"The ghost tribe really knows how to enjoy it." Xuanyuan Xingwei stood on the roof and was shocked by the scene inside.
Ling Han went up and opened his mouth when he saw it. The city center was completely different from the scene he just saw. There were pavilions, bright lights, red and pink flower alleys, full of laughter and laughter.
Casinos, taverns, inns, flower houses... everything is available, it is simply a city of pleasure...
The palace of the Protector of Montenegro is a dividing line that separates the inner city from the outer city. There are ghosts and hustle and bustle inside, while outside it is a quiet night. The contrast is clear at a glance.
The nightlife of the ghost tribe opened their eyes to beautiful girls. The tall woman was half-clothed, with only a few rags covering her whole body. She twisted her slender waist and held it tightly, looking plump and lingering. One is not an alluring figure.
The fragrant wind wafts, and the fragrance of powdered body is fascinating. The enchanting and ghostly figure, the charming big eyes are especially beautiful, and the skin is as smooth as oil. Floating in the red and pink flower alley, entering and leaving the pavilion, a man with a spring face is left. Give me a hug...
Ling Han frowned slightly, admiring the scenery side by side with Xuanyuan Xingwei, almost salivating. He didn't expect the ghost tribe's nightlife to be so wild.
"Dang Dang!"
Two wands hit Ling Han and Xuanyuan Xingwei on the heads.
The little witch stared at the two of them angrily and scolded in a low voice: "What are you looking at? Why don't you two go play together?"
Ling Han giggled twice and responded: "Okay..."
"when!"
"Ahem, Brother Ling, be more serious, as if you have never seen the world..." Xuanyuan Xingwei had a righteous look on his face, raised his head and held his chest out, no longer as vulgar as before.
Ling Han snorted disdainfully, "Why are you pretending to be serious... I still admire Brother Yunbu, tsk tsk, you are so calm in your arms!"
Cang Yunbu didn't glance at him from beginning to end and remained expressionless. Xuanyuan Xingwei coughed lightly: "Who said he didn't look and I didn't understand him?"
"Okay!" the little witch said angrily: "Have you forgotten what you came to do?"
"Follow the plan and rush in with me!"
Ling Han hurriedly grabbed her, shrugged his shoulders, and said softly: "I don't believe that the Protector of Black Mountain will be sleeping peacefully in the palace right now..."
"Heroes see the same thing!" Xuanyuan Xingwei gave Ling Han a look.
"Wait a moment!" Ziye turned around and disappeared into the night.
The little witch said to Ling Han: "Sister Ziye sneaked in not long ago, and the Black Mountain Protector lives here!"
Ling Han looked towards the bustling area in the center of the city and said hesitantly: "Although I don't know if the ghost tribe is usually this lively, but tonight seems to be a little special..."
Cangyunbu said solemnly: "Today is the Ghost Festival!"
"That's it!" Xuanyuan Xingwei nodded and said, "No wonder it's so noisy."
At this time, Ziye came back, shook his head and said, "It's true that he's not here."
"Why don't we... let's go look for him separately?" Ling Han tried to express what he was thinking. Xuanyuan Xingwei put his arm on Ling Han's shoulder, lowered his head and kept laughing.
The little witch ordered: "Okay, let's do this, use the magic summoning stone to keep in touch at any time!"
"Really?" Xuanyuan Xingwei looked incredulous, and the corners of Ling Han's mouth raised slightly.
"Don't act recklessly. Don't alert others when you find Montenegro!" the little witch warned seriously.
"I'm sure I won't do anything random!" Ling Han and Xuanyuan Xingwei said in unison, with a perfect understanding.
Then, without waiting for the little witch to speak, she entered the bustling city center lightly.
Xuanyuan Xingwei patted Ling Han on the shoulder and reminded him seriously: "Well, Brother Ling, be careful, don't lose yourself..."
"Why do I feel that you are the happiest? It really helps you..." Ling Han shook his head and smiled.
"To each other, who among us brothers is following whom, don't forget that we are invisible, they can't see..." Xuanyuan Xingwei winked and said a few words, and then walked another way in a cool way.
Ling Han walked alone on the street, and people passed by him from time to time, including a poor guy who had lost all his money, a fat guy who had made money, a female ghost with a charming fragrance and exposed nakedness, and a drunkard who was wandering around.
A middle-aged man was holding the wall on the roadside and vomiting non-stop. The wine bottle in his hand fell down, and then he lay on the ground. He kept muttering: "It is difficult to stay in the world with wine to drown sorrows. Good times and beautiful scenery are in the ghost world." Worry-free…”
"Brother, are you a human or a ghost?" Ling Han walked over curiously and asked.
"It doesn't matter if he's a human, it doesn't matter if he's a ghost, we all have to work hard to live the same life..." The man muttered inarticulately, his eyes were drunk.
"Who? Who is talking?" The drunkard seemed to wake up a little. He looked around and saw no one, so he muttered: "Is it an illusion?"
Suddenly he knelt on the ground, hit his forehead on the floor, grabbed the ground with his head, and shouted: "Let me go, I've become a ghost..."
Ling Han left boredly, maybe he entered the ghost world by mistake.
When I walked to a magnificent high-rise building, I vaguely heard someone saying: "Masters up there, please be careful..."
Ling Han thought for a while, then turned and walked upstairs. In the hall, five women dressed in white cloth were dancing. They were very exposed and graceful. Their delicate faces seemed to be carved, and their every smile was very beautiful.
It was crowded with ghosts watching with wide eyes, shouting and making noise, and was extremely crowded. Ling Han carefully dodged and had no choice but to walk to the middle and wander among the five women.
They didn't dare to glance around to avoid being distracted. They were surprised to find that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on their bodies. Although they looked the same as humans and were even more beautiful than humans, they had no human aura and were definitely not human beings.
Seeing many beautiful maids on the second floor going in and out of a room, "The so-called master is staying in this room!" Ling Han jumped over and jumped to the second floor. When someone came out of the room, he rolled in and stood next to the wall. at every turn.
A strange fragrance came to my face, a bit like soul fragrance, and a strange fragrance that I had never smelled before. My spirit was a little erratic, and it was very comfortable.
"I heard that when His Highness the Seventh King of Hell was in retreat near you, someone else carried away the sarcophagus?" A clear female voice sounded in the room.
"Back to princess, no, sir, this happened more than a month ago, and the ghost soldiers who delivered supplies at that time have been punished!" A man in black knelt down on one knee and replied with his head lowered.
"Who did it? Have you found out?"
"According to the reports of the three ghost soldiers, it may have been done by the demons!"
"Demon?"
"Yes, my beautiful lord, the demons not only carried away the sarcophagus, but also interrogated them."
"How could the three little ghosts escape from the demons?"
"My subordinates speculate that they did it on purpose, trying to find the entrance here through the ghost soldiers!"
The woman was silent for a while, and then asked: "Did you have conflicts with humans a few days ago?"
"Yes, sir, humans have built a soul-suppressing tower, and we have to go thousands of miles away to collect souls!"
"Did Heishan get injured at that time?"
"No, there is another reason why the protector of Montenegro was injured..."
"A, are you loyal to the royal family or to Emperor Hades?" the woman suddenly asked.
"Subordinate... I am loyal to you, Your Highness, Princess!"
"Okay, please step back!" the woman ordered with satisfaction.
"Yes!" The man kept his head down as he exited before daring to raise it up. When he walked to the door, he glanced in the direction where Ling Han was hiding, paused for a moment, and then slowly left.
Ling Han held his breath for fear of being discovered. Visual inspection showed that this ghost general's aura was long and very dangerous. He might be one of the top ten ghost generals!
Suddenly, there were multiple shadows inside, whispering: "Miss, it's not safe here! My subordinates found a large number of human masters outside, and they probably want to surround and suppress the helm!"
The woman asked: "Did their people find out?"
"Not yet. Humanity has come prepared this time. Baishui is having fun with the people and preparing for the memorial ceremony. He has no time to pay attention to the outside world. Heishan has not recovered from his injuries and cannot be sensed!"
"Humph, is she the woman who came to help that human?"
"Yes, they have collected one hundred thousand souls and are about to help that woman resurrect someone!"
"Hmph, Baishui and Heishan have pinned their hopes on her!"
"Do you want me to get rid of it? The position of saint belongs only to young ladies!"
"No need, let's see if she has the ability to compete with me!"
"Miss, that human woman has the support of an expert, and I'm worried that they are plotting to dominate the ghost clan!"
"It doesn't matter, the Spirit Master Conference is about to start, we will meet!" The Lord ordered: "Also, don't tell anyone about the human encirclement and suppression of the helm. I'll see how they deal with it!"
"yes!"
Ling Han felt that the black shadow had left, and only the adult was left in the room. He said to himself: "A small helmsman dares to have ulterior motives and wants to escape from the control of the royal family. Isn't he too anxious?"
"Tap!"
Light footsteps sounded, and the woman walked out. Ling Han hid in the corner and held his breath. She was a beautiful woman about twenty years old, with gorgeous gold clothes and a stunning face!
This is the most beautiful woman Ling Han has ever seen. Her face is otherworldly, and her whole person has a faint hazy beauty. Ling Han's heart beats wildly.
"Who is there?"
Ling Han suddenly felt something bad. The sound of her heart beating unexpectedly caught her attention, and then a fragrant fist hit her.
At an extremely fast speed, Ling Han's Heavenly Demonic Fist was moving, he held her fist and pulled it back, "Bang!" The woman was not prepared and she screamed and hit the door. Ling Han quickly jumped out of the window!
Good guy, so beautiful, so beautiful. Ling Han's heart was still beating hard and he was a little blushing.
I accidentally got a lot of information from this ghost princess. The human woman must be Min Min!
"Collecting 100,000 souls to resurrect someone? Is it a cold text about resurrection?" Ling Han took a breath, Min Min wouldn't be so infatuated, right?
Traveling thousands of miles to the northwest of the empire, find a ghost clan branch, and use their abilities to resurrect Leng Wen, a person who treats her like a sister?
If her brother Min Song knew about it, I don’t know what he would think...and poor Zhang Shen...
It seems that Min Min has indeed become a member of the ghost tribe, and she has to compete with this extremely high-status ghost princess for the position of saint. She is the saint of the ghost tribe!
The little witch is a demon saint, but there is no competition.
"Little Witch, I just received news that someone discovered the coalition's actions, but it seems that the two guardians were not informed..." Ling Han reported the news to the Little Witch through the Demon Summoning Stone.
"Who did you listen to?" came the little witch's voice from the other side.
"It seems that the princess of the ghost tribe is here to play. There seems to be disagreements within the ghost tribe. She has a bad relationship with the two guardians..."
"There have been conflicts within the ghost clan since ancient times. They have been divided into two factions since ancient times. The princess you are talking about is probably the future saint of the ghost clan who is as beautiful as jade. Don't mess with her for the time being. We might still be able to cooperate with her!"
"Oh, okay!"
As beautiful as jade? It is indeed as beautiful as jade...
"Stop!" A man in black blocked Ling Han's way, his dark eyes stared into Ling Han's eyes, and he seemed to be able to see Ling Han.
"I felt something was wrong just now. Who sent you? Why are you lurking in Her Royal Highness's room?"
Ling Han was shocked in his heart, A, the leader of the top ten ghost generals!
"How come I've never seen you before?" A stepped closer to Ling Han, and his cold voice was like a steel needle piercing Ling Han's body.
