be rewarded, should be punished."

"As early as 200 years ago, Gu once said that all the wise men under his command would call me king. What kind of bullshit name is Montenegro Old Demon?"

"In the past, this one alone should have cut off your grandma with a single sword! But now, I will recite it as a devotion to you, and spare its life, a small punishment and a big commandment, to show the group of demons!"

Hearing the words, Nie Xiaoqian seemed to have finally realized that the old man in front of her who was uttering wild words was really a big man, and said very respectfully: "Kowtow to the king."

"Forget all these vain rituals, take Gu to see your grandma!"

The Black Mountain Ghost King waved his hand.

"Yes."

Nie Xiaoqian replied in a low voice, but there was a little fear mixed with that incomparably stunning face.

The Black Mountain Ghost King saw it, but he didn't say anything. He just planned to wait for the so-called "grandmother" to punish him severely, so as to establish his majesty in front of the beauty.

For hundreds of years, there is only one direct descendant of him left, and he died because of winning the animal-making skill card of the Zhu family.

For this, he doesn't really care.

One is that he has been used to life and death for hundreds of years; the other is that as a long-lived person, as long as he is alive, why should he care about the life and death of "descendants".

Just like now, as long as he is alive and strong, there will always be a beauty with him.

What he cared about was always "fun".

Not bad!

Whether it is to kill Zhou Chuan to gain more strength, or to use heretical skill cards in exchange for pseudo-longevity, he is all for "fun".

To put it bluntly, it's fun.

In the eyes of him who was born as a barefoot doctor in the world, if it is not for fun, becoming stronger and living longer will have no meaning.

But for now, it's very interesting for him to slap that "grandmother" in the face so that the Pomeranian can smile.

Cards are hard to collect, hard work, longevity is so boring, you have to have some fun, don't you?

"Lead the way."

Nie Xiaoqian nodded silently when she heard the words, and flied towards one direction erratically.

The Black Mountain Ghost King silently followed behind him, flipping his fingers to reveal a card with an orange border, which turned into a black-handled long sword wrapped in a blood-red scabbard the next moment.

Except for the seal cast by an unknown existence found in the main hall of the dead city, this is the strongest weapon card in his hand.

As the lucky one who received the first wave of bonuses from cards, he picked up quite a few cards like this, especially skill cards.

You know, there was no such thing as a card maker in those days. Cards were everywhere, and whoever picked them up belonged to them.

It is much easier to cultivate bondage than to build it yourself after collecting knowledge materials.

It is against this background that he has accumulated an incomparably profound background.

Even if due to personality reasons, the mental strength is mediocre, but in the case of using all means, it is still easy to move freely.

It was also because of this that on the surface he was extremely eager to kill Zhou Chuan, but in his heart he believed that he was sure of him.

It was this kind of mentality that made him a master and fell into the logical trap of field cards twice in a row.

Now, it is even more about stepping into the real ghost cave.

"Look, Xiaoqian still has filial piety." A masculine but majestic voice came from the dark hall, "But for things like this, in the future you will..."

Before grandma could finish her sentence, the Black Mountain Ghost King interrupted her with a yell: "Open your dog eyes and see who this king is!"

(End of this chapter)