[Lanyue: Tingfeng Pavilion does have some difficulties in chasing down the Yuanying Stage monks. After all, although they are developing rapidly, it is definitely not that simple to find the Yuanying Stage thugs. 】
[But can our venture capital king admit defeat? He still has investments! Are you stupid? 】
The people in Prince Lin's Mansion who had been tied up here were not surprised by this.
After all, they already knew.
But King Lin didn't know it clearly, but when he heard this voice, his heart trembled.
Where does that male ghost come from, and why does he still have investment? How many people has he invested in?
Why doesn't a male ghost cultivate well on his own, but instead thinks about investing in humans every day?
Forget it, if he invests again, can he invest in a Nascent Soul stage monk?
A monk of this level would definitely disdain male ghosts!
[Lanyue: It can only be said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Although the ghost king cannot wait for his wife, after the female sect master killed the evil demon, she had already settled her previous grudges and prepared a Yinshan for the ghost king who had helped her before. 】
[This Yinshan Mountain is a rare mountain in the Northern Territory. It is said that there is a ghost vein at the bottom. Any ghost who practices in it will quickly improve his cultivation. 】
[Originally, this mountain peak was occupied by other Yinshan old ghosts, but the sect leader directly chopped the old ghost to death, took back the mountain peak, and was waiting to carry the ghost king over. 】
The Ghost King over there was also excited and glanced at King Lin provocatively.
"Are you stupid? When I recover my cultivation, even your father will not be my opponent!"
The Ghost King raised his head proudly.
What happened to the monks in the Nascent Soul stage? As long as he regains his full strength, nothing will be a problem!
His five hundred years of life were not in vain!
King Lin over there frowned tightly and even wanted to curse.
He couldn't figure out why those people were so idle and left so many things for this ghost.
"In this case, how can we wait until you regain your strength?" Old Lin King over there sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed the Ghost King.
"You witnessed the shame and humiliation of Prince Lin's Mansion, how could I let you leave alive?"
"Although Prince Lin's Mansion has turned into a grassland and my affairs are known to you, as long as all of you die, no more people will know!"
Old Lin Wang laughed.
"Father, you and the princess are indeed..." King Lin said in shock.
"Get out!" Old Lin Wang slapped him away.
"Father, I misjudged you!" King Lin said sadly.
"If you have any last words, please tell me quickly, and I will send you on the road with your wife and children behind you!" Old Lin Wang said loudly.
The Ghost King looked pale, and he couldn't break free!
This old King Lin probably has a special spiritual weapon on his body that can actually subdue him!
"I'll go with you, please let the mother and son go!" the Ghost King said angrily.
"I'm going to let their mother and son go. In this underwater realm, I won't let even a water snake go!"
"I will crush everyone present to death!"
"Don't you like raising children? I'll let you have a taste of how it feels when I crush them to death one by one!"
Old Lin Wang stretched out his other hand, but before he could make a move, he was blocked by a beautiful round fan.
The white-browed elder who was hiding aside and eating melon finally came out and looked at the old King Lin with a frown.
"Old man, you can touch others, but you shouldn't touch the juniors behind me."
"It doesn't matter to me if the Ghost King is crushed to death by you, but you can't afford to offend these children behind me."
Elder Baimei carried a spiritual weapon, and the sound he made was so clear and sweet that everyone thought he was a female fairy.
"Are you the only female monk? I can only blame you for seeing things you shouldn't have seen. Don't talk about them, I will deal with you too!" Old King Lin was not afraid at all.
"Really? These are the disciples of the master of Nanling Sect. Do you want to go against the entire Nanling Sect?" Elder Baimei raised his eyebrows.
The old King Lin on the other side really stopped and hesitated.
He is not afraid of casual cultivators, nor is he afraid of some small family forces.
But Nanling Sect is the top sect in the Southern Region, and even the royal family cannot afford to offend it.
It's really hard for him to start.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Elder Baimei's aura that belonged to a Nascent Soul Stage monk suddenly burst out.
The old King Lin on the opposite side was shocked and took a few steps back.
"Since you are distinguished guests of Nanling Sect, please take your disciples and leave first. Don't delay your trip."
Old Lin Wang suppressed his unwillingness.
But there was nothing he could do. He couldn't afford to offend Nanling Sect, nor could he offend the Yuanying Stage monk in front of him.
Because he vaguely felt that the aura of the other party was stronger than his.
If there is a fight then, the first person to lose will most likely be himself.
"In this case, I will take the people away." Elder Baimei didn't intend to eat anymore, and was about to leave with a few little guys.
"No, don't!"
"Elder Lu, wait a moment!"
Lanyue was also unwilling to give in. She still had the last bite of melon to eat!
If she didn't take that last bite of melon, she wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully!
