Remnant King's Ghost Concubine

Chapter 302 Making waves (3)
Uncle Gui walked down the steps and saw Baili Youmeng alone. He swung the crutch in his hand violently, with murderous aura, and a fierce aura hit Baili Youmeng directly. Baili Youmeng used both hands to block his crutches.

"Good work, it seems that I underestimated you!" Uncle Gui's gloomy eyes flashed, and his murderous intent became stronger!
The ghost uncle appeared in front of the ghost uncle like a flash of lightning, grabbed the crutch that the ghost uncle was about to make another move, and said coldly: "Ghost uncle! The fifth princess is a distinguished guest of our country! Just like the third prince you brought back! If you If I hurt her even a little bit, I will kill the third prince and spread the news all over the world! Have you thought about it?"

"Okay, very good! Your wings are really stiff!" Uncle Ghost gritted his teeth fiercely, and walked away after speaking.

Baili Youmeng's expression was indifferent, "I've tried my best, now I can only think of other ways!"

The Ghost King looked at the back of Uncle Ghost leaving angrily, his eyes turned cold, and he looked down at the blood knife in his hand, his white and slender hand gently brushed across it, as if it was mad love and passion for the blood knife, "Wait for this king to order someone to kill these broken pieces. Fish it out, and try to get rid of more living dead before Uncle Ghost gets the jade unicorn!"

"Why didn't you take the jade unicorn?" Baili Youmeng vaguely felt that the ghost king didn't intend to stop Uncle Ghost from taking the jade unicorn.

"There has not been a single rain in Qingguo for thousands of years. Now the lake is depleted and cannot last for a few years. Only the integrity of the holy relics can save Qingguo. The holy relics were originally treasures for good weather. Thousands of years ago, an emperor listened to the wizard's advice. The slander pushed millions of troops into the pool of the living dead. The wizard used witchcraft to create millions of the living dead, and finally awakened these living dead, but the most important cover of the sacred object was stolen by someone The sacred object is incomplete, and the evil spirit is soaring." The ghost king's slender fingers brushed the blade carelessly, and he will never hurt himself, because his skin is no different from that of a living dead, and he is not proud of it. On the contrary, half a living dead , This is a painful mark for him, his father and queen passed away to save him.

A few drops of blood dripped from his fingertips, and his eyes burst instantly. How is that possible?

Baili Youmeng also felt the difference after his finger was hurt by the blood knife, and his eyes fell on the blood knife in his hand. Could it be that the blood knife was used by her to use illusion, leaving aura?

Without hesitation, the ghost king slashed across the blade with the palm of his hand, and there was a bloody gash in the palm of his hand, and the blood kept gushing out.But he didn't care, just frowned, looking at the bloody knife, his body flashed past, as if he couldn't wait to test the bloody knife.

Ling'er anxiously wandered outside the iron gate, only to see the ghost king flashing past, "Hurry up and report to brother!"

A guard turned around and quickly chased him out. Baili Youmeng walked out of the iron gate slowly. Ling'er clasped her hands together, her posture was like a butterfly fluttering, which was pleasing to the eye. My own child shouldn't have used ten layers of internal energy. He only used [-]% of it, but he could destroy ten thousand undead people. A hindrance reduces her lethality.

The iron gate was slowly closed, making a rumbling sound of iron chains, and it was back to normal again. Ling'er happily jumped to Baili Youmeng's side, supported her, and said with a smile, "Sister, I'll take you to rest."

A magpie quietly landed on a branch not far away, watching Baili Youmeng and Linger leave.

Ling'er's palace was very comfortable to cook. Baili Youmeng was lying on a warm and comfortable bed. She couldn't remember how long she had slept this time, but she faintly heard Ling'er calling, "Sister, sister...wake up , let’s eat first, I haven’t been able to replenish my body well recently, so I specially ordered the imperial chef to make it.”

Baili Youmeng saw the rare sadness on Linger's face, and quietly climbed up between her brows, followed her movements, washed up, took the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, "What happened today? You are so worry?"

Ling'er was lying at the dining table, with a helpless expression on her face, and said dejectedly: "It's nothing, I don't know what happened recently? Many strange things happened in Beijing, and I just received the news. Even the deacons and elders were bothered by these things. Just now, brother All of a sudden, the hundred living dead people around Uncle Ghost were swung under the knife, and there was no bones left on the spot, and Uncle Ghost's face turned black."

Baili Youmeng finally understood why the ghost king rushed out so impatiently, it turned out to be to see if the blood knife dyed by her aura would work, but what happened in Beijing? "What strange thing happened in Beijing? Let's hear it?"

Ling'er's little head was still lying on the table, dejected, "All the grain stores disappeared overnight, and even the imperial grain warehouse was looted overnight, and the people were also infected with a strange disease, one infected the other. I can't find the reason at all, and there are seven or eight things, anyway, people are panicking now, and the court officials can't deal with it, which alarmed the deacon elders, and the elders also have a headache."

Baili Youmeng knew that there was only one person, Nangong Wuji, who could make such trouble in a strange country.It seems that she will leave soon, and there are only these things that she can do here.

Speaking of Princess Ling Xiao, in the deep and humid valley, Mr. Tang has already recovered, and Princess Ling Xiao wears a veil all day long. She couldn't accept this fact and frowned.

Mr. Tang's eyes were gentle, and he heard the sound to comfort her, "I will heal your face, don't worry, that Qingguo saint girl named Ling'er will definitely heal the wound on your face."

A gleam of hope flashed across Princess Ling Xiao's eyes, "Really?"

"Really!" Mr. Tang didn't take advantage of it, and didn't tell her that he loved her not because of her appearance, but because of her temperament.

"Young Master, there are many people on the valley, I don't know if they are your people? I was going to go up today, but I saw a lot of people searching in the valley. I'm not sure if they are your people. I didn't dare to reveal my identity. Come back first. Asking you." Yan'er gasped for breath and said, pointing to the cliff far away.

Mr. Tang glanced across the cliff, and several white figures flashed past, "The disciples of Yunshan are still searching! Ling Xiao, we should leave."

"No, I don't want him to see me like this!" Princess Ling Xiao turned around suddenly, she wanted to escape, she couldn't help trembling when she looked at herself in the mirror every day, that terrible scar, swallowed up like a nightmare In her whole world, no matter day or night, she could never forget this hideous scar.

"If he cares, then he is not worth your heart to him! People who love you will not stop loving you just because of a terrible scar! I, I will not!" Mr. Tang walked to her Beside him, in order to give her self-confidence, he had no choice but to say what he said from the bottom of his heart. He loved her more than anything else, "You will always be the most beautiful person in my heart!"

Princess Ling Xiao avoided him, and walked forward in panic for a long time. Even if she was frustrated, she knew deeply what she wanted, "I only have gratitude for you, not love between men and women! You should Find a better woman! Any woman is better than me now!"

(End of this chapter)